Chapter 353: BackDoor ( R18 )

Jax’s resistance crumbled. With a growl, he rolled over, pinning her beneath him. "You’re going to make me lose my mind," he murmured, his voice thick with lust as he captured her lips in a searing kiss.

Serika melted against him, her arms wrapping around his neck as she returned his passion with equal fervor.

She could feel his hard cock pressing against her stomach, a clear indication of his renewed desire. But instead of aligning himself with her entrance, Jax began to trail kisses down her body, his lips leaving a fiery path in their wake.

"Jax..." she whimpered as he reached her breasts, his tongue tracing the sensitive curve of their underside. "What are you..."

"Shhh," he murmured, his breath hot against her skin, "Just enjoy this, baby."

With that, he took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking gently before increasing the pressure.

Serika cried out, her back arching as pleasure shot through her entire body. His free hand came up to cup her other breast, his thumb and forefinger rolling the neglected nipple between them.

"Gods... yes..." she breathed, her fingers tangling in his hair as she held him to her, "Don’t stop..."

Jax had no intention of stopping. He switched to her other breast, giving it the same attention as the first. His teeth grazed her sensitive flesh, sending shivers down her spine.

He could feel her heart beating wildly beneath his touch, a testament to her mounting arousal.

"Mark me," she whispered, her voice husky with desire. "Please, Jax... mark me as yours..."

Jax groaned, his cock twitching against her stomach at her words. He obliged, sinking his teeth into the soft flesh of her breast just above her nipple. Serika cried out, a mixture of pain and pleasure washing over her as he left a dark mark on her skin.

"Again," she demanded, her hips rising to meet his. "Please... again, more!"

Jax chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound that sent shivers down her spine, "Eager little thing, aren’t you?" he teased, though there was no real complaint in his voice.

He obliged, leaving a trail of bite marks and hickeys across her breasts and chest. Each mark was a claim, a declaration of his ownership that made Serika’s heart race with excitement.

She loved being marked by him, loved bearing the evidence of their passion for all to see.

"Beautiful," he murmured, admiring his handiwork. Her breasts were now covered in a series of dark marks, each one a testament to their passion.,"All mine."

"All yours," she agreed, her voice soft but firm. "Always."

Jax smiled, his hand drifting lower to stroke her pussy. Serika gasped, her hips rising to meet his touch as his fingers found her clit. He rubbed her in tight circles, his touch expert and knowing as he brought her closer and closer to the edge.

"Jax... please..." she whimpered, her body trembling with need. "I need... I need..."

"I know what you need," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. "And I’m going to give it to you."

With that, he flipped her over, positioning her on her hands and knees. Serika’s heart raced with anticipation, expecting him to enter her from behind like he had before.

But instead of aligning himself with her dripping entrance, he did something that made her breath catch in her throat.

He slapped his cock against her asshole.

The sensation was unexpected, sending a jolt of pleasure-pain through her entire body. Serika tensed, her muscles clenching instinctively. She had never taken him there before, had never even considered it as a possibility.

"Jax... what are you..." she began, her voice trembling slightly.

"Shhh," he murmured, his hands gripping her ass cheeks and spreading them wide, "Trust me, baby. I’m going to make you feel so good. Let’s break this hole open,"

Serika hesitated for a moment as she heard that sentence, a flicker of nervousness warring with her overwhelming desire to please him.

But then she remembered who this was, her master, her lover, the man who had saved her and her people from despair. He would never hurt her, not really, and she knew that Jax was a master off sex, and anything he did would inevitably feel extremely good.

"Okay," she whispered, her voice barely audible as she spoke to the Demon King, "I trust you."

Jax smiled, though she couldn’t see it. He leaned forward, spitting on her asshole before using his thumb to spread the moisture around.

Then, he summoned a small amount of magical energy, coating his fingers in a slick, warming lubricant that would make their encounter more pleasurable for her.

"Relax," he murmured, his voice soft but firm, "I’m going to prepare you first. Can’t just slam it after all,"

With that, he slid one magically lubed finger inside her tight hole. Serika gasped, her body tensing at the unfamiliar intrusion. But as Jax began to move his finger, stretching her gently, the initial discomfort gave way to a strange, new pleasure.

The feeling of Jax’s long, thick fingers sliding in and out of her, twisting all around inside her and touching all those sensitive, interior walls made Serika’s body tremble, her breaths leaking out as she moaned and whined for more.

Jax always had this magical way of sending her crazy with pleasure, even with the most basic actions, now Serika was drooling out of her mouth from the pleasure.

"Gods..." she breathed, her hips rocking back against his hand, "That feels different,"

"Good different or bad different?" Jax asked, though he already knew the answer judging from her drooling and whines. He could feel her relaxing, her body accepting this new form of stimulation.

"Good different," she admitted, her voice husky with desire, "Very good different, so fucking good master,"

Jax chuckled, adding a second finger to the first. He scissored them gently, stretching her wider in preparation for what was to come. Serika moaned, her fingers curling into the sheets as pleasure built to an almost unbearable intensity.

"Please," she whimpered after several minutes of this exquisite torture by Jax and his fingers deep inside her, "Jax... I need... I need more..."

"Are you ready for me?" he asked, his voice rough with lust, "Are you ready to take my cock in this tight little ass?"

Serika’s response was a choked moan, her body trembling with anticipation. She was nervous, yes, but she was also achingly aroused, desperate to experience this new form of pleasure with him.

"Please," she begged, her voice barely audible, "Take me... all of me..."

Jax groaned, his cock twitching with excitement at her words. He withdrew his fingers, aligning the thick head of his cock with her prepared entrance. The anticipation was almost unbearable, her entire body trembling with need.

"Ready?" he asked, his voice soft but firm.

Serika could only nod, her face buried in the pillows as she braced herself for what was to come.

With deliberate slowness, Jax began to push inside her, stretching her wide in a way she had never experienced before. The sensation was overwhelming, a mixture of pain and pleasure that had her seeing stars.

"Gods... Jax..." she cried out, her fingers curling into the sheets. "It’s... it’s so much..."

"Shhh," he murmured, his hands stroking her back soothingly. "Relax, baby. Just breathe and let me in."

Serika tried to obey, taking deep breaths as he continued to push inside her. The initial discomfort gradually gave way to a strange, new pleasure, a feeling of fullness that was both overwhelming and incredibly arousing.

When he was finally buried to the hilt inside her, Jax paused, allowing her time to adjust to his size.

Serika could feel every inch of him, every pulse of his cock as it throbbed inside her. It was the most intimate thing she had ever experienced, a level of vulnerability that was both terrifying and incredibly exciting.

"Move," she whispered after several moments, her voice husky with desire, "Please... Jax... move..."

Jax obliged, beginning to thrust slowly at first. Each movement was deliberate, measured, designed to maximize her pleasure. Serika cried out, her hips rising to meet his as pleasure built to an almost unbearable intensity.

"Faster," she demanded after several minutes of this exquisite torture. "Please... Jax... faster..."

Jax chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound that sent shivers down her spine. "Eager little thing, aren’t you?" he teased, though there was no real complaint in his voice.

He obliged, increasing his pace gradually. His thrusts became more powerful, more demanding as he claimed her in this new, intimate way.

The room filled with the wet, rhythmic sounds of their coupling, accompanied by Serika’s increasingly desperate cries.

"Jax... Jax... Jax..." she chanted his name like a prayer, her inner walls clamping down on him as her orgasm built. "Don’t stop... please don’t ever stop..."

Jax had no intention of stopping. He reached around her, his fingers finding her clit and rubbing it in tight circles. The additional stimulation was all it took for her to lose her mind moaning.