Chapter 144: Sasuke [7] 18+

Kael shifted his weight and pushed both of Sasuke’s legs higher, nearly folding her in half again. The deep-impact angle let him sink in until there was nowhere left to go. He braced his hands on the backs of her thighs and drove down with short, heavy strokes that forced the air from her lungs on every thrust.

Sasuke’s voice cracked. "Too deep—ahh—pull out—don’t you dare—"

He ignored the words and kept the rhythm brutal and precise. The wet slap of his hips against her filled the room. Each impact pushed a fresh, broken sound out of her throat. Her hands scrambled at the sheets, then at his arms, nails dragging across skin. The anger was still there, but it kept dissolving under the relentless pressure.

"I hate you—nngh—ahh—stop—please—"

Kael leaned in closer, changing the angle just enough to grind against the sensitive front wall with every stroke. Sasuke’s eyes flew wide. A longer, higher cry tore out of her. Her walls clenched hard around him in helpless pulses. The tight, wet heat and the way her body kept fluttering pushed him over the edge.

He buried himself to the root and came. ℯ

Thick, hot pulses flooded her. Sasuke felt every spurt—foreign, heavy, unmistakable. Her whole body jerked. A raw, disbelieving sound left her throat as the realization hit.

"No—ahh—you came inside—another guy just came inside me—"

Tears spilled from the corners of her eyes. She tried to shove him away, but her arms had no strength left. Kael stayed deep through the last pulses, grinding slowly until the final aftershock faded. Only then did he pull out. A thick trickle of white followed, running down the curve of her ass.

Sasuke’s hand flew between her legs. Her fingers came away sticky and shiny. She stared at the mess on her fingertips, breathing hard, eyes glassy.

"It’s finally over, right?" The words came out shaky, almost hopeful. "You got what you wanted—"

Kael’s hands closed around her hips. In one smooth motion he flipped her onto her stomach. The sudden change made her gasp. Before she could push up onto her elbows he was already behind her, knees bracketing her thighs, cock still hard and slick with their mixed fluids.

"It’s not done until I say it’s done."

He pushed back into her in a single thrust. The prone-bone position left her flat against the mattress, ass raised just enough for him to sink deep. Sasuke’s face pressed into the pillow. A muffled, angry cry vibrated into the fabric.

"You said—ahh—you already came—why are you still—"

Kael set a steady, powerful rhythm, hands locked on her hips to keep her exactly where he wanted. Every thrust drove her body forward a few inches on the sheets. The wet sounds were louder in this position—thick, filthy, continuous. Sasuke tried to hold the anger in her voice, but the moans kept breaking through.

"Stop—nngh—I can’t—ahh—my body won’t—"

She could feel the earlier load still inside her, being pushed deeper with every stroke. The knowledge made the humiliation burn hotter. Her hands fisted in the pillow. Soft, unwilling "ahh—ahh—nngh" sounds spilled out of her on almost every impact. She bit the pillowcase to try to muffle them, but the noises still escaped.

Kael fucked her like that for a long time, the prone-bone angle letting him go deep and hard without pause. Sasuke’s thighs trembled. Her back arched despite her best efforts to stay still. The pleasure she hated kept building, forced higher by the relentless pace and the thick heat still leaking out around his cock.

When her arms finally gave out completely he pulled her up onto her hands and knees, then pushed her shoulders down so that her chest stayed low while her ass stayed high—leapfrog. The new position made the next thrust feel even deeper. Sasuke’s voice broke into a raw cry.

"Not this—ahh—too deep—pull out—"

He gripped her waist and drove into her harder. The wet slap of skin on skin became the dominant sound in the room. Sasuke’s breasts hung and swayed with every thrust. Her face stayed pressed to the mattress, mouth open, the angry words turning into a steady stream of broken moans she could no longer control.

"I was a man—nngh—ahh—you turned me into this—and now you’re—fuck—cumming in me again—"

Kael’s breathing grew rougher. He leaned over her, one hand sliding under to squeeze her breast while the other kept her hips locked in place. The dual sensation made her walls clamp down hard. A longer, higher moan tore out of her, completely unrestrained.

"End it—please—ahh—I can’t take any more—"

He did not end it. He kept the leapfrog position and the hard, deep rhythm until her arms shook and her voice was nothing but overlapping cries and curses. The earlier load had been joined by fresh slick; every stroke produced a louder, wetter sound. Sasuke’s body betrayed her completely—pushing back to meet him even as she begged him to stop, clenching around him even as tears of frustration and overwhelm ran down her face.

Kael’s hips finally stuttered. He buried himself to the hilt and came a second time, flooding her with another thick wave of heat. Sasuke felt it—hot, heavy, unmistakable—and a broken, almost sob-like sound left her throat.

"Again—inside—ahh—"

He stayed deep through every pulse, grinding against her until the last of it had been emptied into her. Only then did he slow, still buried, still holding her hips in place while she trembled and moaned helplessly into the sheets.

Sasuke’s voice came out wrecked and wet.

"It’s still not over... is it?"

Kael’s hand stroked once down the curve of her spine, possessive and calm.

"Not yet."

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