Chapter 145: Sasuke [8] 18+

Kael lifted her off the bed as if she weighed nothing. Sasuke’s legs kicked weakly. Her body was still slick and open from everything that had already been done to it. He carried her the short distance to the low table near the window and set her down on her feet, then pushed her forward until her palms landed flat on the wooden surface.

"Stay."

He kicked her feet apart and stepped in behind her. One hand pressed between her shoulder blades, keeping her bent. The other guided his cock back to the soaked entrance he had already used twice. He pushed in with one smooth thrust, burying himself to the base.

Sasuke’s arms trembled. "Not again—ahh—I can’t—"

Kael started moving immediately. Standing doggy gave him full leverage. He gripped her hips and drove into her with long, steady strokes that made the table legs scrape softly against the floor. The wet sound of it filled the quiet apartment. Sasuke’s breasts hung and swayed with every impact. Her newly sensitive walls clenched around him in helpless little pulses.

He kept the pace deliberate and deep for a long time. Every thrust pushed her forward a fraction; every pull-back left her empty for half a second before he filled her again. Sasuke’s breathing turned into short, broken gasps. Angry fragments still left her mouth—"bastard—stop—nngh—hate you—"—but they kept dissolving under the steady rhythm.

Kael leaned over her, chest to her back, and reached around to squeeze one full breast while he fucked her. The dual sensation made her knees buckle. He simply adjusted his grip and kept going, using the table to hold her exactly where he wanted. The standing doggy position stretched on, wet slap after wet slap, until her arms shook and her voice had gone hoarse from the steady stream of unwilling sounds.

Only then did he pull out.

Sasuke sagged against the table, breathing hard. A thick trickle of their mixed fluids ran down the inside of one thigh. Kael’s voice came from behind her, calm and almost conversational.

"Now you’ll remember this night as the night you lost all three of your virginities."

Before the meaning fully registered, one of his hands spread her cheeks and the thick head of his cock pressed against the tight, untouched ring of her ass. Sasuke’s entire body locked.

"Wait—no—not there—ahh—"

He pushed anyway. The pressure was relentless. The head forced its way past the resisting muscle in a slow, burning stretch that made her cry out. Kael did not stop until he was fully seated, hips flush against her.

Sasuke’s hands scrabbled at the table. "Take it out—it hurts—you can’t—"

He gave her only a few seconds to adjust, then began to move. The first few strokes were shallow. The tight heat of her ass gripped him harder than anything else that night. Sasuke’s voice rose into short, sharp shouts with every inch he gave her. Tears gathered at the corners of her eyes.

Kael reached forward, gathered a fistful of her long hair, and pulled her head back. The new angle forced her spine into a deeper arch. He leaned in and bit the side of her neck—not hard enough to break skin, but hard enough to leave a mark—while his hips kept working in steady thrusts. The tail-pipe position left her almost upright, back pressed to his chest, completely open and controlled.

"Ahh—ahh—too much—pull out—"

He answered by driving deeper. The wet, filthy sound of his cock moving in and out of her ass mixed with her broken shouts. One of his hands stayed in her hair; the other slid around to squeeze her breast, thumb dragging over the nipple in time with his strokes. Sasuke’s legs trembled. The dual assault—full stretch in her ass and the relentless attention on her chest—made her voice crack into overlapping cries she could no longer shape into words.

Kael fucked her like that for a long stretch, hair pulled tight, teeth grazing her neck, hips never stopping. Every time she tried to rise onto her toes to escape the depth he simply pulled her hair harder and forced her back down onto him. The tight ring of muscle gradually loosened under the steady invasion, but the intensity never dropped. Sasuke’s shouts turned into continuous, high, broken sounds. Her hands had left the table entirely; they clutched at his forearm instead, as if that could give her any control.

When her knees finally started to give, he changed the hold.

Kael released her hair, hooked both hands under her thighs, and lifted. Sasuke’s back stayed pressed to his chest as he pulled her legs backward and upward, almost folding her in half against him. The new angle let him thrust up into her ass with short, powerful strokes. She bounced on his cock with every upward drive, breasts jolting, head falling back against his shoulder.

"Ahh—ahh—nngh—put me down—"

He did not put her down. He kept the reversed, suspended position and the rough rhythm, using her own weight to sink deeper on every stroke. Sasuke’s voice had gone raw. Every thrust forced a loud, open shout out of her. The earlier loads still leaking from her pussy mixed with fresh slick and ran down over his balls. The wet sounds were constant and filthy.

Kael bit her neck again, harder this time, and kept thrusting until her entire body shook in his arms. Only when her voice started to break into something closer to sobs did he carry her the few steps back to the bed and lower her onto it.

He positioned her on her hands and knees, then pushed her shoulders down so her chest met the mattress while her ass stayed high—bulldog. The moment she was set he pushed back into her ass in one long thrust. Sasuke’s face pressed into the sheets. A muffled, desperate cry vibrated into the fabric.

"No more—ahh—I can’t—"

Kael gripped her hips and set a deep, rolling pace. The bulldog angle let him watch every inch disappear into the stretched ring of her ass. He kept the rhythm steady and powerful, the wet slap of his hips against her the loudest sound in the room. Sasuke’s hands fisted in the sheets. Her back arched and flexed with every stroke. The angry curses had almost completely given way to continuous, uncontrolled moans and short, sharp shouts.

He leaned over her, one hand sliding under to find her clit while the other stayed locked on her hip. The dual stimulation made her walls—both of them—clench hard. A longer, higher cry tore out of her. Kael fucked her through it, fingers circling the sensitive bud in time with the deep thrusts into her ass. Sasuke’s thighs shook. Fresh tears wet the sheets under her cheek.

"Please—end it—ahh—nngh—I can’t take any more—"

He did not end it. He kept the bulldog position and the relentless pace, fingers working her clit, cock driving deep into the tight heat of her ass, until her arms gave out completely and she collapsed onto her chest. Even then he followed her down, still buried, still moving, still pulling broken, helpless sounds out of her with every stroke.

The night was far from over.

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