Percy Jackson: The Firstborn

Chapter 140: Chapter 140: Hospital Bitch R18

Damon had never felt this impatient before. He was leaning against the wall of the empty hallway, arms crossed, watching the clock on the other side of the corridor. Fifteen minutes. Matatabi and Koneko had gone out to the hospital garden to do whatever cats did when they were bored. The neko was in good hands.

The hallways were empty and silent. Damon was lost in thought, his mind already elsewhere, when footsteps and Venelana’s presence became audible, approaching him.

"Finally," the redhead muttered, not having to wait much longer.

Venelana Gremory entered the hallway. When the Gremory’s violet eyes met Damon’s, her lips curved into a kind smile... full of hidden intentions. "I didn’t expect you to wait for me, Damon-sama. I hope I didn’t keep you waiting too long," the Gremory said, feigning a hint of embarrassment.

"Hmph. Took you long enough to finish talking to your cub," Damon shot back, pushing off the wall.

Venelana shifted uncomfortably, a barely perceptible tremor in her fingers. "I had to make sure Sirzechs understood what he did."

"Mm. I don’t think your son listens to you. Though... if his mother is good enough, I have no problem letting some things slide," Damon said with a smile.

Venelana wet her lips. Her gaze turned hungry. She walked toward him, the sound of her heels marking the rhythm, stopping half a step away — close enough for him to feel the heat of her body... and smell the intoxicating aroma of the god.

The truth was that the Bael was already horny. The thoughts she’d been having about her and Damon while talking to Sirzechs had pushed her to the limit. She was becoming a bad mother... and she didn’t care.

Damon smiled at the look in the Bael’s eyes. This bitch, I only fucked her once and she’s already hooked, the redhead thought at the devil’s obvious arousal.

"If you want, Damon-sama, I can prove it to you," the Bael said, trying to hide how much she wanted him... but her ragged breath gave her away.

Damon wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her against him.

"Look what a bitch you turned out to be. Wanting me to fuck you right here, with your son just a few doors away. You’re even more of a whore than I expected, Venelana-chan," the god said, moving his hands down to the Bael’s plump ass and squeezing it shamelessly.

Venelana let out needy moans, pushing her ass into his hands. "Ahhh... y-you... ahh... you’re irresistible, Damon-sama... please, forgive me," she apologized for her vulgar actions while pressing her face against his chest, inhaling his scent, letting out small moans against his shirt from his caresses.

Without further delay, Damon grabbed her by the ass and lifted her. Venelana quickly wrapped her legs around his waist as they kissed hungrily and shamelessly, her arms circling the god’s neck. Damon carried her into an empty room next door and dropped her onto a hospital bed without ceremony.

The matriarch let out a choked gasp. She was about to spread her legs for him immediately, but Damon had other ideas. He gave her a light slap on the cheek, breaking the kiss.

"Come on, bitch. On all fours," Damon said, his voice low, making it clear he had no time for complaints.

Venelana obeyed instantly. She turned around on the bed, getting on her knees. The white dress hugged her hips and thighs as she lifted her ass for him — meekly, aroused to the bone. She turned her head to look at him over her shoulder with a smile that was pure lust.

"Damon-sama... I need you inside me," the Bael said, wiggling her ass.

Damon gave her a hard slap over the dress. "Ahhhh!" Venelana let out an excited scream. "I’m the one who gives orders here, bitch. Learn that if you want me to keep fucking you."

"Y-yes, Damon-sama..." Venelana nodded quickly, her legs trembling.

Damon grabbed the hem of her dress and hiked it up to Venelana’s waist in one motion, revealing her black lace panties that barely contained her ass. "Look at this," Damon murmured, running his thumb along the curve of her right cheek. "You’re already wet."

"Ahhh..." Venelana bit her lower lip and pushed her ass backward, rubbing against his hand, seeking his warmth.

Damon grabbed her panties by the edges and pulled them down, leaving her pussy and ass bare. Venelana shivered as the cold hospital air touched her wet skin.

Then Damon knelt behind her, grabbed her ass with both hands, and spread her open. "You like being eaten out, don’t you, slut?"

Venelana didn’t answer with words. She just let out a hoarse moan, barely contained. Damon buried his face between her ass cheeks.

His tongue found its target immediately — a hot stroke from her perineum to the edge of her entrance. Venelana arched her back and gripped the bed with her hands, her head falling forward as a guttural moan escaped her throat.

"Ohhh, yesss..." she whispered, almost breathless.

She hadn’t known how much she liked this. But from the moment Damon first tasted her, she couldn’t stop imagining herself in this position over and over. And now here she was... in a public place, her son two doors away, and she was moaning like a bitch.

"A-ahhh... Damon-sama..." she moaned, pushing her ass against his face.

Damon kept the rhythm, his tongue massaging slow circles around her entrance before sliding inside. His fingers dug into the flesh of her ass, spreading her apart for better access as he devoured her.

Venelana opened her mouth in a grimace of pleasure, and the moan came out as a raspy sigh.

"D-Damon-sama... ahhh... yes, like that..."

His tongue moved deeper, and Venelana felt her legs trembling. She grabbed the white sheet and crushed it between her fingers, her head spinning. Damon was in no hurry. He was eating her ass with dedication, enjoying every second, feeling her melt and tremble.

"Fuck..." Venelana murmured against the mattress, her voice breaking. "I’m gonna cum... ahhh... ohhh, yes..."

Damon didn’t stop. One hand slid from her hip down to her lower belly, his fingers finding her clit and pressing firmly.

"Ahhh! Damon-sama! Ahhh, ahhh!" Venelana bit the sheet to muffle the moan, thinking they would hear her. She didn’t know that Damon had already muffled their presence. "Look at you," he growled against her skin. "You’re already cumming, whore."

"Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh!" Venelana’s eyes rolled back. The orgasm hit her like a train. "I’M CUMMING!"

Her whole body shook. The Bael’s juices streamed down her thighs, soaking the bed, as she kept moaning, trembling, instinctively pushing her ass against his face. Damon gave her a hard slap.

"What a bitch you are," he murmured against her skin. "Your son is two rooms away, and you’re dripping like a madwoman."

"Ahhh... ahhh..." Venelana let out a strangled moan, her voice broken. "This... ahh... is too good... Damon-sama... I want more..."

She sucked on the sheet with her mouth open, her eyes glassy. "Please... I want more..."

Damon didn’t need to be told twice. He stood up, and Venelana heard the sound of his belt unbuckling. She turned her head to look at him and saw his cock erect, the tip glistening. "Do you want it, Venelana-chan?" he said, running the tip along her slippery entrance.

"Ohhh, yes... I need Damon-sama’s cock..." the Gremory said, lifting her ass in a silent offering.

Damon let out a laugh. He placed the tip against her entrance and pushed hard. "AHHH!" Venelana’s moan was deep as he filled her in a single thrust. Her eyes closed. The Gremory’s walls contracted around him, sucking him in. "Ohhh... by Damon-sama... ahhh..."

"Do you like being fucked, Venelana?" the god asked, his hand coming down on her right cheek with a wet smack that filled the room.

"Ahhh!" Venelana moaned, clenching around him, and answered by moving her hips backward, meeting his thrusts. "Y-yes... I love it... ahhh..." Damon gave her another slap, hard, leaving the red mark of his hand printed on her cheek.

"Speak properly when I ask you something."

"OHHHH! By Lucifer, yes! I love your cock, Damon-sama!" she moaned, pushing back. "I love it! Yes, YES!"

Damon gave her another hard thrust. "AHHH!" the woman stuck out her tongue, her eyes rolling back. "I c-can’t live without this..."

At her words, Damon fucked her furiously, grabbing her by the neck. "Let me hear those moans," the god ordered, his hand circling Venelana’s throat and pulling back, lifting her torso while he kept thrusting.

"N-no, Damon-sama! Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh!" the Gremory let out bitchy moans. "They’re going to hear us... ahhh..."

Damon simply laughed, knowing the truth, but decided to play along. "And what if they do hear us? What’s your son going to do to stop me? What’s the Underworld going to do? I’ll just tell you, ’Come here,’ and you’ll come like the good whore you are, and I’ll fuck you in front of everyone," the god whispered in her ear.

At those words, the Bael tightened her pussy around his cock, imagining herself being fucked in front of everyone. "AHHH!" she moaned, louder.

"Hahaha... that excites you, bitch. Being fucked and having everyone see what a whore you are." Damon moved his other hand to the Gremory’s mouth and slid two fingers between her lips. Venelana sucked them desperately, her tongue tangling between them, her eyes fixed on him.

Just like that — holding her with both hands, one on her neck, two fingers in her mouth — Damon fucked her without pause. The matriarch rocked back and forth, impaling herself on his cock.

"OHHH! Ahh... mmm... yes, yes, YES" — the Gremory came hard. "AHHHH! I’M CUMMING!"

But Damon didn’t even stop. He kept fucking her through her orgasm, while she sucked his fingers greedily and soaked her thighs with her juices. "Keep cumming, whore. Don’t stop."

"AHHH, AHHH, AHHH!"

Damon kept fucking her, driving hard thrusts through her orgasm. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room. Venelana’s ass moved with the rhythm, her flesh trembling with each strike. Her hands tried to grip the bed, but since Damon had her lifted by the neck, she could only weakly scratch at the sheets.

"I’m going to fill you," he growled, his voice hoarse. "Yes... give it to me... give me your seed, please..." the Gremory begged, her voice muffled by the fingers in her mouth. Her ass moved against the god’s rhythm, desperately.

And before she could even explode again, voices could be heard outside the room. Venelana heard them perfectly: the murmur of male voices along with the squeaking of a medicine cart approaching. Damon grabbed her tighter. "Looks like we have company?" he whispered in her ear, his voice rough.

Venelana opened her mouth to respond, but what came out was an uncontrolled moan as Damon moved his hands, releasing her neck and mouth. Instead, he grabbed her wrists, pulling her arms back, pressing her spine against his chest. "AHHH!" the Gremory moaned, trying to muffle her moans, but unable to do so.

Damon had her completely immobilized now. Her hands trapped at her lower back, her ass pressed against his pelvis.

"Did you hear that?" a male voice asked outside.

Venelana’s heart raced. Panic bloomed in her chest. Damon started thrusting faster, caring little.

"AHHH! N-no! Damon-sama, they’re going to—ahhh, ahhh, AHHH!" the moans tumbled from her throat, each word broken by his relentless rhythm. His hips slammed against her ass with force, the wet, fast sound filling the room while the voices kept talking just on the other side.

"Sounds like... I don’t know. Moaning?"

"You’re hearing things. Let’s go."

Venelana clenched her teeth, biting her lip until she tasted blood, desperately trying to contain the screams building in her throat. But Damon kept thrusting brutally. Each stroke pushed her forward, only for him to hold her with his hooked arms, her spine striking against his chest while his cock pierced through her.

"A-ahhh... p-please... Damon-sama..." she begged, her voice broken, tears of pleasure gathering in her eyes. "They’re going to... ahhh... going to hear us..."

"Let them," he growled against her ear, his voice so close it burned her skin. "Let them hear. Let them know what I do to the Gremory matriarch."

"AHHH!" Venelana screamed, already beyond control, her voice pouring out of her in waves of pure pleasure.

She didn’t know that Damon had muffled the sound. She only knew that he was fucking her and she couldn’t stop moaning even if her life depended on it. "M-more! More, Damon-sama! AHHH!"

The men outside kept talking. Something about the night shift, about a patient on the third floor. And meanwhile, Damon kept thrusting. "I’m going to make you cum so hard," he murmured, his voice low, rough, "that you’ll pee yourself, whore."

Venelana moaned, a sharp, broken sound, and her body responded before her mind. The walls of her pussy clenched around him with force, and the orgasm hit hard. "AHHHHH! I’M CUMMING! I’M CUMMING, DAMON-SAMA! AHHH, AHHH, AHHHH!" — her scream was so loud, so raw, that it should have echoed through the entire hospital.

Her body arched against him, and she felt the heat escaping her. A warm sensation running down her thighs, soaking the bed, dripping to the floor. She couldn’t control it. She was peeing herself while he fucked her, and it was the most pleasurable thing she had ever felt in her life.

"YES, YES, YES!" she screamed, her eyes rolling back, her mouth open, her mind completely gone.

Damon kept thrusting through her orgasm, feeling the warmth of her urine running down her legs, mixing with her juices, soaking everything.

"What a good whore," he growled, his voice full of approval. "Peeing yourself while I fuck you. But you’re only my whore, Vene-chan."

"I’m yours! I’m yours, Damon-sama!" she moaned, her voice barely a broken whisper. "Always yours!"

Damon buried his cock to the hilt and spilled himself inside her. Filling her so deeply. "Ahhh..." she sighed, her eyes closed, a smile of complete satisfaction curving her lips.

Damon released her slowly, letting her body collapse onto the bed. She fell face-down, breathing heavily, her makeup and dress completely ruined, but the Gremory still wore a smile full of happiness.

"Damon-sama..." she murmured against the stained sheet. "Next time... ahhh... I want it to be in front of everyone."

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