Page 45 of Alien Devil's Match


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“Jalik, please.” Her voice broke as my tongue flicked over her clit, beckoning her impending orgasm.

“Please what, Serena?” I asked, my voice husky and low as I continued to lap at her swollen folds. She was so wet and ready for me, her juices coating my face.

Her eyelids flickered open to reveal a lustful gaze. “I need you inside me.” Her expression was a mix of raw desire and vulnerability that made my heart race.

Heat emanated from her core, scorching my lips as I kissed and nibbled along her slit. The taste of her arousal made me hunger for more of her. With one hand, I rubbed circles around her clit while the other fumbled with the button on my pants.

Serena’s hands met mine, deftly pushing them down to free my straining cock. I swiftly pulled off her shirt as she removed mine, and soon, we were both completely naked.

I groaned in appreciation as Serena took hold of my throbbing shaft, her soft hands enveloping me with a hungry eagerness that made me jerk. Her touch was like fire on my skin, and I couldn’t help but thrust my hips forward to rub against her hands in anticipation.

With a growl, I rose, pushing her onto her back against the couch cushions, and climbed over her. She writhed under me, panting, grasping the cushions while she arched her pussy against the solid length of me. Her wet folds made my cock twitch in response.

I positioned myself at her entrance. She gasped as I slowly pushed inward, filling her up with each incremental inch until we were fully aligned. Her walls squeezed around me tightly, clutching my shaft like hands of their own.

We moaned as we moved together, our hips meeting in a slow rhythm that mimicked our deep kisses. Her breasts pressed against my chest with each thrust, making it hard for me to focus on anything else but claiming this incredible woman beneath me.

Every time we connected, our bodies shuddered in sync.

I felt her inner walls squeeze and pulse around my shaft, milking me in a way that sent chills down my spine. The scent of her arousal filled the air, making it difficult to think about anything else but losing myself in the pleasure she provided.

Her breathing grew ragged as her fingers dug into my shoulders, urging me on. I continued to plunge deeper into her slick heat, feeling her wetness coat my every inch. We moved together, our bodies becoming one in this intense connection.

Her moans grew louder, fueling my desire to thrust harder, driving deeper as she met me stroke for stroke, her soft gasps echoing around us. Serena’s taste was addicting. Every time our lips parted, I longed for another taste of her on my tongue. It was intoxicating and heady.

Our skin glistened with sweat as we moved together, our hearts pounding, our breaths gasping. Her body trembled beneath me as she rode out the intensity of our lovemaking, her nails digging into my back with a ferocity that matched mine. The sounds of our breathing against each other filled the silence between us, creating a whispered melody that made time stand still.

I pushed deeper into her, my hips pressed against hers. Each thrust elicited another loud moan from her throat. She was tight, so fucking tight, and the feeling of her walls stretching to accommodate me was electrifying. I couldn’t believe this was real. She felt too good and tasted too sweet.

Her inner muscles squeezed and pulsed around my cock like a fist. My tempo grew faster, erratic, matching the frantic beating of my heart.

Her breasts jiggled and slapped against my chest with each hard thrust, the soft sounds mixing with our heavy breathing. She felt hot and wet underneath me, her juices making a slick sound against my stomach each time we ground against each other.

She was close, so very close. I felt it in every quiver of her body against mine. Her nails dug into my shoulders as she arched her back, begging for more.

With a powerful thrust, I was squeezed tight and pulsing deep inside her. Her walls rippled and clenched around me, milking the last drop of control from my shaft. The first spurt of hot liquid shot out as my body tensed, and with one final push, I felt her walls clench and release around me again.

Our breathing slowed down together as we held each other in that moment, our hearts racing from the intensity.

SERENA

The next day, we moved everything from my apartment back to his place. Not that I had a lot of stuff to begin with. But just seeing all my things there and knowing that this time I was staying for good brought such warmth to my heart.

Finally, I was home.

Strong arms wrapped around me from behind, and I grinned as Jalik kissed my cheek. I leaned into him and soaked in the moment. Yeah, I could definitely get used to a life like this.

“How are you feeling today?” Jalik murmured.

I smiled up at him. “Much better. Especially when you’re around.”

He smirked and captured my lips in a kiss. Just as it started to get heated, he pulled away. When I let out a noise of protest, his smirk only grew. “Come on, we have some training to do and we don’t have all day.”

I rolled my eyes but headed out after him. Jalik explained to me their plan to trick my captors into showing themselves without fully cooperating. A plan I was most certainly grateful for. It was confusing to me at first, but it turned out to be genius in its simplicity.

Because the original fighter was disqualified, the last championship match was considered postponed. It could not go on as scheduled. When Erznet was deemed that night’s replacement, it was scheduled as a new, regular match rather than the rescheduled championship fight.

That meant that the audience got to watch and bet on a fight, leaving them happy, but Laxon’s bet, which had been on the original match, was thrown out with all the other bets placed on the postponed match. And when Jalik threw the match to make Laxon believe he won, it didn’t count as losing the final championship match—since it was never billed as anything more than an ordinary fight.

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