CHAPTER 84: ON THE THRONE (3)

Noel bent Selena’s legs further, pressing them against her shoulders, making her hold them herself, and leaned in to taste her supple body.

From her neck, where he left raw marks with his teeth, his mouth trailed downward, licking, biting, sucking at her pale skin until he reached the stiff peak of her breast.

He latched onto her nipple, tongue swirling in slow, teasing circles, before biting down just enough to leave the imprint of his teeth. Selena’s gasp turned into a shuddering moan, her lips parting with a thin trail of drool sliding down her chin.

Noel caught her mouth again, swallowing her cries, his hand kneading her breast harshly. Between the kisses, her voice spilled out, needy and desperate.

"Yes~ haaarder~!"

Her shameless plea lit a fire inside him. He drove himself into her faster, harder, her walls clutching tighter with every stroke.

Selena’s hunger pushed him beyond reason. Then, suddenly he felt the sudden flutter inside her, the convulsing grip of her pussy squeezing around him. She was cumming.

Her entire body arched off the throne, thighs trembling as her orgasm hit — her slick flooding against his groin in hot waves.

The gush soaked him, dripping down her thighs, her pussy spasming uncontrollably around his cock.

"Aaaaahh~" Selena screamed, raw and unrestrained, her voice echoing through the chamber as if she were being torn apart by pleasure.

Noel didn’t stop. Even as her body shuddered and spilled for him, he hammered into her, dragging out every spasm, every twitch of her convulsing cunt until her legs shook violently and her throat grew hoarse from her cries.

Only when her release finally ebbed did he pull out, lifting her by the hips and letting her stand against the throne. He bent her forward, making her grip the cold handles for support.

And without hesitation, he aligned himself, then slammed into her soaked pussy with a single, brutal thrust that seemed to split her open around him. And Selena’s cry dripping with bliss, resumed.

He set a relentless pace, pounding into her, grunting with effort. The wet slap of flesh echoed obscenely through the room, mixing with her moans.

His breath grew rugged, his chest heaving, and he was close. Yet he forced himself to hold back, watching her face, hungry to see every flicker of ecstasy. His pride demanded it — he wouldn’t be satisfied unless she reached her peak with him.

His hands slid from her hip to her breasts, which bounced in rhythm with his thrusts. He seized them, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh, drawing out another cry from her lips.

Time seemed to blur in the storm of their joining, and then Noel finally growled, "I’m cumming."

"Yes! Fill me with your seed~!" Selena’s voice broke as her body shuddered, her release crashing down in perfect sync with his.

Noel groaned deeply as he spilled into her, rope after rope of molten heat flooding her womb, painting her insides white.

Selena clung to him, her voice reduced to helpless moans as she surrendered completely, her body trembling beneath the weight of his climax. She was his — claimed, filled, and undone by him alone.

When it was over, her strength gave out. Selena slumped to the ground, his cock slipping free with an obscene pop, followed by a rush of his seed spilling out between her thighs and dripping to the floor.

Noel stood over her for a moment, his breath harsh, his body gleaming with sweat. He admired the sight: her back slick and glistening, her ass still raised, his cum flowing down her pale skin. It was a picture of debauchery, and it filled him with satisfaction.

But before he could step back, Selena stirred. With trembling arms she pushed herself up, turning toward him just as his still-erect cock brushed against her cheek.

Her hazy eyes locked on the monstrous thing. She inhaled deeply, as if savoring the intoxicating musk of their union. Her lips parted, breath unsteady, and the more she lingered on its presence, the more drunk and delirious she seemed to become.

"How about you clean it?" Noel said, his tone low and encouraging. And Selena didn’t hesitate. She parted her lips and wrapped them around the head, letting it slip into her mouth.

"Mmm... delicious~" she purred, the word muffled as her tongue swirled around him.

Both hands gripped his length as she trailed her tongue along the shaft, every so often taking the head back into her mouth.

The taste was intoxicating — her own nectar mingled with Noel’s seed — and in time, his length became coated and shining with spit and fluids.

Noel grunted at the sudden pleasure of her eager mouth. His hand came down to the back of her head, and with a sharp thrust he forced her lower.

She gagged before she could even take half of him, pulling back in a fit of coughing. Noel’s hand eased away, but Selena’s gaze burned with something different. She looked challenged, unwilling to give in until she conquered the "treat" before her.

Her lips opened again, stubbornly taking him deeper this time, until the thick head pressed against her throat. She tried again and again, clumsy at first but quickly improving, each attempt more desperate, more determined.

Noel’s breath grew heavier. The way she moved — the sheer hunger of it — made him feel like he could cum again already.

That was why, instead of letting her continue, he stopped her.

He lifted Selena up and carried her to the throne, settling down with her back against his chest. His cock pressed between her thighs, smeared with her slickness and his earlier release, clinging to the heat of her pussy. Then, with one hand, he pulled out his phone from his storage ring.

"Let’s take a picture as a souvenir," Noel said.

Selena, face flushed and messy, eyes hazy with lust, froze in surprise. Shy at first, but still burning, she gave a lewd smile and even raised her fingers in a peace sign.

He didn’t stop at one. He took another while kissing her, one while squeezing her breasts so hard their shape changed, and another with his cock buried inside, her body stretched around him. Every detail, captured.

Only after that did he tuck the phone away and turn back to Selena... their love session was far from finished.