Chapter 27 Sex with the devil
Chapter 27 Sex with the devil
Chapter 27
Kai pov
“I won't drink th_” I didn't allow him to finish the words as I shoved my clenched fist against his jaw, and kicked his balls.
This caused a cry from him
And forced him to his knees.
I didn't stop at that as I ensured I fed him the drink I had earlier grabbed from his grasp.
He gulped and his Adam's Apple bobbled as the drink went down his throat.
Elena stood there in shock, with wide eyes. Her trembling lips moved as if she wanted to say something but nothing was coming out of her mouth.
Her mouth opened then closed back.
In a few minutes. The stranger dozed and collapsed on the floor, snoring.
I dragged him across the floor to a storage room. “I’m not done with him yet.” I ensured, I bound his hands and legs together.
Then, I returned to see Elena still standing. As I made to talk, she approached me and slapped me heavily on the cheeks.
I made to talk again and she slapped me.
I gritted my teeth and my fingers embedded in my palms. No woman has ever done this before to me.
I swallowed, lifting my gaze to hold her.
“How dare you ruin my night?” she questioned.
I sighed before rolling my eyes at her. “Are you for real? You didn't see that he was trying to drug you?” I chimed.
“So? But, at least he will have sex with me and satisfy my hunger tonight. But…” she trailed off her words the moment our gaze got locked.
Her lips ran on her bottom lip and she leaned forward, placing her hands on my chest.
“Unless you'd be willing to satisfy my hunger tonight.” she grabbed my cock but I remained unflicked.
“You'd better not turn me down.” Her hands cupped my cock in her grasp and an electrifying wave jolted in my balls.
My body responded to her touch and I hated this.
In a low but raspy tone, I answered her. “I’d love to satisfy your hunger but I don't have sex with drunk women. You're not in your right senses.” I said, maintaining my pose so as not to fall due to the way her body kept staggering against mine.
“What if I’m not drunk? What if I truly need your cock?” she mumbled, rubbing her lips on my chest, the effect of which aroused me.
“Then you have to prove it.” I snapped.
She lifted her head off my chest and cupped my chin in the heels of her palm.
“Let's get to business,” she said.
She dragged me over to a room and pushed me inside. I peered behind me to see two couples making out.
“The room is taken,” I told her.
We stepped out and tried three other rooms which were also filled with couples making out.
I scooped her in my hands and took her to my reserved room.
This bar belonged to me and I have a reserved room where I make out with several girls.
I dropped her on the bed.
While I stood to rearrange my ties. She came over and hugged me from behind.
“Lie on the bed and let me show you what I’m capable of .” She stood on her toes, running her wet tongue at the back of my neck.
This sent a trickling sensation down my spine and balls.
My balls tightened and constricted at every one of her attempts to make me hard.
“A drunkard can't show me what she's capable of doing,” I answered in a cold tone, trying every possible best to ignore my sexual beast which was starting to get over me.
Elena’s hands dropped from my waist down to my lower region. Her hands slipped inside my pants.
“Only a trial will convince you. I repeat that I'm not drunk and I'm fully aware of what I'm doing at the moment.”
She left me behind and came to my front, then with pleading eyes and tone she said. “Allow me to serve you master even if it's just for the night. Don't be selfish.”
She cried, putting her hands in her panties, scratching and moaning.
As if that was not enough, she pulled off her skirts, and panties and threw them on my face.
“Please.” she drawled in a pleading tone, while rubbing her thighs together.
“I need sex.” she cried out and fell to the floor.
She squats and inserts her fingers into her honeypot, thrusting in and out with her back arched, and head tilted backwards.
Her one hand was on the floor preventing her from falling while the other hand was moving in and out of her pussy.
The drugs the bastard had laced her drinks were starting to take effect.
If I don't sleep with her, she might end up dying of a stomachache.
Elena crawled on her knees towards me with tears cascading her eyes down her cheeks.
“Please fuck me.”
I love these feelings of torturing her while she begged for my cocks.
She reached out for my pants, unzipped them, and brought out my hard erect cock.
She didn't even hesitate as she swallowed the whole length in her mouth to the shaft, her throat making a slurping sound.
She fucked my dick with her mouth, drool pouring out from the side of her mouth.
She stopped and pushed me until I was sitting on the bed, then she pushed me such that I was lying down.
She straddled over me, sitting carefully on my cock, and began to move up and down.
Then in a blink, she stood up moving her ass to my face.
“You little dirty boy im going to fuck your dummy face,” she said, slapping my cheeks lightly.
I stifled a laugh.
“Say yes ma,” she ordered and I obliged.
She moaned as she pushed down on my face, a jolt of pleasure shooting through me as my lips and tongue went to work.
One thing I love doing most is sucking, eating, and drinking pussy.
I had tried my best to avoid her but with her sitting on my face I doubt if I could resist any further.
I pushed into her with my tongue.
She spanked my thighs. “Good boy now get to work and fuck my fucking pussy.”
She moaned as my tongue thrust in and out of her. Her body jerked, but I held her down to my mouth, licking and sucking everything I had to offer.
Her arse thrummed against my face and her thighs wanted to tighten but I pried them apart.
I lifted her arse so that I could breathe. “Welcome to hell Elena, now you'd have to murder me as your arse won't be leaving my face in the next forty minutes.”
“You’ll die.” she tried to say but the remnants of her words broke out in a moan as I bite on clits and finger fuck her.
“I’m afraid you don't get hospitalized by the time I’m done with you.”