Chapter Twenty Eight

"Take anything you want, my Lion, it’s yours, all yours.”

With her leg-lock on his muscular thigh, Alina began urging him forward into the quietly whimpering maid again. Her painted nails teased the short hairs on the back of his neck as she rolled her luscious hips and stropped his broad shoulders with her enchanting face as though scent marking him like an animal with her flawless cheeks and slick, heavenly cunt.

“All for you, Master, all for you.” Kitten vowed in reverent whispers. “This fertile young womb is yours to fuck and fill with a litter of my own to raise in your honor. Don’t you want me to swell large with your babies, Master? To see my fat titties growing even bigger with gallons of fresh milk just for you?”

“Aaaw~ fuck, that’s so goddamn hot!” Levi rumbled, quickly picking up the pace from where he left off. Plunging his adamantine enormousness into the squealing girl’s gushing snatch. “You better be ready. I’m going to pack that sweet little belly so full of my sticky cum, it might pop!”

“Yes, Master, pleeeease… yes!”

Honestly, the warning was probably unnecessary and too late by half. As the continuous small jets and bursts of his potent emissions had probably dumped over a pint of pearly impregnating seed into the ravenous raven-haired beauty already.

“Do it, my Lion! Claim her, make our Kitten indisputably and irrevocably yours forever.” Alina moaned, pawing at his stubbly jaw and rugged chest like a woman possessed as her perfect pink pussy left moist splotchy kisses on Levi’s loose belt line. “She will be your prize, a trophy to be displayed as living proof of your virile might and unassailable strength. Show the world how truly great you have become!”

An angry vein throbbed on his temple as Levi railed the bucking bimbo maid like a mega-busty chunk of fuck-meat upon his raging rigidity. He hoisted her bubbly tanned ass high into the air as Kitten’s wobbly arms gave out and her drool-covered chin landed with a splat into her expansively inflated cleavage where it was flattened against the polished table top.

“Dios mio~!” She wailed, her trembling legs kicking uselessly in mid-air. “Do it, Master, pump me full of your life-giving seed and make me your personal fucktoy for all time!”

Levi growled, baring his sharp canines and thrashing his tawny mane of hair about as Alina glued her glorious self to his side, pushing and encouraging him in hot breathy gasps of searing, dripping arousal.

He was riding a knife’s edge, wheelbarrow fucking Kitten into the table as though he wanted the break the furniture in twain and drill her spasming cunt into the tiled kitchen floor. Then a soft, cushiony sensation met his rocky underside where it ricocheted in and out of the howling Latina’s clutching, climaxing channel.

“The fuck?”

Leaning back, Levi looked down to see a previously forgotten Dolly kneeling between them, pressing her plush purple lips against the joining of his and Kitten’s spouting nethers.

Leopard print leggings were painted onto the candy-haired Asian fuckdoll’s trim butt and thighs, her pale rubbery tits propped far out in front of her by a neon pink demi bra covered in a long-sleeved fishnet top that was warped into new shapes by the **** contours of her prodigious chest.

"Mmmmlurp~!" The vapid Korean bimbo gurgled her enjoyment, clearly trembling in carnal pleasure as the froth of Kitten's cum-stuffed cunt coated her puckered mouthpussy and ran across her peachy upturned cheeks. "Mwore, Mwaster… Dolly wants mwore…"

“Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” Levi roared, jacking the ecstatic maid on his goliath cock as his gorgeous Alina preened and writhed against his side, showering him in her intoxicating affection.

“That’s right, nothing can stop you, Darling. No man will dare stand against you. No woman would ever deny you again. That Britney girl will fall to her knees before you…” She panted into his ear. Hot breathy words that resonated deep inside Levi’s churning psyche. “No more fear, no more holding back. You are a true Lion now, MY Lion! A fearsome hunter and defender of your pride. Let the cruel, uncaring world know that you will not cower like a frightened rabbit any longer. Show them your fangs and claws!”

“Yes, Master, yesyesyesyesyes~!”

“Mwore, Mwaster, mwore…”

Levi was being bombarded on every sensual level.

The taste of Alina’s ruby lips against his as she smashed her mouth into him with a single-minded passion. The feel of their supple, willing bodies and Kitten’s squeezing tightness wrapped around his surging shaft. The smell of hot sex and sweet feminine perfume pervaded his nostrils. The sight of three utterly devoted and porn-worthy knock-outs fawning over his tall, powerful, completely ripped physique. The sordid sounds of them pleading for him to cum and spray them–inside and out–with his boundless baby-making batter…

“Oh fuck, take it… take it all!” Levi bellowed, throwing his shaggy skull back as a jolt of searing pleasure lanced through him and he erupted explosively directly into Kitten’s thirsty womb.

“Yaasssss~!”

Pulse after heavy pulse of his molten seed burst from him like a celebratory cannonade. Levi’s head spun as he emptied his overactive balls into the shrilling lust-crazed Latina impaled upon his belly-bulging turgidity, until his ludicrous load ruptured the skin-tight seal of her stretched pussy lips and a river of their mixed juices cascaded over Dolly’s pretty, blissed-out face.

“Glmmnnff~!’

The candy-haired plaything glorped and gargled her sticky prize–visibly quaking in her own orgasmic throes–as the erotic excess dripped down in thick globules and pearly ropes into her shiny mountainous cleavage. Her glazed almond eyes crossed, her slobbering jaw sagged, and her little pink tongue lolled as the crotch of her sheer animal-print leggings slickened with a wet sheen from her own euphoric expulsions.

“That’s it, that’s it…” Alina crooned lovingly up at Levi. Her brilliant gunmetal gray eyes monopolizing his attention as she ground her achingly alluring, lingerie-clad figure against him. “Take what is yours. Take it all and never look back, my darling Lion.”

Finally finished and momentarily sated, Levi felt mildly woozy from the powerful sense of being utterly drained. Lowering a distinctly happier and fuller looking Kitten back down to the tabletop, he gave her big round ass a friendly swat and let his impressive length slide out of her puffy folds. Her ravaged slit gaped and a torrent of his steamy spunk started to bubble out before Dolly scrambled up to attach her purple face-pillows to the gushing source.

“Thank you for claiming my Kitten, Darling. She will be so much happier now knowing you have marked her with your virile seed.” Alina cooed, immediately running her manicured nails down his chest to languorously wrap her clever fingers around his nectar-soaked hardness. “You are going to be such a fierce protector and wonderful provider.”

His cock never really went limp anymore and the bewitching Goddess’s soft grip couldn’t entirely encircle the meaty width as she began to leisurely pump Levi again. She performed the action beautifully–just like everything else she did–at an easy, unhurried pace that seemed to say she could cheerfully stroke him for days on end without cease.

Levi didn’t doubt that she could, and would–without hesitation or reservation–if he asked it of his gorgeous Lioness. He smiled lovingly at her, then quirked a curious eyebrow as he looked down her lacy top.

“You are leaking, my Lioness.” He noted critically, staring at the decidedly dampened neckline of her tiny negligee. Creamy beads of white lactate formed and dripped through the thin lacy fabric. “Is that for me too?”

“All for you,” Alina moaned in avid anticipation, drawing back her slim shoulders and thrusting her perfect milky mounds up at him like twin offerings. “Every part of me is yours, Darling!”

Hooking a muscular arm around her lissome waist, Levi tugged his voluptuous lover closer, lowering his head to tear the slinky sleepwear away with his sharp teeth. Her perfect chest bounced bountifully free and her pointed pink nipples glistened with dribbling lines of rich milk.

Levi growled in satisfaction when his lips closed around a rosebud tip and the familiar flavor of vanilla flooded his taste buds. Sweet as a certain Russian dessert. Soft hands threaded through his dense russet mane and pulled him tighter into her deliciously flowing bosom.

“Drink deep, my mighty Lion.” Alina purred, intense desire heating her exotically accented words as he began to glut himself on her heavenly cream. “Afterwards I will show you some of the more interesting toys in the garage, and you can tell me how best to deal with that black-hearted harpy you call Britney.”

Then, soft as the beating of butterflies wings, she began to sing for Levi in a soulful coloratura soprano and somewhere in the far off distance, the ghost of an orchestra began to play…

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