by Kaylee Kane
“Hmmm,” sneered as Zonor slowly sank deeper into my cunt. I moaned through my gritted teeth as my pussy throbbed around his digits. I wished I could just shut my ears to the wet sloppy sound that my cunt made. “Your lips are hard as ever. But your pussy is giving in. I still remember how much of a slutty whore you are, Cezane...Seems like you have not changed much. I do not think you can find anyone of my match right here on this planet.”
When I glanced back at the cocky expression on his face, I wanted to punch him in the guts. My will was getting weaker when he drove his fingers into my aching pussy. He thrust them in and out.
“Bad news for you, Zonor. I just fucked your brother!” I laughed and reveled at the hint of jealousy on his face.
“Your standards have dropped, Cezane! Let me teach you what a real cock is like!” growled Zonor. He increased the speed, awakening the primal need inside me. I kicked my legs back but Zonor pinned me down and spread my legs. He spread his fingers inside me to spread my pussy, sending a flame of heat into my core.
“Clearly, that’s what you want too. You are so wet already, Cezane.”
I wanted to protest when his other hand grabbed onto my breasts. “Mmm…oh fuck,” I muttered. His skillful palm kneaded my nipples, molding and reshaping them. I could feel his cock blossom into an engorged weapon, poking against my tummy in urgency.
I glanced back and was met with his hungry eyes ogling at me. Sweat pooled on my chest and dribbled down my forehead.
I took my time to admire his beautiful features and masculine build. Every part of him oozed sexual aura. His wickedly sexy lips parted slightly as his warm breath kissed my face. I wanted to taste my tongue in the sweet depths of his mouth again.
Damn. Hating Zonor was so hard. I was denying myself what my heart yearned for the most. And I was not sure how long more I could resist when my resolve was starting to cave in.
How could anyone resist this dangerous godly appeal?
By the look in his eyes, I knew he wanted me as badly. It was just a game to see who gave in first.
“You want me to fuck you, don’t you, my sister?”
Damn. That hot, sultry voice sent sparks flying in my stomach. His fingers were strumming my G-spots, sending me closer and closer to the edge. I could not think straight anymore.
“Yes…yes, brother…I want you to…please…”
14
Cezane
It hurt my dignity so much to admit openly how much I wanted it. But my slutty side was thankful for my courage. Even if I had not said it with my mouth, my wet, throbbing pussy would have given it away.
Not to mention, he could read my mind, right?
I hated myself more when the smirk peeked from Zonor’s lips. “Of course!” Could he stop being so fucking cocky for one second? Why did he always make me want to punch his face and sit on his face at the same time?
My stomach flipped when I suddenly felt like I was in midair. The world spun around me when I realized that Zonor had lifted me up and now I was straddling on his shoulders. I wrapped my arms around his neck for support.
When I looked down, I realized that his mouth was inches away from my wet, aching pussy. Zonor looked so damn hot from up here as he licked his tongue over his lips, preparing to give me head.
“You have no idea how much I have missed this pussy. Ever since I taste the nectar from between your legs, I know I want nobody but you, Cezane,” growled Zonor, his tongue started lapping at my throbbing cunt, sending sharp jolts of excitement through me.
I writhed like a whore as I bucked my hips, thrusting my hips forward against his mouth. His hands grabbed and kneaded my ass. I pinched my eyes closed as I rode his face. My fingers raked through his hair and tugged him hard.
His skillful mouth sucked onto my pussy while his tongue thrust in through the opening. He fucked my lightly and shallowly with his tongue, making me beg for more.
My whole body was aching with primal need. “Mmm…it’s too much…it’s too much…” I growled and trailed along his shoulders, feeling the bulging muscles of the tensed shoulders.
Zonor pulled away with a slurp and wiped his glistening chin over his sleeve. “You want something bigger and harder inside, don’t you, little slut?”
I nodded greedily. My whole body turned into quivering jelly. If Zonor did not give me what I wanted sooner, I was afraid I would combust into thin air.
I saw Zonor’s lewd smirk through my half-open eyes when I heard the familiar unbuckling of the belt. I glanced down and saw my raw pink pussy glistened with a mix of pre-cum and spit. I looked over my crotch and saw Zonor’s massive cock bobbed between his legs.
I almost passed out from exhilaration. I looked up at Zonor and noticed his adam apple bobbed up and down in his throat. I followed his hand when he clutched onto his shaft and pumped it up and down. Pre-cum spilled from the eye and slicked all over his knuckles.
I just wanted to bend over and lick off all his horny juice.
The sight of the massive cock I yearned and missed so much made my heart flutter even harder. Suddenly, Zonor clutched me on the hips. I looked up at him and his dreamy eyes were glazed with lust.
A gasp escaped my mouth when he lifted me up. “Mmm…oh god…” I could feel the engorged head of his cock against my raw pussy. He hovered me right on top of him and let his cock rub sweetly against my sex.
My muscles trembled in agony. I caught the wicked smile on his face. He was teasing me, not giving me what I wanted most. I mustered up a pleading face at him.
“Why, my sister? Did you want something? Why don’t you tell me what you want?” growled Zonor. He bucked his hips up, thrusting his cock lightly against the opening of my pussy.
Of course, he wanted me to beg like his submissive little slut.
“Please…brother…please…let me ride your cock…” I begged him. My lust was too strong, it overcame my ego.
Zonor smirked, “Of course, my beloved princess. It’s all yours to play with…” He spat on his palm and rubbed it all over my pussy. I threw my head back when he bent forward and sucked on my nipples through the thin fabric of my dress until it became a dark wet spot.
Zonor slowly let go of me and let gravity impale me on his massive shaft. I gritted my teeth and clutched onto his shoulders for support. His free hand groped along the curve of my breast and sucked my elongated, erect nipple in his mouth.
“Oh, shit…oh shit…” My eyes fluttered closed. It was so hard to focus when bolts of pleasure sizzled from my nipple and my core at the same time. I could feel the raw tingling of my pussy as the cock stretched and spread the wall.
I grinned sheepishly to myself and glanced down to see how tightly my pussy wrap around his cock. Zonor was only halfway inside me but I could feel him deep in my tummy. I was not sure how much more I could take it.
My hot breath rushed out through my gritted teeth. My shaky legs parted wider to accept his cock. I thought I was sitting fully on him when Zonor suddenly lifted me up again.
“Oh fuck!” I felt like my internal organs had been pulled out with the pressure. I caught a cursory glance of his smirk before he lowered me again. This time, his cock sank in with much ease.
My pussy was soaking wet right now I could feel our juice running down my legs. His cock fitted in snugly inside me. It was as if it had found home again.
“Your pussy is so tight and warm inside,” muttered Zonor. “I missed fucking it so much.” His fingers tightened on my hips as he spoke.
Before I could say something, he started bouncing me up and down. My breasts bobbed up and down heavily on my chest and Zonor feasted his eyes on them before he started grabbing and putting them in his mouth.
“Oh, shit…oh shit…” I pinched my eyes closed and luxuriated in the moment when Zonor’s wet, warm tongue teased my nipples.
When I opened my eyes, they were raw and erect. I glanced down at my pussy. A surge of lust shot through me. Damn. Th
ere was not a space inside me that he had not marked and branded.
His hands continued to grope along my curves and every inch of my skin. It was as if he was trying to erase Dykron’s traces on my body and left his mark all over me again, claiming his possession.
Zonor’s cock buried deep inside me, slamming against my pelvis with every strong blow. My heart started to spin. I was getting so fucking close to the edge.
I still remembered the first time he had made me come on him and I wanted the history to repeat itself. Again and again.
I started bucking my hips back and forth, grinding against his cock. I had no idea when he had stopped lifting me. All I knew I was riding him with heated passion, grinding my pussy aggressively against him, greedily and desperately reaching for my orgasm.
“Keep going, my baby doll,” growled Zonor as he grabbed my breasts in his hands and pinched my tits.
My engorged clit felt like on fire as I continued to ride his cock. The color on his cheeks darkened. I shifted gears and ground faster and faster, trying to satisfy the rampant desire taking over my body.
“Arrgghh…” growled Zonor. He clutched tightly onto my hips and roared into my breasts. Stars burst in my eyes as my cum seeped from my pussy and dribbled down the floor.
I felt a warm spot blossom in my tummy as Zonor’s cock plunged deep in my guts and released. His eyes were red and pregnant with satisfaction when he pulled out and shot the rest of his cum onto my tummy and filled up my belly button.
Our chests heaved and fell in sync as I collapsed like a rag doll in his warm, welcoming embrace.
“I miss you so much, Cezane…” wheezed Zonor, his breath scalded the skin on the back of my neck.
A course of love for him bounced around me.
“I miss you too, Zonor…”
I looked up and saw Zonor’s eyes lit up with delight. “Do you really, Cezane?” he asked in his bated breath.
I nodded. Zonor smiled and clutched my face to kiss me. I closed my eyes to savor the moment of his warm mouth pressed against mine. I had no idea how long time had passed until we peeled away.
“Are you coming back with us? To save Athyles? And become my queen and the mother of our children?”
I could not stop myself from smiling sheepishly as I nodded more vigorously.
“Yes, Zonor. Yes, I will.”
“I love you so much, Cezane.” Zonor grabbed my neck and kissed me again.
15
Cezane
I glanced around at the ugly, dire state of Athyles from the arched window of the Athylian Palace. “What the fuck?” The flags of Athyles were waving at half-mast. People were mourning the deaths of their relatives. The planet had taken tolls from the Plague.
“This is why we need you here, Cezane,” said Rosia sullenly. “We know it is not fair for you, but this is our last resort to–”
I turned around, my eyes darted between Zonor and Rosia. “I am down. But I am not sure if my blood is strong enough against the Plague.”
“You are a hybrid, Cezane. Your blood is the only thing that can fight against the Plague,” said Rosia, her voice laced with urgency. My eyes bounced between the two. I nodded.
“If it takes only my blood to save the entire species, I am willing to do that.”
Rosia smiled. “We should proceed to the lab right now. Once we collect your blood, the research team will amplify the markers and distribute the antidotes to the victims.”
Urgency catapulted our feet down the hallway. I tried not to remember the incident that had happened between Zonor and me in this very hallway. I fought to put on a straight face when we walked past the spot where Zonor and I first made out.
Where Zonor first took my innocence.
I accidentally glanced up at Zonor and he shot me a lewd smirk. I cleared my throat and pretended not to see that. Zonor must have read my mind. That sneaky bastard.
I glanced at Rosia to make sure she did not see any of these.
Zonor was about to say something when a loud blast shook the ground. I threw my arms over my face when I saw a flash of light, following by the crashing of the walls. My stomach plummeted when the ground trembled beneath the soles of my boots.
Losing my balance, my arms flailed in the air as I desperately groped for support. My fingers found the wall and I held on for dear life. A veil of smoke mushroomed in front of my eyes, blinding my vision. The thick smog choked me. I coughed and spluttered as I looked for the flitting shadows in the dark.
A haze of fear bounced around me. I was worried about Zonor and Rosia’s safety. I had no idea what just happened. I only saw what seemed like a crash into the wall of the palace.
“Zonor! Rosia!” My voice sounded warped. The collapsed ruins must have trapped me inside. My nerves began to rise as I feared for my own safety. I groped in the obscure darkness until I grabbed onto some sort of a handle.
“What the fuck is this?” I muttered to myself as I felt the handle up and down. It looked like it had been wrapped with some sort of fabric. Then, it started to move.
My heart almost popped out of my chest when I realized I had been holding onto someone’s erection. My cheeks warmed up when I thought it must have been Zonor!
“Zonor! It’s not the time–” I gasped and stepped back in fear when the owner of the massive erection moved into the column of light. I immediately recognized the deep-set brooding eyes.
“Wrong brother, my dear Cezane…” growled Dykron.
“What the fuck?” I muttered to myself as I could not believe my eyes. How did Dykron get into here? I staggered back until my back was connected against the wall behind me.
Dykron’s ripped chest muscles glowed under the sliver of light. His tanned skin was glistening with a thin layer of sweat. “What are you doing here?” I asked, my voice trembling. I could not help myself ogling at his naked top.
“I am here for a cleansing ceremony, Cezane!” growled Dykron. “Have you forgotten how King Zelius had treated you, Cezane?”
I gulped at the dark murderous gleam in Dykron’s eyes. His hatred for King Zelius dripped heavy over his words. I could not really blame him. He was the true king of Athyles, but one mistake had cost him the throne and family.
“I cannot do this, Dykron,” I sounded weaker than I intended. Dykron’s gaze pierced deep into mine. I shook my head and looked away from his maniacal gaze. “I cannot let the Athylians die in vain! After all, King Zelius had rescued me from space and raised me like his own! I have the blood of the Athylian king in me!”
I lunged at him and tried to kick him in the guts. Dykron reacted faster. He grabbed hold onto my ankle and held fast. He was so strong, I could not writhe free from his iron grip.
Dykron shot me a wry smile. “It seems that you really can’t keep your legs together.”
I gnashed my teeth and was about to send my punch up his face when he twisted my leg and flung me against the wall. I was midair before my back was connected in a loud thump against the wall.
“Argh!” I cried out as pain ripped through my spine. I collapsed to my sides and gasped for air when a shadow loomed over me. I looked up and saw Dykron tower over me.
His package was so huge, prodding against his pants, it almost blocked his face. “I cannot believe you have chosen Zonor over me! What kind of bullshit did he spoon-feed you with?”
Dykron’s paw reached towards me to grab my hair when he suddenly staggered back. My heart leaped with joy when I saw Zonor. I almost cried out but the pain in my spine cut me off.
Zonor’s arm blurred. He punched Dykron on his face with a dull thump. I could feel Dykron’s blood spray on my face. I gritted my teeth and pulled myself up, fighting against the burning pain inside me.
I groped my arms and noticed that my left elbow was bleeding. I hardly saw anything in the dark, only the blurry movement of the two men beating each other up. It was so hard to even see who was winning. But I was rooting for Zono
r.
I had seen how he beat the fuck out of Dykron in front of the bar the other night.
“Cezane!” I heard another muffled voice before I recognized it had been Rosia. Oh yes shit! I almost completely forgot Rosia was with us. I groped in the dark following the source of the sound when the sudden brightness descended upon us.
Another loud crash knocked me off my balance. I crouched down and buried my face in my arms. I peered through my half-open eyes and realized that the ruins of the walls that shrouded us had been removed.
“Help!” cried Rosia. My head was spinning trying to get my own bearings.