Chapter 261: Departure**
Kael’s hips slammed against Sophie’s ass, each thrust driving a gasp from her lips. Her tight hole gripped him like a vice, clenching and unclenching with every movement. The sensation was overwhelming—hot, impossibly tight, and so fucking good that Kael had to fight to keep his pace controlled.
"Ahhn— Kael— it’s so— ahhhh—"
Sophie’s face was buried in the pillows, her body trembling with each impact. Her ass was red from the repeated slapping of his hips, the cheeks jiggling with every thrust. Pam! Pam! Pam! The sound filled the room, mixed with her muffled moans and the wet schlick of his cock sliding in and out of her stretched hole.
He pulled out suddenly, and Sophie whimpered at the loss. Before she could protest, he flipped onto his back and pulled her with him.
"Ride me."
Sophie straddled him, her thighs trembling as she positioned herself over his cock. She reached back and guided him to her asshole, then slowly sank down onto him.
"Mmph—!"
The fullness hit her all over again. She braced her hands on his chest and began to move—up and down, up and down, her breasts bouncing with each movement. Milk leaked from her nipples in thin white streams, dripping onto his stomach and chest.
Kael watched her with dark eyes. The sight of this woman—flushed, trembling, riding his cock with her ass while milk poured from her heavy breasts—was almost too much.
"Turn around," he commanded.
Sophie hesitated, confused, but obeyed. She shifted her position, turning to face away from him while still impaled on his cock. Her back was to him now, her ass grinding against his hips as she continued to ride.
Kael reached around her body. One hand found her breast—those large, soft, breast overflowing his fingers. He squeezed, and milk sprayed from her nipple in a thick white arc as he brought it to his mouth and lick it and then he made her lip his finger.
Squirt.
His other hand slid down her stomach, through the patch of trimmed hair, and found her dripping pussy.
"Ah— Kael— both at once— ahhhn—"
He pushed two fingers inside her wet pussy while his cock continued to stretch her ass. The dual penetration made Sophie’s vision blur. She couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, could only feel—the fingers pumping in and out of her pussy, the cock filling her ass, the hand milking her breast.
Schlick, schlick, schlick. His fingers moved faster, curling upward to hit that spot inside her. Squirt, squirt.
Milk sprayed from her nipple in rhythmic bursts, matching the movement of his squeezing hand.
"Kael— I’m— ahhhhHHH—!"
Her orgasm hit like a thunderclap. Her ass clamped down so hard on his cock that he groaned, her pussy gushing around his fingers, her entire body shaking as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through her.
Kael didn’t stop. He kept fingering her, kept squeezing her breast, kept his cock buried deep in her ass while she rode out the orgasm.
"I’m cumming—!" Sophie screamed. "I’m still cumming— ahhhn—!"
Her body convulsed, milk spraying wildly from both nipples now, her pussy squirting fluid onto his hand and the sheets beneath them.
Kael finally let go.
He grabbed her hips and slammed her down onto his cock one final time. His balls tightened, and he came—hard.
Throb. Throb. Throb.
Hot cum flooded her asshole, filling her to the brim. Sophie moaned at the sensation, the warmth spreading inside her.
"Ah— so much— ahhhn—"
He finally pulled out, and cum poured from her stretched hole like a broken faucet. Splash. Sophie collapsed forward onto the bed, trembling, gasping, completely spent.
But Kael wasn’t finished with her yet.
He flipped her onto her back. Sophie lay there with her legs spread, her pussy still dripping, her breasts leaking milk, her face flushed and tear-streaked. She looked absolutely ruined—and Kael’s cock was still hard.
He positioned himself between her legs, his cock pressing against her pussy entrance. Sophie’s eyes widened.
"Kael, are you not satisfied yet— "
He didn’t respond. He pushed inside her.
"Ahhhn—!"
Her pussy was even tighter than her ass had been—or maybe it just felt that way because she was so overstimulated. Her walls clenched around him immediately, milking his shaft, pulling him deeper.
Kael leaned down and took one of her breasts into his mouth. Her nipple was hard, leaking milk, and he sucked it deep into his mouth. Sweet, warm fluid flooded his tongue. Gulp, gulp, gulp. He swallowed her milk while he fucked her, his hips moving in slow, deep strokes.
"Kael— ahh— that’s— don’t— ahhhn—"
He switched to her other breast, sucking that nipple too, drinking her milk while his cock pistoned in and out of her pussy. Schlick, schlick, schlick. The wet sounds were obscene, mixed with his swallowing and Sophie’s broken moans.
Squirt. Milk sprayed from the breast he wasn’t sucking, coating his chest and her stomach.
Each thrust pushed him all the way to her cervix, each withdrawal dragged along her sensitive walls. Sophie’s legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper, her nails raking down his back.
"Kael— I’m— ahhhh—"
He released her nipple from his mouth, a thin stream of milk connecting his lips to her breast before breaking.
He captured her lips in a kiss while his hips continued their steady rhythm. Sophie melted into him, her body relaxing despite the overwhelming sensations, surrendering completely to whatever he wanted to do to her.
Kael felt her walls tightening around him, her breathing quickening, her body tensing beneath him.
"Cum for me," he murmured against her lips.
"AhhhhHHH—!"
Her walls pulsed around his cock, milking him, pulling him deeper. Kael groaned and followed her over the edge.
Throb. Throb. Throb.
He came inside her pussy, filling her with his seed while her walls milked every last drop from him. Sophie moaned into his mouth, her body trembling beneath him as the final waves of her orgasm faded.
Kael collapsed on top of her, his weight pressing her into the mattress. Neither of them moved for a long moment. Sophie’s arms wrapped around him weakly, holding him close, her face buried in his neck.
They lay there together, tangled in the ruined sheets, surrounded by the evidence of what they’d done.
Within moments, Kael was asleep.
Sophie ruffles his hair in a gentle manner as she thought, I wonder which woman will be able to satisfy him. My pussy is so overstimulated right now and I can still feel his hard cock pressing against me.
Sophie sighed, I guess he’s going to be having quite a lot of women. Hope he doesn’t forget me. Afterall, I’m sure he likes younger girls. Maybe he should already have five, or seven.
Sophie sighed again as she finally decided to sleep.
Two days passed.
Kael had spent those two days finalizing preparations, delegating authority, and saying quiet goodbyes to Elena and Nora in the eastern garden while also fucking Sophie.
Now he stood in the cargo hold of a sleek black vessel, watching through a viewport as the thirteen worlds shrank behind them. The ship’s engines hummed steadily, carrying them away from everything familiar.
Yuki stood beside him.
Seated in the pilot’s chair was a man Kael didn’t recognize—tall, lean, with silver-streaked black hair and a cold face. He wore the dark uniform of a Vorn family Guardian Knight, but no mask concealed his features.
"Lord Kael," the man spoke without turning from the controls. His voice was deep, measured. "My name is Brody. Lady Cassandra assigned me as your escort for this journey. I am at Origin Realm, Rank 3."
Kael raised an eyebrow. An Origin Realm master assigned as his protector. Cassandra was taking his safety seriously.
"We should arrive at Planet Morir in approximately two days," Yuki continued. "The Guardians have been notified of your expected arrival."
Kael nodded, his gaze returning to the viewport. The thirteen worlds were became tiny— just points of light in the vast darkness of space as they left the thirteen worlds space.