V3 Chapter 83

A scream burst out of Regina’s lips as a strong grip handled her chest.

“Haa…”

Her back stiffened as his fingers grazed over her nipples. His head was buried between the glimmering orbs of her breasts, and he was whispering.

“Regina... oh, my dear love..."

“Yes!”

Regina squealed out, drunk on the feeling of her master’s cock so deep inside her pussy. She barely opened her eyes as she looked up at the face of the beast that was trampling over her.

Cian Cahlo.

A tyrant, an absolute monarch who held her on his palm. And at the same time, he was also a Werebeast of Passion and Pleasure- a man belonging to the enemy camp she had once vowed to conquer.

And yet, never did she expected that their destiny would be turned over in just a single second of mistake. Or was it possibly a mistake?

Perhaps, it was just fate dictating her destiny.

Leading her to a place that she ought to belong to.

She looks at him, stared at those soulful red eyes looking back at her.

Love and lust mixed in those gazes. So much it almost intoxicated her.

Looking up into those beautiful, addicting eyes, she almost felt climaxing then and there. His eyes were showing so much lust and passion it was too hot.

She smiled, her lips moving before she was aware it was.

Cian… my very dear master.

She called out to him. That man of a beast desired her, longed to hear her guttural moans. Somewhere between pain and pleasure, a swirling sensation struck her body whole. He drove her crazy, and she loved how does it. Truthfully, she had no problem of being a slave to this Foxman's hot and beastly passion by now.

She who was once a prideful noble had forgotten her pride, her shame, her identity, and anything else. All that mattered was prolonging this feeling of being pleasured by his most adored master, so thoroughly.

“Master! Master! Oh, soo goood!”

Her sensitive flesh walls were stretched out and invaded to their limits while that huge object massaged through her tingling flesh. She could feel a strong stimulation run viciously through her nerves like an electric current. Even though she was trying his best to control herself, she still could not help but let out a sound.

“Ugh…So tight…”

Cian frowned, enduring the strong constriction of that tender hole.

The smooth wall of flesh sucked in that rod greedily, increasing the friction inside, and it also impeded his movements quite a lot, forcing him to have to exert his full force each time.

That strong organ seemed to have remained mostly inside, maintaining an almost fully buried state within his slave. While stretching those walls open, he continued to do shallow thrusts back and forth.

Her body jackknifed against him with the electric contact of his cock against her womb; her whole being began to oscillate wildly and she began to moan in wild cadence. She ground up against him as he bore down into her, and suddenly, she reached up with her arms and pulled his face down on hers.

This time, she forced open his teeth and shoved her willing tongue into his mouth. Cian responded eagerly. He clamped his lips over hers greedily, before thrusting his thick tongue in and curled it around her delicate tongue, suckling and tasting the residual cum within her mouth. Though it was his own cum, Cian realized that he actually didn’t mind it, especially after realizing that his cum (perhaps because it had mixed well with Regina’s saliva) was actually sweet, as if it was mixed with honey.

No wonder, both Regina and Amadea loves swallowing his cum. It didn’t taste like cum at all!

Together, their organs danced a lewd dance, whipping up saliva which flew from their working mouths like surf from the sea on a windy day.

“My Regina, you’re so beautiful.”

Cian’s forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

From the looks of it, he couldn’t stand it any longer. Under his persistent invasion, even Regina’s very depths had become numb and soft from the constant nudging of the hard crown, lowering down its defenses with naivety.

Cian could feel the part deep inside of this hole he had filled up relaxing, and he immediately took this opportunity to thrust strongly towards it, instant lodging his large tip through the weak cervix.

“I love you, Regina… my sweet, sweet Regina~!”

Hearing his heartfelt words, Regina’s lips curled into an incredible dazzling smile. In her pleasured, blurry vision, she could barely hear Cian’s deep muffled laugh. That deep, husky voice, was beginning to utter sweet nothings to her as those lips caressed the corners of her swollen lip gently.

“Master~~”

While it was true she wanted to be dominated, Regina also wanted to be loved.

She loved her Master, and she was in bliss knowing he loved her as well. Even if she was nothing but a slave, or worse, just a whore for her master, a tool to relieve his lust, even still, she desired his affection, and knowing she had it made everything she abandoned worth it.

“Ahh! Master!”

Her sudden cry was blocked off by Cian’s lips.

While kissing Regina, he continued to fuck him fiercely.

Those mystical depths were so soft and wet that it was unbelievable, and the charming inner walls of her cunt still continued to spasm as her honeyed juices poured out as if she were incontinent.

Convulsing, the base of her cunt tries its best to push out that vicious organ, but it only ended up going deeper and deeper. Even her cervix had been opened up by the Foxman's fucking. The feeling of his rock-hard member being massaged by her wriggling flesh brought incredible pleasure to him, and before he knew it, Cian started moving at an unprecedented speed.

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The loud noises of the wetness were shocking while the part where their bodies viciously met was burning hot. The skin where their bodies crashed against each other had turned red from the friction and a bubbling white liquid, a mixture of cum and other juices, began to slip out with each thrust.

The sound of flesh colliding echoes eerily and her wet flower rose to pleasure.

“Uhngg… ahh… haa… Mas… Master…~!!”

Regina’s heart burned as his expanded manhood pounded her insides. Her Master’s cock sawed mercilessly in and out, plowing forward all the way until their dark pubic hairs entwined and were indistinguishable, and she felt his balls smack soundly against her upraised ass crevice, and then he drew it slowly out, and he could feel the warm, fleshy ridges of her cunt clinging to it, and looking down, he saw the ragged edges, pink and moist, as they stuck to his burgeoning cock.

She began to answer his down thrusts with an upsweep of her own, and tantalized his withdrawing cock by a slow, clasping downsweep.

Their days and nights of lovemaking had honed their reactions to a razor edge of precision and their bodies fucked in perfect unison, each completely familiar with the other.

Regina breathed deeply as he lowered his face to her breast, taking it into his mouth and sucking on it gently, letting his tongue run around her nipple. Her hands were on his hips, then slipped up his back and moved up and down his spine, letting her nails just barely graze his skin. She was in heaven from the feel of him deep inside of her, filling her completely and hitting every highly sensitive pleasure-giving nerve.

Relaxing into his rhythm, she allowed her body to take over, her mind buzzing with the pure joy of their union. Her body moved against his, her hips moving to his powerful rhythm as her back arched in response to him hitting just the right nerve, making her moan.

She wrapped her legs tightly around him as his hands rubbed her stomach, reaching her breast and fondling it as his mouth continued sucking her other one.

She closed her eyes, allowing the sensations to wash over her. His touch was driving her to higher and higher levels of excitement; she lost all of her inhibitions and gave herself over to him completely.

He pounded her, filling her, the head of his big prick slamming hard off her cunt walls. She went wild with the hot sensations that coursed through her flesh. His cock felt so good in her cunt. She loved the feel of his hard, male meat!

Regina moaned softly, her entire being engulfed with sensuous desire, and Cian’s gnawing had erupted into an all-devouring hunger, reaching for complete lustful satiation. His hands kneaded her buttocks furiously, digging into the soft flesh.

Suddenly, his fingers dipped and trailed along the widely stretched crevice, searching for her hidden backdoor.

He found it, and she almost jerked away, his maddening probing more than she could take.

Her Master’s fingertip found the tiny working nether ring and again, began to insinuate itself into the tight opening, past the restricting sphincter muscles.

“Master…!”

She shrieked at the initial pain when his finger slipped past the vainly resisting rectal mouth and began to worm further up into heir soft rubbery depths. But there was now no more pain -- her Masters' anal lovemaking of days past had stretched her rectal passage forever.

And before she knew it, she began to enjoy the feel of his finger tunneling in there and she screwed her buttocks down on the burgeoning finger, delighting in the double impalement.

His finger and cock began to screw into her with long rhythmic strokes until her body was buffeted between the two skewers, and she could feel them brush against each other through the thin dividing membrane separating the twin passage down between her legs.

The double fucking carried her body to the heights of passionate abandon, and her skin rippled with the sheer wanton quality of it. She was being fucked, and was fucking back, like a mad whore.

Amadea watched the scene in front of her with a faint smile. Her eyes were riveted on the nakedly entwined couple atop the bed.

She feasted her eyes on the writhing figures on the bed.

Regina’s hands were digging hungrily into her lover’s back, leaving deep red scratches on the smooth surface. And though it looks quite painful, she was certain that it was nothing for him, and the scratches would be gone like an illusion the next moment. Still, she can’t help but revel in the appearance of their lovable slave.

Her face was grotesquely distorted, and her shiny red hair was tangled and mussed. Her legs were kicking furiously in a wild staccato into his lower back as if urging her lover on to greater and deeper surges.

Cian’s entire body glistened from his exertion, completely different than one should expect after just recovering from a deep fatal wound… or did he actually recovered already?

Well, looking at how vigorous and beasty he was, perhaps he had already did recover, well, at least to some extent.

Even from this distance, Amadea could see the hungry clasping hole of Regina’s cunt, opening, and closing, seemly capable of sucking in anything that ventured near. She could see that the outer lips were swollen in passion, and the tip of her reddish clitoris was visibly quivering through the hair-lined flanges. Then Cian plowed forward once more, sinking his rod all the way into her upraised cunt.

"Hhhhnnnn, Master,"

She moaned.

Amadea ran her tongue over her lips.

"Aaaaaaggggghhhhh! Oh, Master, I'm ccuummiiinnnggg!"

She watched as Regina bucking and jerking like a wild woman, her head flailing from side to side, her mouth wide open, her eyes rolling.

Another groan pierced the twilight stillness -- this time a low, male groan and then she saw Cian lurching uncontrollably into her as spasm after spasm overtook him, his testicles jerking as they pumped their hot, scalding sperm deep up into her belly.

They fell together on the bed, gasping and panting like dogs running a marathon under the intense heat of the sun.

“It’s time,”

Suddenly, Amadea stood up with a faint smile and saw Cian recovering immediately and was about to begin the second round, and she immediately stopped him.

“Okay, that’s enough, Cian,”

“Hm? Amadea? Why?”

Cian turned at her and asked in confusion.

“Remember your body has yet to fully recover, don’t make it worse…”

“But I think I’m fine…”

He said, though, not a hint of annoyance appeared on his face, only stubborn persistence. And she loved him for that. At least, he’s not the type that would make ill to people who were clearly worrying about him. One of his few merits under meany demerits of his demonic, and roguish personality.

“And I said no… that’s only what you think in the surface… stand up, and be a dear, and drink this,”

With a sigh, he climbed down from Regina’s body and accepted the bowl of green liquid she had offered. It smells like jasmine with a bit of rose scent. Though, he smelled sweetness as if laded with honey, just what kind of medicine is this?

He doesn’t know, and it’s not similar to a potion either.

Well, if she did say this was a medicine for him, then it probably is. He trusts her that much.

He took the bowl and poured it on his throat without hesitation. It tasted like cinnamon with green-berry. He mused. But then a certain heat surged through his abdomen and he sighs in comfort. It works faster than he thought.

“Thank you,”

“You’re welcome,”

Amadea smiled faintly. She then turned toward Regina and said with a stern look.

“Dressed now Regina, and fixed yourself dear… this time, with more fabric, I don’t want you tempting him for the time being..”

Regina giggled in amusement.

Their relationship has become more of a friend, rather than a Master and Slave like before. Their shared worries and anxiety, taking care of him these past few days had made them grow closer. Or is it the fact that Amadea finally accepted Regina wholeheartedly after her desperate show of concern and love for him.

Whatever the case, Cian likes this change.

Though Regina was without a doubt their slave, still, he wanted her to feel loved and cherished, and be deemed not just a slave, of course, outside of making love, she’s a dear friend and an important family member, not only to him but also to the other women in his side.

“And you, Cian… please take care of your body more, and though exercise is good now and then, please do it moderately.”

She said before placing a faint kiss on his lips. He could not find a better response when she spoke to him like a mother chiding her child.

“Yes, mom…”

Cian rolled his eyes and teased.

But Amadea doesn't seem to mind that and grinned.

“Very good, I love you, dear,”

Amadea giggled.

“I love you too,”

Cian smiled happily.

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