Chapter 34 (R-18)

Conner POV

"I hope Nina has returned the stealth jet," I expected as I had informed her beforehand. 'I don't want my image to get degraded in charle or Lady Jean's mind.' I thought.

Well without wasting anymore of my precious spare time I teleported to the hideout where Nina and all new members were resting.

"Let's surprise Nina." I declared while going inside the building imagining her reaction as I grinned.

The place was located in New York, next to the most expensive 5 star hotel. And inside the builder the hideout was underground 7 floors which can only be accessed by very few people only whom I trust.

Looking at myself in the mirror in the elevator I saw both of my eyes one red and one purplish glow.

'It's so menacing and scary!' I reacted and more thought arose that the girls might get more afraid out of my appearance.

So I decided to cover them with a piece of cloth.

As the lift stops I was in, I went out and the first person who I met was none other than Nina herself

'Quite a coincidence for sure..' I said in my mind.

"Surpise Nina!"

"B-Boss!" Nina stared at me from toe to head. Upon recognising me she immediately shutter while speaking and had a multitude of emotion messing up her mind which was quite evident.

".....Nina why are you not wearing anything? Perhaps you are exhibitionist or you are really feeling like home and relaxed." I came up with some theory and as my nose took on her body scent one thing was confirmed.

'She is high as fuck. No Cap.' "Be honest, are others also in the same state as you?" I seriously asked looking into her eyes while she averted her eyes and glances in a random direction.

She was hesitant and shame can be seen clearly in her body language. ".....Yes, except those who are not present."

"Let me guess, Ada, Mara and Frost?" I speculated as they had influence on the full crew as well as won their trust because of the mission success. "How *hic do you know?" She asks in complete disbelief.

"Well common sense which is not so common anyway. Do you mind if I join, I don't remember the last time I had time to chill a certain agent came for my life. You know." I responded to her questions and added a point so she could remember what she did back then.

"I am still sorry, Boss….." She apologised but she jiggled her big puppies. "I was such a bad girl back then….. How about you punish me? Alone~" She suggested as she came closer to my ears then whispered, her voice filled with her burning lust and desires.

"Perhaps I can." I responded while she pulled me into the nearby empty room. "Can I undress you, Boss~" In her bewitching seductive voice she whispers again in my ear as I sit on bed waiting for her.

"You can." I prompted her.

She seems eager for a round as she says she is, and she's willing to do what I say and what I want without a fuss. And besides... She's clearly a thirsty woman looking for something to sate herself, and all her begging and posturing has given me the sudden need for an outlet.

She's already on her knees, so I don't have to put her in any better of a position: I moves my hand fondling her melons which slowly turn me on as well as her, her dripping tongue slips from her mouth to wet her lips displaying just how thirsty she is – in preparation for what's about to come next.

I lift it straight up, its length towering over the kneeling girl's face; her eyes cross and her pupils shrink at the sheer magnitude of my manhood, and when I release, and the whole weight of my dick comes crashing down onto her, she flinches.

My meat hits her with a thick, wet 'plap,' my tip drooping over the edge of her forehead and against her scalp. She shudders and sighs, in through her nose and out through her mouth, imprinting my scent on her nostrils and letting her warm breath caress my base and my balls.

Every little motion she does works to get me harder: my dick bulges and bulks from the stimulation, and, after one more grind of your cock against her features, you decide that I'm hard enough, and pull backward, realigning your tip with her mouth.

I gently push forward, parting her lips with your tip, and she doesn't provide any resistance beyond keeping her lips a bit pursed for mine pleasure. Once my head gets in, she clamps her lips slightly into my shaft, giving me a bit of friction to push past, and I feel her tongue gently lapping at the underside of my dick, tasting it and tickling those clusters of nerves just beneath my dick's head.

She hums in delight, her eyes craning upwards to my gaze for my approval; the corners of her lips rise into a half-smile, coyly letting me know that she likes where she is and what she's tasting, and asking if I'm enjoying it, and if she should proceed.

It's not a question that needs answering, of course. Now that I'm firmly in her mouth and she's made it clear that she's not about to try anything funny, the seductress Nina takes the initiative and leans forward, sucking more of the shaft into her mouth with a long, lurid slurp.

Inches vanish into her hot, dripping maw in one pass, until she makes it halfway down my longer-than-most shaft.

I can feel the head being tightly squeezed and massaged by the recess of her throat, and her tongue licks and lathers along everything currently inside her – but even a slutty, corrupted girl like herself has limits that need to be teased before they can be broken, and I just have too much cock for her to suck to take in more than half.

An impressive feat, given your attributes, but it won't be good enough for either me in the long run.

I start pumping into her mouth, sliding myself in and out of her tight, slippery lips by the inches and shoving it all back, testing her depths and her limits.

She, for her part, is perfectly comfortable taking me into her gullet as deeply as she's established that she can; with every other thrust, I test that depth, sinking a bit more into herself and stretching her throat out from the inside.

She occasionally gurgles and sputters on my meat, but she doesn't move or resist like I was choking her and she needs to breathe, so, I take no news as good news, and press on with fucking her slutty mouth.

She doesn't have the time or the breath to spend on moaning around my cock as it violates her face, and the only ambience between it as the wet sound of her saliva slurping and spreading on my shaft with pass and the muted, strained gurgling of her throat stretching to accommodate my immensity.

Her tongue is hardly idle as it coils and wraps and squeezes on the cock every time I reintroduce it into her mouth.

But it's more than just her using her tongue properly: it slithers along the shaft almost like a worm, or a snake, and it constricts at varying points with different intensities and directions, as if she can control only part of her tongue at will and not the entire thing at once.

I can't see it, but it feels longer than it should, almost like his dick's wrapped in a cocoon of demonic tongue. When she sinks her head deeper onto his cock, her tongue coils in the opposite direction, applying pressure from my base to the tip – it's like I'm being sucked off by two mouths at once, each of them with a different method of achieving the same thing.

She smiles that same, coy, knowing smile as before, and she slides down further, and further, and further, inches of my cock vanishing wholesale into her gullet; where before she had limits that I was gently teasing and stretching to fit more of myself into her.

She, almost effortlessly, breezes right past those limits and inhales more and more of the shaft into her thirsty, apparently-empty mouth, hindered only occasionally by her adjusting herself so she can take a breath through her nostrils.

I had no reservations about going hilt-deep inside her before, but she's giving me a reason to reconsider.

She angles it downward, towards the swell of my balls and mapping out their contours and testing their density with a gentle-but-insistent heft.

She was like a succubus, that much is beyond a doubt, and I know that because it feels like it's only been a few minutes at most, and I'm already on your edge.

She does everything in her biology she can to bring me to orgasm, and it all catches up to me in a hurry.

From the deep throating, to the curling and coiling tongue, to the way her throat is at both an endless, bottomless pit and a claustrophobic vacuum that hotly squeezes on every vein and drinks every offering with ease... I thrust, but I accomplish little more than a few bucks and shivers with how tightly I'm confined inside her, and the effort is pointless anyway.

I feel the rushing wave of your orgasm launch up inside me, causing my balls to clench into me and for my cock to engorge.

She knows it's coming, and, with a heavy suck, she gets all that she had hoped for, and more: my white cum shoots from your tip, straight into the pit of her throat and down into her stomach, forcing her to chug every last load that you have.

Her tongue rolls across my hot skin, milking my shaft in time with my loads, and her tongue tip cradles my nuts, coaxing out every drop that you have to give her.

I'm capable of putting out more than your average human, and from the look in her eyes, she wasn't expecting me to be quite so virile. And yet, her body takes it all, one chug at a time, as if she was built for it.

While all this thing was taking place there were few people outside watching everything emotions like envy, jealousy, anxiety and lust were slowly eating away their remaining rationality and they bragged in.

With other, Third person POV

"I think we should call Hera and Kara for help, what's your thoughts mother?" Malenia asked as she was very slow and is not good at crafting runes or drawing symbols; it was opposite to her forte.

"Hmm, we can. With their aid all of this can be finished in a few hours." Seeing her daughter struggles and low rate of productiveness Marika affirms her daughter's claims.

However, instead of her, Rani called the twins. "Hera, Kara, can you come here quickly?" Her voice was low as if the twin was sitting next to her, but she did that because the twins were superhuman hence their 5 senses were a thousand times magnified if not hundred.

Upon hearing the request they appeared to aid their new family.

"Girls can you draw this as it is," Rani showed them the diagram drawn on the paper.

"We can," They responded with utter confiance after memorising the pattern.