Lustful Demon King: Summoned by the Demon Goddesses!

Chapter 275: Spreading Her Open ( R18 )

A slow, predatory smile spread across Jax’s lips, a sight that would have terrified lesser beings but only sent a fresh wave of delicious anticipation through Alexi’s spent body.

He rose from his position between her thighs, his movements fluid and powerful, like a great panther stretching after a satisfying kill.

He looked at Alexi, her pale skin flushed with the aftermath of her orgasm, her fiery red hair a wild halo against the black silk pillows, her chest rising and falling with each shallow, panting breath.

His hand moved to the fastenings of his leather trousers, his long fingers making quick work of the complex clasps.

The material parted, and his massive, throbbing cock sprang free, slapping against his hard, ridged abdomen with a heavy, meaty sound and splashing drops of pre-cum.

He wrapped his hand around his thick shaft, his fingers barely able to encircle its formidable girth.

He gave it a slow, deliberate pump, his eyes locked on Alexi’s face, watching as her gaze dropped to his member, her red eyes widening with a mixture of fear and a desperate, aching hunger.

She had seen it before, felt it inside her, but the sight of it never failed to steal her breath, to remind her of the sheer, overwhelming power of the male who now owned her.

He moved forward, positioning himself between her widespread legs. He didn’t enter her. Not yet.

Instead, he leaned over her, his body a cage of muscle and heat that blocked out the rest of the world.

With his free hand, he guided his heavy, pulsing cock, dragging the swollen head slowly, teasingly, through the slick, sensitive folds of her sex.

He coated himself in her essence, his movements a deliberate, torturous brand of possession.

Alexi whimpered, her hips bucking upwards in a desperate, instinctual attempt to draw him in.

The sensation was maddening, a teasing, friction-filled promise of the bliss to come. "♥Please...♥" she begged, her voice a hoarse, breathless whisper. "♥Please, Jax...♥

He ignored her pleas.

Instead, he lifted his cock slightly and then brought it down in a sharp, stinging slap directly against her swollen, ultra-sensitive clit. The sound was a wet, meaty thwack that echoed in the silent room.

"♥Ahn!♥" Alexi cried out, her entire body jolting as if struck by lightning.

It wasn’t pain, not exactly. It was a sharp, intense jolt of pure, unadulterated sensation that shot through her like an electric current, igniting every nerve ending in its path.

Jax did it again. And again. He slapped his heavy cock against her dripping pussy, each impact a deliberate, possessive act that left her gasping and trembling.

He was marking her, claiming her, reminding her of who was in control, of who held the power to grant her the pleasure she so desperately craved.

"You want this, little hero?" he growled, his voice a low, dominant rumble that vibrated through her entire being.

He slapped her again, harder this time, watching as her breasts jiggled with the force of the impact, "You want me to fuck you with this?"

"♥Yes!♥" she screamed, her voice a desperate, high-pitched keen. "♥Yes, my King! I want it! I want you!♥

"Then beg for it," he commanded, his voice a cold, hard order that brooked no argument.

He continued to tease her, dragging the head of his cock through her slick folds, slapping it against her clit, pushing her to the very brink of sanity, "Beg me to fuck you. Beg me to claim this tight little pussy. Show me how much you want it,"

The words were a catalyst, a trigger that broke through the haze of pleasure and exhaustion. Her obsession, her fanatical devotion, took over.

She needed him with a desperation that was a physical pain, an ache in her soul that only he could soothe.

"♥Please, Jax!♥" she sobbed, tears of desperate need streaming down her face. "♥Please, my King, my Master! I’m begging you! Fuck me! Please, fuck me!♥

Her words tumbled out in a desperate, incoherent rush, a litany of submission and need that was music to his ears.

"♥I need you inside me! I need to feel you stretching me, filling me! I need you to claim me, to own me, to use me! I’m nothing without you! I’m just a worthless, desperate slut who needs her Master’s cock! Please, Jax! Please, fuck me! Break me! Make me yours!♥

It was enough. It was more than enough. Her desperate, heartfelt pleas were the ultimate aphrodisiac, a testament to his absolute power and dominance.

"♥Good girl,♥" he murmured, his voice a low, husky rumble of approval.

He positioned the swollen, weeping head of his massive cock at the slick, fluttering entrance to her core. He could feel the heat radiating from her, the desperate, rhythmic clenching of her muscles, a silent, desperate invitation.

And then, he began to push.

He entered her slowly, deliberately, his thick head a slow, inexorable pressure that was a masterful, possessive invasion.

The sensation was overwhelming, a slow, burning stretch that was both a torment and a revelation.

He was so big, so thick, that he was pushing her to her absolute limits, forcing her body to accommodate his impossible size.

"♥Oh, gods!♥" Alexi moaned, her head thrown back, her eyes squeezed shut as she surrendered to the overwhelming sensation.

She could feel every inch of him, every vein, every ridge, a slow, sensual exploration that was making her tremble with a mixture of pleasure and pain.

He was filling her, stretching her, claiming her in the most ancient, most undeniable way possible.

He slid deeper, his thick shaft a slow, deliberate journey that was pushing her to the very brink of sanity.

He was a relentless, merciless force of nature, a primal predator claiming his mate, and he was not going to stop until he was buried to the hilt inside her.

Finally, with a final, powerful thrust, he was fully inside her, his heavy balls resting against her ass, his thick cock a hot, heavy, pulsing presence that was a constant, comforting reminder of his possession.

He held still for a moment, letting her get used to his size, letting her body adjust to the sheer, overwhelming fullness of him.

He looked down at her, at the beautiful, powerful warrior who was now a pliant, adoring creature in his arms. Her red eyes were open now, burning with a feverish, obsessive fire, her lips parted in a silent, desperate plea. She was his. Completely. Utterly. Unconditionally.

"You feel that, Alexi?" he murmured, his voice a low, husky rumble that was filled with a deep, undeniable affection, "You feel me inside you?"

"♥Yes,♥" she breathed, her voice a soft, desperate whisper, "♥I feel you, I missed this feeling,"

"Good," he said, a slow, predatory smirk spreading across his lips, "Because you’re never going to forget it,"