Chapter 516 516

Chapter 516 516

"DON'T STOP," he managed to say; "DO.NOT.FUCKING.STOP."

He was coming. And he was coming hard. But she did not slip into unconsciousness. On her face, dizziness bloomed with a lazy glow. But Angel held on.

Good thing I brought the other girls, she thought to herself; By now, I might have been knocked out three times over. . .

Nexus vision was blurry at this point. And yet, he looked through the fogginess of his own sight, and saw that Angel was still awake. How? Her lower lip picked up his right nipple, and he groaned.

'Gotta marry her,' he thought; 'Gotta marry this girl,'

Gradually, the interlocking muscles on his chest began to ease up. A long, husky breath left his lungs- wheezing through as he exhaled.

'What.In.Seven.Hells.Was.That.?'

Nexus' inner voice rasped- rising above the pounding of his heart beat; 'Is this what demon sex feels lik-'

Still balls deep inside her, a quick pulse tore suddenly rippled his tube. None of them expected it. It exploded in their groins- traveling right up the spines, exploding once again in their brains.

"HOLY SHIT," his lips sputtered deliriously- feeling his eyes sink inwards; "fUcK!"

From the blonde succubus, a sharp squeal came echoing out. Both her shoulders jerked on the ruffled bed, lifting up her heavy round breasts in the process- and suspending her in an 'S' curve. Her olive green eyes, rolled backwards- simultaneously clenching her pussy walls.

"Whoa," Nexus gasped, sliding his own head head backwards with flaring eyes; "Angel. . ."

"Hmmm" she answered back, slurring her reply; "I didn't do. . .anything."

"Like hell you did," his buttocks clamped as the tension in his cock softened.

Even with his dick half soft, the tugging grip of her pussy forced out another tiny gurgle. Nexus grunted as he pulled out of her. He spilled quietly, riding her final squeeze.

"dAMN,"

The slushy sounds of their organs separating choked the air. She watched him just he hoisted his beefy cock out. Quickly, she pulled his nipples as he came out her with the last stroke.

"Fuckin' hell," he cursed, feeling the last sweet drops wheeze through; "Do you have idea how dangerous that shit is?"

"Trust me, I have some idea,"

"That's not funny Nexus," she said quietly, turning away from him; "If this is some kind of joke, you should really–"

"I'm not kidding," he grabbed her softly by the wrist- dragging himself along the bed- closing the space between them; "I could buy you from Mary. She's a business woman isn't she?"

"What if she says no?"

"Then I'll give her the deal of a lifetime," he answered calmly; "She'll see an offer she just can't refuse."

"I don't know about that. She's super wealthy Nexus,"

"Then I'll make her wealthier."

She paused, boring into him with a sinless gaze. Below her thick lashes, her moist eyes glimmered in deep thought- studying him.

Nexus knew she was calculating the odds- weighing the chances. So, with a reassuring tone, he laced his fingers into hers- pulling her towards him;

"Look, I know you get this all the time, but you need to hear it from me," the white in his eyes flared with emotion; "You're an intriguing woman Angel. Mary knows this. It's why she's kept you bound all this time,"

"Please," she rolled her eyes; "Don't patronize me. You don't know nearly anything about our business relationship."

"Maybe I don't," the edges of his mouth curved slightly- suspended between a slight frown and a soft smile; "You're the only one who doesn't see the spark in yourself. . ."

The flowery curls of her hair, still shabby from lovemaking, was draped all over her face and shoulders.

"What spark?" she mouthed quietly.

"In astronomy, we call it the double star theory. . .it's a heavenly halo of light that shines with the brightness of two. . . "

"Nexus–"

She flinched as suddenly, his right palm flung to her face. He captured her right cheek between his thumb and other fingers- arresting the words in her mouth with a single gesture.

Soft strokes, gentle as water, tenderly caressed her face.

She beheld him with beady eyes, as one would behold the sun;

"You don't have to decide now. You don't need to say anything. I'm not trying to make you my slave," he gulped painfully; "I just hate to see a wonderful girl like you sell her body. Those punks don't deserve to eat the dust you walk on. . ."