Chapter 191: A Cat and Mouse Play

Kaisen felt a shiver run through his body, like a colony of ants had decided to throw a rave in his bloodstream. He winced, clutching the spot where she had stabbed him.

The needle was long gone, but Kara's gaze was still locked onto him, like she was trying to download his entire soul through his eyes.

"What the fuck did you inject me with?!" he demanded, his voice a mix of confusion and irritation.

Kara's lips curled into a wicked smile. "Relax, naughty boy. It's just a simple medi stick. Let the chemicals do their thing, and in no time, you'll be all fixed up. Just relax and enjoy..."

As she whispered, her ass wiggled and ground against him, turning his situation from painful to painfully pleasurable.

Kaisen's brain was short-circuiting, torn between the rapid healing coursing through his veins and the erotic torment of her tight leather-clad body pressing into his.

He could barely form a coherent thought with her hot breath tickling his face. Any other woman, and he would have already flipped her over and taken control, broken bones be damned.

But this one? This dangerous, delicious vixen? He didn't dare.

"Just endure this? Easy for you to say," he muttered, feeling his body knitting itself back together with alarming speed.

'You're not the one with a dick about to snap from sheer pressure. Fucking hell, this bitch is driving me insane...'

Kara's smile widened, and she leaned in even closer, her lips brushing against his ear.

"Oh, poor baby. Can't handle a little attention?" she teased, her voice dripping with mock sympathy.

"Yes, the rumors are indeed true. You really look like him, don't you? I'd say you're actually hotter than him... same face, but different eyes..." she purred, leaning down as if she wanted to get a closer look at his eyes.

"Yours are playful and looking for trouble, but your brother's... those eyes belong to someone ambitious and cruel... so tell me, boy..."

She rocked her hips slowly, grinding his hard cock through her leather outfit, the heat from her pussy practically searing through the fabric. His dick throbbed, desperate to pierce through the barrier and plunge into her wet depths.

"...which one are you? Playful, who just wants fun, or ambitious and cruel?"

Kaisen felt the weight of her words, knowing this wasn't just a casual question. It was a test, a challenge wrapped in seductive temptation.

'Playful? Ambitious? Cruel?'

Kaisen thought, feeling the pressure of her hips and the intensity of her gaze. He was a man who lived for fun and wanted a life free of worries, unlike his brother, who was driven by ambition and ruthlessness.

But they were both different, unique in their own ways.

He took a moment, locking eyes with her, his blush fading as he held her gaze confidently. This reaction made her smile widen, clearly enjoying the game they were playing.

"Why choose?" he replied with a smirk. "I can be both. Playful enough to keep things interesting, ambitious enough to get what I want, and maybe a little cruel if you push the right buttons."

Not to mention, she started to pick up the pace on her grinding. She was swirling her hips and riding him like she was in a rodeo, really working that dick like a pro.

'Here it comes... She's going to ask me something impossible, isn't she? Always has been that way anyway.'

Kaisen thought, half-expecting her to challenge him to lasso a unicorn or something equally absurd.

"Then, how about we play a game, naughty boy? And don't worry... the prize is worth the effort..." she purred, her voice dripping with seductive promise.

Kaisen, who was already healed by the medi stick that had been injected into him, felt a surge of excitement.

He didn't even notice his body mending its own broken bones; he was too busy staring at the sexy bombshell grinding on his dick like she was churning butter in the old-fashioned way.

"Game? What type of game?"

Kaisen asked with a smirk, feeling the pressure on his cock build as Kara rode him like a jockey at the Kentucky Derby. His balls tightened; he was close to the edge.

"Oh, it's simple, you just have to s—"

Kara began, edging him closer to the brink. He was ready to cum, anticipating the sweet release and the post-nut clarity to either reject or accept her terms.

Scratch~ scratch~

A screeching sound, like nails on a chalkboard, echoed from behind the broken car. Kara stopped grinding, her slutty smile replaced with a serious expression.

'Ah, fuck, a little more and I could've fucking cummed.'

Kaisen cursed his luck. Quick as a cat, Kara leaped from on top of him to the top of the car with inhuman agility.

Kaisen wasn't fazed by the leap; in a world where you could install a wing module to fly around, with enough Credits, nothing surprised him.

"Ah, an intruder peeping on our secret conversation...tsk, tsk."

Kara's teasing voice returned, her tone dripping with mischief. From her relaxed stance, Kaisen knew whatever was behind the car wasn't a real threat.

He watched her reach out as quickly as a cat and grab something.

When she lifted it into view, Kaisen frowned at first, then burst into laughter, clutching his stomach as if he'd heard the funniest joke in the world.

He knew who it was. Of course, he knew. How could he not remember?

Kara held up a small, scruffy cat with wide, bewildered eyes. "Look what we have here, a little voyeur," she said, chuckling.

Kaisen wiped a tear from his eye, his laughter subsiding into amused chuckles. "Of course, it's you," he said, shaking his head.