Chapter 40: The First Flood (R-18)
I carried Nyssa while her naked body pressed against mine. The cool brass of my prosthetic was a stark contrast to the heat of my skin. My focus was entirely on the woman in my arms.
'She's so light in my arms,' I thought, a primal satisfaction thrumming through me. 'And she's all mine. Every inch of her.'
As I kicked open the door to our room, a new quest flashed in my vision.
{
[Special Quest Issued: The First Flood]
>Objective: Make Nyssa experience a gushing orgasm. Show her the true power of your mastery.
>Reward: +1000 LP, [Title Acquired: Orgasm Master]
}
A playful grin appeared on my face. This challenge was very much welcomed as it not just rewarded me, but also gave me another reason to push for more.
I didn't gently place her on the bed. I threw onto the bed with precise motion. She landed onto the bed with short gasp, clearly surprised by my gesture. Her breasts bounced with the impact.
"Grik!" she exclaimed. Her voice filled with surprise and excitement.
Instantly, I was on her. My larger frame covered hers and my knees spread her legs apart. I grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head with my prosthetic hand. My other hand began a slow, deliberate exploration of her body.
"Look at you," I growled, my voice thick with lust. "All spread out for me. These perky nipples are really hard right now, aren't they?" I leaned down, capturing one in my mouth, my teeth grazing the sensitive peak. "Mmn~" she moaned, arching her back to press closer to me.
I released her nipple with a wet pop. "And this pussy! Your juices are flooding everywhere right now. I can feel it against my thigh." My hand slid down her stomach, my fingers parting her slick folds. "So wet. So ready for me."
"Grik, please," she whimpered, her hips bucking against my hand.
"Please what?" I demanded, my fingers circling her clit without quite touching it. "Tell me what you want, my clever architect."
"Touch me," she begged. "Please, touch me."
With a low chuckle, I finally gave her what she wanted. My fingers found her clit, rubbing in slow, deliberate circles. "Is this what you wanted? To have this perfect little nub played with until you're screaming my name?"
"Ohh YESS" she cried out, her body trembling. "Don't stop... please don't stop."
I leaned down, my mouth trailing kisses along her neck and collarbone. "I won't stop until you're gushing for me. Until this bed is soaked with your cum."
My words sent a fresh wave of arousal through her. I could feel the pressure building in her, a tight coil of pleasure deep in her belly. My fingers moved faster, my thumb pressing against her clit as two fingers slid inside her, curling to find that special spot that made her see stars.
"Right there! Oh gods, right there!" she screamed, her back arching off the bed.
"That's it," I growled, my voice a low, dominant rumble. "Let go for me, Nyssa. Show me how much you want it."
'Fuck, she's so tight,' I thought, my own desire raging. 'I can't wait to be inside her.'
With a final, desperate cry, she shattered. "GRIK! I'M CUMMING!" Her body convulsed, waves of pleasure crashing over her as she gushed around my fingers, her juices flooding the bed beneath them.
[Quest Complete: The First Flood]
[Rewards Received: +1000 LP]
[Title Acquired: Deluge Bringer]
Before she could recover, I positioned myself between her legs, my cock hard and ready. "I'm not done with you yet," I said, my voice thick with satisfaction. "I'm going to fill you up until you can't take anymore."
I entered her in one smooth, powerful thrust, burying myself to the hilt. "Ohh~ YESS~ Give it to me GRIIKK~" she cried out, her legs wrapping around my waist, pulling me deeper.
'She's so fucking tight,' I thought, my mind going blank with pleasure. 'It's like she was made for me.'
I began to move, my rhythm relentless and demanding. Each thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body, pushing her closer to the edge once more. "You feel so fucking good," I growled, my hands gripping her hips. "So tight... so wet... all for me."
"All for you," she gasped, her nails digging into my back. "Only you."
My hand slid between them, my fingers finding her clit again. "Come for me again, Nyssa," I commanded. "I want to feel you cum around my cock."
My words were her undoing. With a final, desperate cry, she shattered again, her body convulsing around me. "GRIK! I'M CUMMING!"
Her climax triggered his. With a final, brutal thrust, I buried myself deep inside her, my body going rigid as I poured myself into her. "Take it! Take my baby seed, Nyssa! FUCK!" A guttural roar tore from my chest, a sound of pure, primal possession.
We collapsed onto the bed, a tangle of limbs and ragged breaths. But I wasn't done. After a few moments, I pulled out of her, my cock still hard.
"Turn over," I commanded, my voice rough with desire. "Get on your hands and knees."
She did as I asked, presenting herself to me.
I positioned myself behind her, my hands gripping her hips. "Look at that perfect ass," I growled. "And this pussy... all red and swollen from my cock. It's begging for more."
I entered her again, this time from behind. The new angle allowed me to go even deeper, and Nyssa cried out as I filled her completely.
"OH FUCK! SO DEEP!" she screamed.
'She's so tight like this,' I thought, my own pleasure mounting. 'I can feel every inch of her.'
I began to move, my thrusts hard and fast. The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the room, mingling with our cries of pleasure.
"You like that, don't you?" I growled, my hand coming down on her ass with a sharp smack. "You like it when I fuck you like this?"
"YES! I LOVE IT!" she cried out. "DON'T STOP! PLEASE DON'T STOP!"
I reached around, my fingers finding her clit again. "I want to feel you cum one more time for me, Nyssa," I commanded. "I want to feel you gush around my cock."
My fingers moved faster, my thrusts harder. The pressure built again, a tidal wave of pleasure that threatened to consume her.
"THAT'S IT! CUM FOR ME!" I roared.
With a final, desperate cry, she shattered, her body convulsing as she gushed around me, her juices flooding the bed once more.
"GRIK! I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING!" she screamed.
Her climax triggered mine. With a final, brutal thrust, I buried myself deep inside her, my body going rigid as I poured myself into her. "TAKE IT! TAKE ALL OF MY CUM!" I roared, my voice echoing in the small room.
We collapsed onto the bed. The air was thick with the scent of our sex, a testament to our shared passion. For a long moment, the only sounds were our panting breaths.
Finally, I rolled onto my side, pulling her into my arms. I cupped her face, my expression a mixture of raw satisfaction and something softer, something more tender.
Nyssa looked up at me, her emerald eyes dazed and sated. A slow, lazy smile spread across her face. "Yours," she agreed, her voice a husky whisper. "My Chief Architect."
I leaned down and kissed her. A slow, deep, possessive kiss that sealed our unspoken bargain. The night was far from over, but for now, we were content to lie in each other's arms, basking in the afterglow of our shared passion.
The small room was a mess, the pallet soaked with our combined fluids, the air thick with the scent of sex and sweat.
I felt Nyssa shift slightly, wincing. Her entire body felt deliciously used and a pleasant ache radiating from her core. She felt my seed slowly leaking from her, a warm, sticky reminder of my possession.
My arm tightened around her and I pulled her closer. My prosthetic hand rested on her hip, its cool metal a grounding presence. I pressed a soft kiss to her shoulder.
"Still with me, Nyssa?" I murmured with a low voice.
"Mmm," she hummed, snuggling back against me. "Barely. I think you broke me."
A low chuckle vibrated through my chest. "Good. I like my things a little broken. Means they fit my hands better." My goblin hand slid up her side and cupped her breast. My thumb lazily circled her still-sensitive nipple. "This perfect body, this brilliant mind, are all mine now."
Nyssa shivered, a fresh spark of arousal igniting in her belly. "I am your, Grik," she whispered, the word feeling more natural than any theorem she'd ever proven. "But Grik, what are we going to do now? About the turbine, and about everything?"
"We're going to build it," I said, my voice filled with absolute certainty. "You and me. We'll change this fucking city, Nyssa. Starting tomorrow."
I felt her tense slightly and knew what she was thinking. I rolled her over to face me, my gaze intense in the dim light. "Hey. Look at me." Her emerald eyes, wide and vulnerable, met mine. "This isn't just about sex, Nyssa. This wasn't just a one night stand. You left behind the Academy for me. You don't know how much you mean to me. I promise you that I would never leave you behind."
She asked pretending to be angry, "Then, is there nothing going on between you and Kaelith?" I was stammered by her question. And my reaction gave her the answer she wanted. "Don't worry! Strong men attract many women. Just keep me in your heart."
She leaned in and kissed me. A soft, tender kiss that spoke volumes. It was a kiss of acceptance. A kiss of surrender. And a kiss of a new, terrifying beginning.
When we parted, she was smiling. "Okay, Grik. My love!," she said, her voice regaining a hint of its usual spark. "Tomorrow, we will build a new world. But tonight, I think I'm broken in just the right way. Can you, fix me one more time?"
My grin was pure, predatory delight. "Oh, I think I can manage that. But first," I said, my eyes gleaming as a new, thought formed in my mind, "I'm thirsty. And I think my beautiful architect has something for me to drink."
Before she could process my meaning, I was sliding down the bed, my broad shoulders forcing her thighs apart. I looked up at her from between her legs, my eyes dark with hunger.
"Remember what I said about soaking the bed?" I growled. "I'm not done tasting it."
I lowered my head, and my tongue delved into her sensitive, well-fucked folds.
"Slurp~Slurp~"
The sound was lewd, explicit, and utterly intoxicating. Nyssa cried out, her hands fisting in the blankets as I began to feast on her, cleaning her with my mouth, tasting our combined essence. I wasn't just licking. I was worshipping, claiming her all over again with my tongue. Her hips bucked against my face and a fresh tide of arousal rised to meet me.
"That's it," I said lust filling my perception. "Give me more. I want to taste you cumming on my tongue."
And as my mouth worked its magic, Nyssa realized that being broken by me was the most wonderful thing that had ever happened to her. And I couldn't wait to see what we would build together from the pieces.