The reddish-pink neon glow pulsed through the room, casting a feverish haze over the bare concrete walls and the trembling steel cage that stood between us. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and desire, the sounds of moans and the *slap slap* of skin still lingering like an echo of the primal storm we'd unleashed.
"Ahhh..yeahh..ahhmm.." Lyra clung to me, her legs wrapped tightly around my waist, her naked body pressed against the bars as I thrust into her, my black aura swirling like a dark tempest. Across the cage, Afa had sunk to her knees, her hands gripping the bars for support, her body trembling and slick with sweat after her climax. Alaric stood behind her, his alien-like features sharp in the neon light, his red aura flaring wildly.
*Huff* *Huff* Afa panted, her chest heaving as she knelt, her dark curls sticking to her flushed face, her eyes half-lidded with the aftershocks of pleasure.
"Arghh… yeahh…" Alaric groaned, his voice raw and triumphant as he spread his arms wide, his head tilting back. "Bwahahahahahaha!" His laugh boomed through the room, a wild, guttural sound as his red aura surged, the air vibrating with the raw energy of his power. "Now you'll know who you messed with, Zero!" he growled, his red eyes blazing as he glared at me, his alien-like body practically glowing with dominance.
Afa glanced back at him, her lips curling into a small, almost hesitant smile. "That was good, Master…" she said, her voice soft but tinged with something that didn't quite match her words, like she was trying to convince herself as much as him.
I smirked from across the cage, my thrusts into Lyra never slowing, her moans a steady rhythm in my ears.
"You're lying," I said, my voice dripping with confidence as I locked eyes with Afa, catching the flicker of doubt in her expression.
"Huh? What did you say?" Afa snapped, her eyebrows shooting up as she glared at me, her hands tightening on the bars. Her face was still flushed, but there was a spark of defiance in her eyes, like she was daring me to push further.
"Ahh… ahh…" Lyra moaned, her legs tightening around me, her pussy pulsing around my cock as I kept thrusting, my hands gripping her ass to hold her against the bars.
I leaned over her shoulder, my lips brushing her neck as I kept my eyes on Afa, my smirk widening. "Just one shot is all he gave," I said, my voice taunting. "As if you'll ever feel satisfied with just that much."
Afa's face flushed deeper, her eyes narrowing as she shot a desperate look at Alaric. "H-he's lying, Master," she said quickly, her voice trembling with urgency. "I came too… it felt really good." She leaned back slightly, her body still trembling, trying to reassure him with a forced smile.
I laughed, my thrusts into Lyra growing harder, her moans spiking with every motion. "Is that so? Huh?" I said, my voice thick with mockery. "You forgot the time we spent together, Afa?" My words hung in the air, sharp and deliberate, cutting through the haze of the room.
Afa's eyes widened, a flicker of memory flashing across her face as she stared at me, her grip on the bars tightening. I pressed on, my smirk never faltering. "In your bedroom… on your balcony… and that endless moment in the club stage," I said, my voice low and pointed. "Compare my thrusts, my stamina, to your weak-ass master, and tell me…" I paused, letting the weight of my words sink in, my black aura flaring brighter as I thrust into Lyra. "Did you really enjoy it the way you did with me?"
Afa's face twisted, a mix of anger and something like guilt flashing in her eyes. "You don't know what you're talking about, Zero," she snapped, but her voice wavered, betraying her. She turned to Alaric, her hands reaching for him. "My lord, don't listen to him. You're everything."
*Slap slap*—my hips and groin collided with Lyra's thighs, the loud, rhythmic sound filling the room as I fucked her with relentless force. Her pussy gripped me, tight and wet, each thrust sending a jolt of heat through my body. Lyra's moans grew louder, her voice breaking with pleasure.
"Ahh… ahh… Austin… I'm feeling dizzy in this pleasure… more…" she gasped, her hands cupping my cheeks, her green eyes fluttering shut as her face flushed red under the neon glow. Her full tits bounced with every thrust, the cage rattling—*clang clang*—as her back pressed against the bars.
"Don't stop… I want you to keep fucking me …" Lyra said, her voice thick with need. She leaned in, her lips finding mine in a hungry, desperate smooch, her tongue brushing against mine as she surrendered completely to the moment.
I grinned against her lips, my hands tightening on her ass, pulling her closer as I kept thrusting, my cock sliding in and out in a fast, steady motion.
"Sure, baby, come here," I said, my voice rough with effort. I kissed her back, deep and possessive, my hips never slowing as I fucked her against the bars, the *slap slap* of our bodies mingling with the *clang clang* of the cage.
"Ahh… yes… this feeling is euphoric… ahh…" Lyra gasped, her head tipping back, her eyes fixed on the ceiling as she surrendered to the pleasure.
Her face was fully red now, her blonde hair sticking to her sweaty cheeks, her body trembling as she gave herself over to me completely. Her moans were a declaration, a challenge, echoing through the room like a victory cry.
Across the cage, Afa's voice cut through, sharp and angry. "Austin, you—" she started, gritting her teeth, her dark curls bouncing as she glared at me, her hands still gripping the bars for support.
"Arghhmmm…" Alaric growled, his fists clenching, his red aura flaring brighter as he stepped closer to Afa, his eyes burning with rage. His alien-like features—sharp cheekbones, faintly glowing skin—seemed to sharpen in the neon light, his anger radiating like a storm.
Afa glanced back at him, her face a mix of desperation and devotion. "Master, that's not true," she said quickly, her voice trembling as she tried to reassure him. "Don't believe him… he's just trying to get in your head."
I smirked, my thrusts into Lyra never slowing, her moans spurring me on. "Oh, come on, Afa," I taunted, my voice steady despite the heat coursing through me. "You know I'm right. You felt it with me—those nights we had. Your master can't match that." My hands gripped Lyra's ass tighter, my cock driving deeper, her pussy pulsing around me as she moaned louder, her body rocking with mine. For origınal chapters go to N0velFire.ɴet