Pt. 52

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Lily giggled, a soft, breathless sound, as she pulled her shirt over her head, her hair falling around her shoulders. "Oh, you think we deserve some 'us time,' huh?" Alex, already smiling, slid his pants down, letting them pool around his ankles along with his boxers. He leaned over her, his warm breath ghosting against her ear as he kissed the side of her neck. "Mm-hmm, I think you've been working very hard and deserve a break." His lips trailed down her neck, then he drew a soft suction on her skin, sending shivers through her.

She moaned softly, her head tilting back, her fingers gently tangling in his hair. "But isn't it a sin to have sex before marriage? You're a pretty bad angel, baby," she teased, her voice husky.
He let out a low, soft laugh, pulling his head back slightly to look into her eyes, a mischievous glint in his gaze. He wrapped a hand around her neck, not tight, but possessive, gently squeezing. Lily moaned softly, a breathy sound escaping her lips.

He grinned from ear to ear. "What was that, baby? You said you want me to fill that mouth of yours?" His dirty talk always turned Lily on, making her feel like she could just melt into a puddle beneath him. He held her by the neck as he gently pushed her onto her knees at the edge of the bed. He then sat down on the bed's edge, legs spread wide. Releasing her neck, he wrapped one hand around his hard cock, pumping it slowly, rhythmically, his eyes locked on hers.

She instinctively clenched her thighs together, watching as a bead of precum gleamed at the tip. "Be a good girl and open your mouth," he whispered, his voice a low growl. She softly opened her mouth, her hand gliding down, tracing the inside of his inner thighs. He held the back of her head, guiding her, as he thrust his hips forward, his cock plunging deep down her throat, making her gag softly. "That's it, Lily. Take it all while I fuck your throat," he murmured, his nails gently digging into the back of her scalp with each rhythmic thrust.

She closed her eyes tightly, feeling the intense pressure of his cock repeatedly hitting the back of her throat. Drool glistened at the corners of her mouth as she swallowed and gagged around him. "Touch yourself," Alex growled, looking down, his gaze intense. She immediately slid two fingers over her wet clit, rubbing, moaning softly around his cock, before pushing them inside, moving them in and out fast, bouncing slightly up and down on her fingers.

Alex watched, his mouth slightly agape, a low sound escaping his throat. "Fuck, Lily," he breathed. He pulled her off his cock, making her stand. He then stood up himself, pulling her towards the bed. "Get that ass on the bed," he commanded, his voice rough with desire. She wiped her mouth, a faint flush on her cheeks, and climbed onto the bed. "Yes, sir," she whispered. He groaned, lifting her legs high onto his shoulders. "Take that pussy, daddy," he grunted, before pushing inside her hard, making her back arch sharply with a gasp. He began fucking her with powerful, driving strokes, her screams of pleasure echoing through the room.

"Oh God, yes!" she cried out. He reached down, squeezing her breasts hard, pinching her nipples, heightening her pleasure. Their wet, sweaty skin continued to slap together, a rhythmic, primal sound. The bed shook and squeaked with their movements, her legs began to tremble, her pussy clenching and unclenching tightly around him. "That's it, baby, cum for me," he moaned, fucking her even harder. She threw her head back, screaming as she came, a delicious release, her climax painting his hard cock. His nails dug gently into her breasts as he shot his own cum deep inside her, before falling tiredly beside her.

"Wow, I needed that," he whispered, making her laugh softly, a contented sound. He pulled the blanket over them, turning to face her. She smoothed her hair from her face, her eyes shining. "I love you," he whispered, kissing her lips softly. She smiled, whispering, "I love you too."

Suddenly, the bedroom door was violently barged open with a loud CRASH, making Lily let out a sharp scream as she sat up, clutching the blanket tightly to her chest. Alex bolted upright, instantly putting a protective arm in front of Lily, his eyes narrowed. Max stood in the doorway, panting heavily, as if he had run all the way here.

"What the hell, Maximus?!" Alexander yelled at him, his voice laced with annoyance and alarm.
"I'm sorry to mess up you guys' moment, but you need to get dressed and come outside as quickly as possible!" Max said, still clearly out of breath as he turned around and pulled the door shut behind him.

Alex and Lily exchanged a look, a mixture of annoyance and dawning dread. They quickly scrambled out of bed, pulling their clothes back on with frantic haste. As she struggled into her shoes, Lily noticed a growing commotion and agitated yelling outside. A knot of anxiety began to twist in her stomach. She rushed out the door, Alex quickly following behind her.

As they made their way outside, a terrifying pounding noise reverberated through the air, shaking the very doorway that served as the entrance to Nearon Village. The massive wooden gates shook profusely with each colossal hit. All her friends were already standing around, their faces grim, watching the door alongside the other creatures of Nearon. Valentine also stood among them now, completely healed save for a few dark, fading scrapes on his face.

Lily heard the creatures whispering amongst themselves. A troll, clutching a basket of fruits, whimpered, "Oh dear, what could it be?" A small, light elf boy whispered to its trembling mother, "I'm scared, mama." An old pixie, holding her basket of flowers close to her chest, fretted, "Whatever are we going to do?" A grumpy old centaur glared at them, pointing a judgmental finger. "I bet it was them newcomers that brought this upon us!" A few eyes turned towards Lily and her friends, but Jinx glared fiercely towards the centaur, making him quickly look away, crossing his arms and mumbling angrily under his breath.

The door knocked several more times, each blow heavier than the last, before an unnerving silence fell. It was a silence that Lily found far more terrifying than the pounding. No one spoke a word, all eyes fixed intensely on the trembling door "Knock knock!" They all heard Alistair yell from the other side, his voice booming with malevolent glee, before the massive door was suddenly, violently, smashed open with the force of searing hot fire.

The remnants of the door were sent flying off their hinges towards a group of terrified creatures, engulfed in flames.
"No!" River screamed, a powerful, familiar voice that echoed through the village. She appeared in a flash, flying towards the endangered creatures along with Jinx. River shot a torrent of water towards the fiery debris; it turned into a thick mist, dissipating just before it could strike the creatures.

Simultaneously, Jinx launched herself forward, throwing a powerful punch at the hurtling door, sending it careening into a nearby wall with a resounding CRUNCH. Alistair walked slowly through the now gaping doorway, his silhouette framed by the inferno behind him, smoothly clapping his hands. A phalanx of grim-faced demons marched in behind him, their eyes glowing red. "Well, well, well," he drawled, his voice laced with cruel amusement. "I applaud you for trying to hide from me... But daughter... no more hiding. This is the end."

(Mia note: Where coming towards the end now guys 😭 what do you thinks going to happen at the end)

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