Even so, one day, she seduced one of them, with that she had sex with a scientist, discovered the whereabouts of who idealized her, it was like this, fleeing with a ship, that she invaded the castle, using her pheromones, that king wearing armor all over his body, she never expected, that he was equal to or worse than her.
When the man pretended to surrender to her charms, when they had sex, she would stab him, but he ripped out her heart, thus began his life as his mercenary and slave.
That was a warm night at Küster Castle, in which the ancient stones in which they served as home to a sex ceremony they went through.
The priestesses stopped by to observe and witness the mating process.
Pietra, she taken to the king's chambers, she after a thousand years of servitude, would be nothing more than the one chosen for the dead king as the one who would be his consort, however, she herself did not know if it was because he thought she was a great specimen, if the experiments they practiced were what she was looking for, or because she was the only one not to be part of the pile of corpses dried after sex or the dust that was left over from those sex sessions.
The man sucked the energy and life as he had sex.
Until that time, she was his only human who passed the experiments and who managed to have sex with him, and go around as his agent, in addition to being able to suck life like a succubus.
The other 1 million humans were descendants of fugitives who were scattered throughout the galaxy, where they were hunted, so they decreased the number until they reached 10 thousand scattered humans in which they had to flee so as not to be experiments or the women to become dry corpses.
She hunted them herself, brought many women, who over the years, simply, were sucked to the point of turning to dust, her thought was rather them than me.
He was part of an ancient family of a race of galactic emperors, called Lehmann Fuchs for twenty-six generations, exuded that feeling of cold sweat in which they feared his power and his influence on the universe.
When they used to acquire so much that just before the weather turned, she was always praised, like now.
At that hour, she was taken to her chambers, the undead and muscular king, handsome and gallant.
In which that opulent and refined environment was beautiful and majestic, with ornaments and inscriptions, magic circles,
"Ah, my dear, come here. – He said.
She went to him, the man took off his mask, stood up, pulled it on his lap, with his legs wrapped around her waist, then embraced her, with that, he kissed her, his touch and her lips, the king had a grip, it was beautiful, with a sweet taste.
- You are mine. "It was when the king had a warm body for a dead man, one hand hugging it, while the other took his heart from a box, showing it as part of a trophy.
He had a grip, the taste of his lips was deceptive, he could seduce whoever he wanted, what a shame he would have nothing and no one but me, she thought, how amazing it would be to have someone else to have sex with them, at the same time, a dream never fulfilled.
After minutes of air being sucked out of his lungs, licking his lips, his tongue in his mouth, sucking, licking and going through every morsel.
It was she who surrendered.
Taking her lips from his, the woman gasped for air.
- I need to breathe. – She said.
-Yes. - Now, my dear, let's fuck. He spoke.
At that time, he released her, placing her on the floor in the middle of the carpet that was spread all over the floor of the palace, on his altar.
- Take off your clothes and get on all fours for me. Chronos ordered, with his penis already out of his robes, sitting on his throne.
She did so, there is a nail mark on her chest that signaled that she had a hole, there is in her other hand, she saw a heart beating fast, it was her after all.
He said when he got up, when she took off her overalls, addressing her, getting on all fours.
- You're a good girl, that will be your reward, to see your heart. He spoke.
"When will I have him back." She got on all fours.
"One day, I'll give it to you." He spoke.
- Now, open your mouth, you want, let's put it to good use. He spoke.
Kneeling in front of him, she put it in her mouth.
- Don't bite. He ordered; you won't want a sore fuck afterwards. He spoke.
So, she did, the man had a penis that barely fit in his mouth, but it was hard, veiny, long, with a hot, bulbous head, as well as having tentacles around it.
Curling around her neck, while she sucked, from base to end, licking and thrusting with speed, thanks to experience, she was effective, even gagging, from end to base, running her tongue around its length, sucking and licking, it was more than twenty minutes of sucking his cock.
Until he came in her mouth, a shiny silver liquid, which she massaged his throat.
- You can swallow. He instructed, in the midst of taking out his penis still squirting in her face, even though she did.
The man walked behind her, spreading his legs, leading his penis into her vagina.
- Let's fuck like a bitch. He spoke.
Pushing inside her, her vagina was..., even though a scarlet red glow was released, which enveloped them, the energies and flames of life that he sucked from inside her, even though she also sucked him, without ever ending.
- You're wet and juicy. He spoke.
Inside her, feeling his walls, around his veiny penis, the first thrusts, fast and deep, pushing from the inside out.
- Say it's mine. He growled towards fucking the woman with deep thrusts, in which in the first 15 minutes, between each thrust came a scream, he soon found his G-spot, pushing and hitting in and out.
- I am yours. - She said, when the man bent down, holding her shoulders, her hands, massaging her breasts, beautiful and round, squeezing her nipples.
When the king was reaching his orgasm, yet he himself began to cum inside her, yet she screamed, with the king growling with each thrust.
- Repeat that it's mine. The king ordered, fucking her pussy hard.
- I am yours. - The woman moaned and screamed, in the midst of the thrusts, feeling the veins of this huge penis of more than 20 centimetre’s inside her.
His orgasm came in the first ten minutes, in the midst of the oozing from inside him, although he after fifteen minutes in the midst of the thrusts, hitting his balls in his ass.
Immediately, the king began to change holes, changing locations every 10 thrusts, pushing and pulling, with the noise of wet suction, the noises of skin against skin, the cracked slaps, hitting his balls on her ass, hitting her hole and making her cum, while holding and massaging her clitoris.
The man came out of her, pulling her leg and turning her back towards the floor, thus sucking her breasts, starting from the right;
- Wonderful breasts. He said, even as he massaged her, in the midst of each thrust inside her, reaching her G-spot, without mercy, between his screams and moans, the king's growls, pushing in and out of her.
Thrusting her, beating her in and out of her, with deep and powerful thrusts, pushing and pulling, turning her around and side with one leg above her right leg, sucking her breasts, the intense glow of a red color detached from their bodies, the mark of the soul mate, which was created just for him.
- You are mine. He growled biting her neck, sucking and biting her breasts, with desire and ferocity.
Turning her around, putting her on his lap, changing in sucking and biting, sucking her breasts from right to left, with fervours, desire, squeezing her, fucking and thrusting, hitting her inside, with deep and powerful thrusts.
Even though he made her horny, with his energy circulating around her, even though she felt the heat and energy around him, the hole and all the energy of adrenaline, in the midst of all that feeling of euphoria, they both moaned, in the midst of the orgasms followed, when deep and powerful thrusts, they came with fury and debauchery.
When the woman was still moaning, at last, she thought his penis softened inside her, in her last orgasm, when they both came one last time, when she was moaning after coitus, when he came out of her, getting his legs spread, with silver semen dripping from inside her, spreading in a puddle on the carpet.
The man certainly felt like the owner of the world, he really was, there was no way not to be.
Being that Petra's thought was that in another life, he would be an incubus, or this was due to the mark on his power, which made him immortal or not.