Chapter 306: [R18]Golden Reward(5)
Victoria had no voice left.
"UGH...! HNNNGH...! OUGH...!" All that came out of her were sounds she didn’t even recognize. Heavy, guttural, almost animalistic grunts that vibrated in her throat with every brutal thrust from Nash.
In a still vaguely lucid corner of her mind, she wondered if it was really her making those noises.
Is that me? Am I really the one grunting like an animal?
She was folded in half under him, her legs pulled up to her shoulders in a merciless mating press. Nash was fucking her like a force of nature, his massive body crushing hers into the mattress. Every thrust was deep, heavy, and made the headboard slam violently against the wall.
And yet... she felt no pain.
Only pleasure. Inhuman pleasure. Almost unbearable pleasure.
The cum he had poured down her throat earlier had taken effect. Her uterus was throbbing, her vaginal walls contracting on their own around his enormous cock, as if her body was trying to keep him inside forever. Every time he bottomed out, an electric shock shot up her spine.
"UUUUGH... HNNNGH...!"
The sound came out of her, raw, filthy, almost shameful. Victoria’s eyes widened.
That’s me... That’s really me making those noises...
She looked up at Nash.
He was handsome. Too handsome. His hair matted with sweat, his green eyes burning with desire, his jaw clenched, his muscles tense and glistening. He was looking at her like she was the only thing in the world that existed. Like he wanted to possess her completely.
Why was he so handsome? Why hadn’t she ever noticed it before? At least not this much?
How can a man like him even exist?
He was just perfect. Too perfect.
She loved it. She loved that he was fucking her like a beast. She loved feeling his weight on her, his huge cock stretching her completely, his hips slamming against her ass with a violence that made the whole bed shake.
And at the same time... she hated him.
Because after this, she would never be the same again.
She would never be Victoria Graves, the cold boss, the untouchable director. She would never be able to control him from a distance anymore. Not after being fucked like this. Not after screaming his name like a bitch in heat.
How the fuck did Nia manage to play a match after this at halftime? How do the other girls manage to act normal after being touched by him? This man shouldn’t be allowed to touch any woman. No woman can go back to normal after experiencing this.
Nash changed the angle slightly, pushing her legs even higher. Victoria felt a new wave of pleasure rip through her, so strong she thought she was going to pass out. Her body wasn’t going numb. On the contrary. Every nerve was on fire. Every thrust sent a surge of pure pleasure into her belly.
She started laughing.
A breathless, slightly crazy laugh that came out between two grunts.
"HAAAH— HAAA..."
Nash looked at her, surprised, but kept pounding her without mercy. The bed slammed against the wall. Sweat flew everywhere. Victoria laughed even harder, her eyes wide, almost delirious.
"It feels too good... It feels too fucking good... Shit... I’m going crazy..."
She stuck her tongue out, completely lost in pleasure. Nash immediately leaned down and sucked it into his mouth. Their tongues tangled savagely, swirling around each other in a filthy, drooling kiss full of grunts. Victoria moaned into his mouth, a muffled, animalistic sound.
Nash changed positions again without ever pulling out, turning her slightly onto her side while keeping her legs spread. Victoria felt no numbness. Only pleasure. Even more pleasure. She arched her back, pushing her hips back to take him even deeper.
She was still laughing, her eyes wide open, completely euphoric.
"HAAAH... HAAA... NASH... FUCK..."
She no longer knew if she was laughing or crying from pleasure.
And Nash kept destroying her, as if he had understood exactly what she needed.
He suddenly flipped her over. Victoria didn’t even have time to catch her breath before he put her on all fours, then wrapped his powerful arms under her elbows, locking her completely in a tight arm lock.
His massive chest pressed against her back, his weight crushing her into the mattress. He lifted her slightly, just enough so her knees no longer touched the bed, and he pounded her without mercy.
The first thrust was so violent that Victoria screamed.
"UUUUGH—!"
An animalistic, hoarse grunt came from deep in her throat. She didn’t recognize herself anymore. The bed slammed against the wall with heavy, regular bang bang bang sounds. Every thrust from Nash made his hips slap violently against her ass. The sound of skin against skin was deafening, wet, obscene.
But Victoria was still laughing.
A breathless, almost delirious laugh as she watched the drops of sweat fly around them with every impact. She loved it. Loved being destroyed like this. Loved feeling that massive body behind her, that enormous cock filling her completely with every brutal thrust.
"HAAAH... UGH... OUGH...!"
The sounds came out of her without any control. Heavy, guttural, almost bestial grunts.
That’s me making those noises... That fucking bitch getting bred... That’s me... It’s even worse than fucking Dahlia... What the fuck do I look like right now... she thought, eyes wide.
But she didn’t stop laughing. On the contrary, she laughed louder, euphoric, completely lost in pleasure.
Her energy was coming back. Like a fire reigniting.
She started pushing back against him.
Every time Nash pounded her, she thrust her hips back hard, taking him even deeper, slamming her ass against him with a violence that surprised him.
"Fuck, Victoria..." Nash growled, surprised by the sudden resistance.
She laughed again, her voice hoarse.
"Is that all you can do... little rat?" she taunted over her shoulder, breathing hard. "You fuck me like a bitch... and now you’re getting weak? Harder! Destroy me! Do what those Upperworld pigs could never do!"
Just how many of Nash’s brain cells did she want to fry?
Nash sped up, his hips slamming against her with almost brutal force. Victoria groaned in pleasure, a deep and animalistic sound.
"YES... LIKE THAT... UGH... DESTROY ME... I’M YOURS... RUIN WHAT HECTOR COULD NEVER TOUCH!"
She started moving with him, arching her back, slamming her ass against him with every thrust. Her breasts swung violently beneath her. Sweat flew. The bed shook. The sounds were deafening: skin slapping, wet squelching from her soaked pussy, Victoria’s raw grunts.
Nash was completely caught off guard. He hadn’t expected her to regain so much strength. She was fucking him back, deliberately clenching her inner muscles around his cock with every downward stroke, driving him insane.
"Fuck..." he growled, his voice hoarse. "You’re... a real whore..."
Victoria laughed again, a wild and euphoric laugh of a mature woman finally savoring her power.
"Yes... I’m your whore... your queen getting destroyed... harder, Nash! Fuck me harder. Destroy what Hector could never touch. Destroy what those pigs could never conquer. Fuck me like you want to break me!"
She suddenly twisted, using her strength to break free from the arm lock. Nash was surprised. Before he could react, Victoria turned around, pushed him onto his back, and climbed back on top of him.
She grabbed his thick cock, aimed it at her entrance, and impaled herself on it with one brutal motion.
"Uuuugh—!" she groaned as he filled her completely.
She started riding him savagely. Her hips rose and fell with impressive strength and violence. Every downward slam was accompanied by a loud, wet clap. She rolled her hips in deep circles, squeezing her inner muscles around his cock with every movement, milking him, twisting him, driving him completely crazy.
"You like that?" she panted, eyes wild. "You like it when I’m the one fucking you? When the boss rides you like a bitch in heat? Tell me you like it, you dirty big rat!"
Nash groaned, his hands on her hips, completely overwhelmed by her energy.
Victoria was completely dominating him now. She leaned forward, her heavy breasts swinging just above his face, and grabbed the back of his neck to pull him toward her.
Their kiss was filthy and violent. She shoved her tongue into his mouth with animalistic greed, licking, sucking, exchanging their saliva in an obscene way. Strings of drool connected their lips every time they separated for a moment.
Nash was overwhelmed.
"I’m going to make you cum so hard you won’t be able to look at me the same way again," she murmured against his lips. "I’m going to ruin you, Nash Blaze. You’re going to bark like my bitch... You’ll be my bitch!"
She sped up even more, her ass slamming against his thighs with violent sounds. Her hair stuck to her face from sweat. She was completely feral, euphoric, a true beast who had finally let go after years of frustration.
Nash was breaking.
Fuck... it’s almost as strong as Jaz...
He grabbed her hips, but she was the one leading the dance. Victoria arched her back, rolled her hips in deep circles, then lifted and slammed down with impressive force. She controlled every contraction of her pussy, squeezing and releasing around him at a rhythm that made him growl like an animal.
"Fuck... Victoria..." he groaned, his voice hoarse.
She laughed, a hoarse and euphoric laugh of a mature woman finally savoring her power.
"You like that? You like it when I’m the one riding you like a bitch in heat? Harder, Nash. Fuck me harder. Destroy what Hector could never touch. Destroy what those pigs could never conquer. Do what they will never be able to do!"
She straightened up slightly, one hand on his chest, the other gripping his jaw. She forced him to look at her breasts bouncing with every thrust.
"Look," she growled. "Look at all of me. My tits. My mouth. My pussy swallowing you. I want you to see everything."
She leaned down again and shoved her tongue into his mouth with obscene brutality, licking the inside of his cheeks, sucking his tongue like she wanted to devour it. Nash groaned into her mouth, completely lost.
Then, in a sudden movement, he grabbed her by the hips, sat up, and violently threw her onto her stomach. Victoria landed on the bed with a small strangled cry. Her body was still shaking with residual spasms. Nash gave her no respite.
He roughly spread her ass cheeks with both hands, completely exposing her most intimate parts. Her asshole was pink, tight, and slightly contracting. Nash stared at it, hypnotized. He burned that image into his brain. He wanted to keep everything. He didn’t want any regrets after this night.
He leaned down and started licking.
First her calves, slowly, then the back of her knees, the thin and sensitive skin. Victoria shivered. He moved up her thighs, gently nibbling, before attacking her ass. He licked her hot, soft skin greedily, tasting her, sucking her. The texture was perfect. He moved higher and plunged his tongue onto the small of her back, licking in slow, deep circles.
Victoria moaned.
"Nash... fuck..."
He ran his thick cock over her asshole, rubbing the head against the tight little hole without entering. He rubbed it for a long time, spreading his own pre-cum and Victoria’s juices all around it.
Victoria turned her head slightly, her eyes hazy but shining with wild euphoria.
"Take everything," she panted. "Take all of me. Trash me. Do what those pigs will never do. I want you to dirty everything."
Nash was losing his mind.
He licked her back, long and slow, tracing her spine with his tongue. He moved up to her armpits and licked there greedily too. Victoria moaned louder. He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head back to kiss her sideways, exchanging more saliva in a deep, drooling kiss.
"You’re... fuck," he groaned against her mouth. "You’re driving me crazy."
Victoria laughed, a wild and euphoric laugh.
"Good. Then fuck me harder. Destroy what Hector could never touch. Destroy what they could never conquer. Fuck me like you want to break me."
Nash didn’t hold back anymore.
He penetrated her again with one brutal thrust, fucking her on her stomach with short, deep, violent strokes. The bed slammed violently. Victoria groaned without restraint, her animalistic, raw sounds filling the room. Nash continued licking her everywhere he could — back, neck, shoulders — while pounding her without mercy.
He spread her ass cheeks again and watched her asshole contract with every thrust. He licked his fingers and ran them over it, massaging gently while continuing to fuck her.
Victoria was trembling under him, completely let go.
"Yes... touch everything... look at everything... hnnngh—!"
Nash was completely sinking.
He would never be able to look at her the same way after this. Not after seeing her like this. Not after hearing her grunt like a beast while provoking him with that rage and vulgarity that had finally exploded.
He drove deeper, both of them completely letting go now, screaming, grunting, sweating, losing all control.
In a brutal movement, he slid his arms under Victoria’s knees and lifted her off the bed. He put her in a Full Nelson, his powerful arms locked behind her knees, holding her completely open and folded in half against him. Victoria found herself suspended in the air, her back pressed against his massive chest, her pussy completely exposed and helpless.
And she burst out laughing, again and again, that pure madness.
A wild, breathless, almost hysterical laugh that echoed in the room while Nash pounded her violently in this position. Every thrust made her body slam against his with spectacular force. Sweat flew around them. Victoria watched it, the shining drops suspended in the air for a fraction of a second before falling on them like warm rain.
"HAAAH... HNNNGH... OUGH—!"
The sounds came out of her without any restraint. Heavy, animalistic, almost bestial grunts. She no longer recognized herself. And yet she kept laughing, her eyes half-closed, completely lost in this sensory nirvana.
She let herself go completely.
Nash was fucking her like a beast, his hips slamming against her ass with wet, violent sounds. His enormous cock entered and exited her at an inhuman speed and depth. Victoria felt every centimeter, every vein, every pulse. Her uterus throbbed, her pussy clenched violently around him, as if trying to trap him forever.
"UGH... OUGH... HNNNGH... FUCK... YES...!" she grunted, her voice broken.
Nash suddenly tightened his grip, crushing her even harder against him. His voice was low, rough, almost angry in her ear.
"You wanted me to bark earlier, huh?" he growled while pounding her harder. "Look who’s making animal noises now, Victoria. You’re grunting like a bitch in heat."
He drove his cock even deeper, lifting her almost completely before slamming her down violently on him. Victoria screamed, a raw and broken sound.
"Bark for me," he ordered. "You want barks?! Then bark like my bitch!"
And then, while he was destroying her...
"Woof—!"
Nash almost stopped altogether. Victoria trembled violently, her head thrown back against his shoulder, her eyes wide with pleasure and shock.
"WOOF... WOOF—! Hnnngh...!"
Nash’s eyes widened. He was watching this magnificent, trembling mass impaled on his cock, completely broken and yet even more beautiful. His lips trembled. He closed his eyes for a second, his voice hoarse and almost desperate.
"Fuck... how am I supposed to go back to normal with you after this? How am I supposed to treat you like before??"
He resumed with even more savage force, pounding her without mercy in this Full Nelson position. Victoria barked and groaned under the thrusts, her body shaking like a rag doll, completely lost in animalistic and euphoric pleasure.
"WOOF... UGH... HNNNGH—!"
Both of them were completely letting go now, screaming, grunting, sweating, losing all control.
"WOO... UUUNNNNNGH—!" she let go a raw, animalistic scream that turned into a long guttural groan as her body tensed violently. Her pussy clenched so hard around Nash’s cock that he groaned in surprise. And she exploded.
A powerful jet of squirt erupted from her pussy, soaking the bed, the floor, their thighs. The squirt flew up to the ceiling before falling back down like warm rain on them. Victoria was shaking, laughing and grunting at the same time, completely lost in her pleasure.
And Nash? Nash no longer felt any reason to delay the ultimate pleasure of this night, the inevitable conclusion.
With a bestial growl, he pounded her even harder, his body trembling. His cock swelled violently inside her and he came with majestic power. Thick, burning, abundant jets of his aphrodisiac cum flooded her pussy. There was so much that it immediately overflowed, flowing in thick waves around his cock while he kept pounding her.
"Fuuuuck... Victoria..." he growled, his voice broken.
"OOOOOUUUUGH..." Victoria moaned long and loud, feeling every hot jet filling her uterus. The pleasure was so intense she was crying, her eyes rolling back. Her body was shaking violently in his arms, her inner muscles pulsing around him, trying to swallow everything he was giving her.
They stayed like that for a long moment, panting, pressed against each other, drenched in sweat and fluids.
Nash was still holding her in Full Nelson, his cock still buried deep inside her, continuing to pulse strongly, continuously, as if it had forgotten there was a limit to the amount of cum it could produce per climax.
Victoria had her head thrown back against his shoulder, eyes half-closed, an exhausted and euphoric smile on her lips.
Nash held her tighter against him, breathing in her scent, feeling her still trembling body.
He already knew he was fucked.
And so did she.
