Chapter 535: Assaulting Arlen [R18]
Xavier slammed the heavy metal door, the magnetic lock clicking into place with a finality that echoed through the small, utilitarian room. The moment the sound died, he turned and pinned Arlen against the cold bulkhead.
He grabbed the front of her jumpsuit and ripped it open, the cheap fabric shrieking as buttons scattered across the deck. Arlen let out a sharp gasp, her back arching against the vibrating wall as he bared her to the dim, red emergency lights.
"Are you ready?"
"I want to feel something other than fear." She didn’t wait. She reached down, fumbling with his belt.
Xavier grabbed both of her wrists, slamming them above her head against the metal. He kicked her legs apart, forcing his knee between her thighs.
"You’re not a Warden anymore," he whispered, his teeth grazing her earlobe. "You’re just mine."
He released her wrists only to shove her down onto the narrow, hard mattress of the officer’s cot.
Xavier didn’t give her time to settle into the mattress before he was looming over her. He stripped his own clothes off with a violent efficiency, his eyes never leaving hers.
"Fear is just a lack of focus, Arlen," he growled, his voice vibrating in the cramped space. He crawled onto the cot, his weight pressing her deep into the thin, stiff padding.
He slid his hand down her body to find the wet heat between her legs. He let out a chuckle when he felt how ready she was despite her words. "You’re a liar. You’re fucking leaking for me."
He shoved two into her roughly, stretching her wide as he watched her face contort, her head thrashing back against the mattress. "Is this what you wanted?"
Arlen’s breath hitched, a broken moan escaping her as she gripped his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin. "I wanted... I wanted you to stop talking and just fuck me, Xavier."
"Gladly." He pulled his fingers out with a wet slap and positioned himself. Then, he grabbed her hips, his fingers bruising her skin, and plugged his dick into her pussy in one thrust.
She let out a moan, her body jolting under the impact of him bottoming out inside her. It was too much, and exactly what she’d been craving since they parted ways from Helior Prime.
Xavier didn’t give her a second to adjust. He started thrusting as the metal frame of the cot screeched and banged against the bulkhead with every violent shove of his hips.
"Look at me," he commanded. He leaned down, his sweat dripping onto her chest as he gripped her chin, forcing her eyes to meet his. "This will be our last fuck for a while. Say it. Tell me whose pussy this is."
Arlen’s eyes were glazed, her vision swimming in the red light with the pleasure of his thick cock. "Yours," she choked out, her voice cracking as she began to reach climax. "It’s yours, Xavier. God, please... just don’t stop."
"I am not planning to." He increased his speed and grabbed her by the waist, lifting her up a little.
Xavier could feel her pussy walls crushing his dick as they got closer to orgasming.
And with a loud moan, she wrapped her legs around him and orgasmed. Xavier followed her seconds later, filling her up with his fresh, hot load of cum.
Xavier collapsed his full weight onto Arlen, his chest heaving as he finished inside her. He stayed there for a long minute, pinning her into the mattress while his pulse leveled out. He eventually pushed himself up on his elbows and looked down at her.
Xavier pulled back and sat on his heels at the foot of the cot, his cock still slick and twitching from the release. Arlen didn’t need a command. She slid off the mattress and knelt between his boots, her eyes fixed on him as she grabbed his cock with one hand.
She leaned in and took him into her mouth, her tongue working over the head to catch every bit of the mess.
She sucked him deep, her throat muscles contracting around him while she kept her gaze locked on his face. Xavier reached down and buried his hands in her hair, tilting her head back to give himself better access. He let out a sharp grunt when she increased the pressure, her lips sealed tight around the base of his shaft.
She continued sucking his dick, bobbing her head back and forth while swirling her tongue around.
After a while, he rewarded her for her hard work by releasing his load inside her mouth, her cheeks puffed.
Arlen swallowed hard, her throat working to keep up with the flow as he emptied himself into her. She stayed there until he was finished, her mouth wrapped around him until he finally slumped back against the bulkhead.
She pulled away slowly, a single stray drop of his seed clinging to her lower lip, and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
"You are not done, are you?" she asked with a grin on her face.
Arlen swallowed the last of him and stood up, wiping her chin with her thumb. She didn’t wait for him to move. She stepped over his legs and lowered herself onto him, her knees hitting the mattress with a dull thud.
She leaned forward, her boobs brushing against his chest, and wrapped her arms around his neck.
She took him all at once, her head falling back as her body gripped him. She locked her fingers into the front of his chest and started to drive herself down, her hips moving back and forth.
Xavier’s hands flew to her waist, his thumbs digging into her hip bones to help anchor her as she pounded against him. The metal cot groaned under the weight of them, the rhythmic clanging of the frame against the bulkhead the only sound in the room.
"I am going to fuck you so hard that you will beg me to stop."
"We will see." She leaned forward, her hair brushing his face as she increased the speed. Her pussy walls clenched around his cock with every downward shove.
Xavier’s jaw was locked, his eyes blown wide as he watched her take exactly what she wanted. He eventually reached up, grabbed her by the shoulders, and shoved her forward until she was forced to plant her hands against the wall behind his head.
"Enough," he rasped. He bucked his hips one last time, then gripped her ribs and hauled her off him.
He flipped her over in one motion, shoving her face-down into the mattress. Arlen scrambled to find her footing, her knees sinking into the padding as she arched her back, her rear pushed high.
Xavier knelt behind her, his chest pressing into her spine as he reached around to grab her hair, pulling her head back so he could see her face.
He didn’t use any finesse when he re-entered her from behind. He plugged his dick into her with one thrust that sent the cot sliding several inches across the deck.
The backshots were loud and wet, a relentless slapping sound that drowned out everything else. Xavier hammered into her, his boots digging into the mattress for leverage as he delivered every strike with the intent to bruise.
Arlen’s hands were fisted in the bedding, her knuckles white as she took pleasure she yearned for.
And a while later, they orgasmed at the same time.
