Conquest Of The Fallen: Dark Dominions

Chapter 164: Thunder Girl [18+]

[? Tonight – Nonso Amadi.]

She slammed Rafel into the wall. Her soft curves went flush against his hardness, and when her lips landed, Rafel groaned and grasped behind for her fleshy ass. Bolta tongued him hard. Her kiss shocked the fuck out of him. She was electric. Their faces were glued in heat, turning angles, one to dominate the other.

He fondled her ass, his large palms grabbing her huge butt cheeks and fingering for her crack through her camo pants.

Bolta claimed his mouth in fevered lust. Rafel shook at the warmth and softness of her. He just had to have this woman.

He just had to fuck, the daughter of Zeus.

Lightning lanced in the sky. He was sure the students back at their dorms must be wondering what happened for the storm. It was Bolta. Her desire changed the fucking weather.

Her gloved hands were in his red hair, gripping and caressing, kissing him like they were brother and sister, and it was for just one night. She broke off his mouth with a low, hissing moan. Rafel tried to push off the wall and be the man, but she slammed him back on it and dived for his throat. She licked his pulse, his strong chin, trailed back up to his pink lips.

Rafel jiggled her booty as their lips found release again.

He poured everything into the kiss.

She was pressed so tight into him he felt the supple weights of her breasts against his chest. He wanted her free, wanted to grasp and suck those busty melons he'd been eyeing ever since he stumbled upon her. Rafel stroked Bolta's tongue with his and broke their writhing kissing with blood roaring his ears—and dick.

She clung to his head as he dipped his head down and started slow with his tongue along her lush, creamy skin. He inhaled hard. He growled as her cleavage plumped before his eyes.

'I'm so fucking close to those cherry peaks.'

Bolta drew him up by his hair.

"And where do you think you're going, First Year?"

Rafel blinked. "I thought—"

"Thought what? That I was gonna let you pound me in a dirty alley like some filthy whore?" Bolta's fist in his ginger hair curled and Rafel felt pain. A lancing whip of blue lightning dazzled and struck the earth mere feet away from where they stood. It flashed in her eyes. It was her mana, spilling out from her and into the clouds. Bolta's raw energy.

She railed Rafel into the wall. "I am the fucking daughter of Zeus!"

Rafel gulped. 'What the shit is happening? Did I so something wrong?' he inflected.

But then Bolta smiled. She leaned in and took his lips, still fisting his soft red curls. She kissed him hard and wicked. And then, she broke with a coy smile. She pushed his curls out of his face. "You are a very beautiful boy, Israfel.

Stay right there!" She ordered and released her grip in his hair.

Keeping her liquid eyes on him, Bolta pushed off his body. Rafel stood with his back to the wall, his tousled hair bright under the night torches. When Bolta started tracing her smoking hot bod with her hands, he knew she had only been fucking with him. Her seductive voice echoed in his head:

'. . .you think I'm gonna let you pound me in a dirty alley like some filthy whore.'

'That's exactly what I'm gonna do.' His inner self made this dark promise.

Bolta cupped her voluptuous assets as he leaned against the stone wall of the tavern and watched. She teased him by tracing her fingers into the hem of her tight bra showing out the military vest. Rafel didn't dare blink. Her thumb rubbed circles through the blouse on the spot where he imagined her nipples would be. She rolled and pinched her areolas and Rafel saw them wet her shirt.

"Fuck." He moaned. "You're killing me here."

"Shush, boy." Bolta put that very same finger to his lips. Rafel strained to suck it in, but she pulled it back.

More lightning crackled above them, but neither cared. Both were too turned on to give a fuck. And since Rafel knew the sudden nimbostratus was Bolta's doing, he knew the flashes weren't going to hit. Bolta mashed her boobies together. She pressed them and squeezed, hard, panting at the feel of her own hands. Rafel groaned.

"Please."

"You want titties?" She chuckled lustily.

Rafel nodded.

"Yeah?" She continued teasing him. "You want my breasts? You want to suck, don't you? I know you do, demon. I know you fucking do. I'm so wet for you.

So fucking wet. I'll show you." Bolta ran her left hand down her bustier to her flared hips and rammed in into the juncture of her thighs. She felt herself. She palmed her fat pussy through the camo. She squirmed on her own fingers when she felt her heat.

"Oh hell! I want you." Rafel gritted. His hand were just about to break through the tavern's wall.

Bolta knew he was to lunge for her, and she lifted a warning finger. "No, no. Stay there. Stay right fucking there. I'm not done with you yet. You have such dark eyes, and I caught you staring—more than once.

So I'm gonna give you want you fucking want."

A rare streak of purple lightning peeled close enough to the alley that Bolta's gorgeous face was illuminated in the brief glow. In her molten brown eyes, Rafel saw pure sin. The ruin of him.

The curvaceous sentinel put her hand back to her impressive chest and began tugging down the zipper of her vest. Rafel glued to her milky skin with his eyes over every inch of flesh she was exposing. The vest dropped to the floor and only her bra remained. It was a front-clasp, and Rafel forgot to breathe as she lifted her hands and popped it.

"Holy eternal gods." He gasped.

She was more than he imagined. And he had a pretty x-rated imagination. If Bolta hadn't told him she was the daughter of Zeus, seeing her shirtless titties, he might've guessed. Only the divine seed of an [Olympian] could have birthed such an alluring creature. Her boobs were bodacious.

Rafel didn't bother to sugarcoat his growl.

"I want them in my mouth."

"What? These?" Bolta flipped back her reddish dreads, and cupped her naked tits. But the swells were already large and rounded enough without her holding them up. She manhandled the creamy melons, and Rafel was already opening mouth.

"I've had enough." His baritone scattered the night.

A burst of darkness shot out behind Bolta and pushed her to him. She jerked, falling onto his body with a giggle. Rafel had used his [Dark Hand] ability. He caught the voluptuous damsel in his ready hands and jammed his face into her bosom. He'd been wanting this forever. To taste her.

To smell her.

Bolta squashed his head between her full breasts.

"Oh yeah," she moaned. "You like that? You dirty, dirty boy."

Rafel whipped out his tongue and sought out the nice and wet peaks. Bolta's sweet face peered down at him as he went for her pink areolas. His firm hands squished her melons together.

SLURP! SLURP! SLURP!

He began to suck wildly. Bolta reared back her head and offered herself more to his mouth. Rafel salivated. "More." Bolta grabbed his head and held him in. "More? You want more?

Yeah? My hungry demon." She splashed her boobs all over his face. "Here, let me help." Bolta grabbed her tits and held them up to his face herself. Rafel's hands fell to her slim waist and he drew her in until her thigh was riding up his leg.

He sucked in her twin cherry nipples into the mouth at the same time, and Bolta squirmed in his embrace. "Oh yes. Suck them. Suck on those large titties."

SLURP!

"—Yeah. Suck 'em. Just like that."

SLURP! SLURP!

"Oh gods. Fuck," she moaned as he came up drooling. His saliva was slathered all over her boobs. Her fair skin gleamed with it.

Bolta breathed heavily at the flood of warmth pooling in her sex. Her breasts weighed in arousal, and her nipples were erect and reddened by Rafel's sucking. "Let me see that ass." He turned her around with rough hands. Then bent her forward, her buttocks shooting out for his sinful eyes. He dragged her camo pants down her legs and Bolta jumped.

She clutched to her bouncing titties and rolled her swollen nipples in her thumb and forefinger.

"Ohh," she writhed, moaning low at being so open to a man.

Rafel ripped off her thong. She felt his eyes and hot breath slash her pussy.

He raised a great palm over her giant butt and smack it. Bolta recoiled in pleasure. Electricity sparked in her eyes. Literal bolts.

THWACK!

Rafel smacked her again. And again. "Jiggle for me, baby." He said to her. Bolta began hopping on the balls of her feet and her voluptuous curves bounced deliciously in the air. Rafel instantly put his head in her crack. He spread her and slurped the juices right out of her asshole.

Bolta recoiled in pleasure. She parted her legs more in the alley and sent her hand back to grasp to his head, pushing him in more.

"Yes. Fuck yes. Lick that fucking ass and pussy. You smell it, yeah. You smell it, demon? How does it taste?

That's the taste of a real woman." She rolled her ass over his face, riding him while standing bent forward in her hard boots.

Rafel was on his knees behind her. His back scrubbed the wall as she wiped his face with the her hole and pussy.

Bolta palmed her tits and let him enjoy the gallore of her open ass for a while. She stood and dragged him up. Turning back, she faced him and went on her knees. Rafel was already fumbling with his fly. He ripped out his engorged penis and drove into Bolta's mouth before even it was fully open. She sucked his cock good, before settling back her throat to allow him move at his own pace.

Rafel gripped hard to her fat dreadlocks and pumped her mouth full with delicious, long dick.

He pulled out when he saw Bolta touching herself under. "No. Not without my permission."

Bolta grabbed his hard meat instead and jerked his cock over her face a few times. It shut Rafel right up. Then she rose, still holding onto his fat member.

"I don't need it."

Bolta grabbed his shoulders and dragged him off the tavern's wall. She pushed him to the grimy cobblestones. Rafel's dark smile showed. It was time to fulfill his promise. And gladly.

Continue your journey on M V L

Bolta ripped his shirt as she lowered on top of him. She straddled his legs but didn't sit.

She took a squat.

Her body was the sin of gods. Nude. Perfect. Just fucking perfect.

Crouched above him in only her military boots, her voluptuous assets peaked deliciously in the night as she gently lowered on Rafel's cock. Rafel held apart her thick thighs and watched her slick pussy accept him. He just had to watch. Bolta was divine above him. The lightning in the skies highlighted the sweat on her skin.

"You are transcendental." Rafel's amber iris shined.

Bolta laughed and fell over him.

PAH! PAH! PAH!

She bounced over him. The globes of her ass parting and shaking for his mighty cock to jam into her tight, hot core. Their passion grew, and quickly spiraled into a steamy conjugation. Rafel gripped to Bolta's face and watched the blue sparks light her blue eyes as her pussy squeezed the life out of his cock.

"Yes, demon. Oh gods yes! Ram me with that dick. You feel so good. Yes. Yes."

PAH!

"Yes."

PAH!

"Fuck yes!"

PAH! PAH!

Bolta orgasmed spontaneously. She wailed in ecstasy, riding his dick hard. She moved in circles, desperate to draw out from his as much milkiness as she gave. Bolta's cum juices wet Rafel inside her, squishing out to dampen his balls.

"Look at me. Look at me, daughter of Zeus."

Rafel whispered. He wrapped his arms around her voluptuous form and stared into her lightning eyes as blue electricity zapped in them. Her irises burned like the flashes rippling the black clouds above them. "Ahhnnn!" Bolta accepted all of his hot seed, her inner walls clenching as she sat on his fat cock. Rafel held inside her until he stopped throbbing.

A single raindrop fell from the magical thunder sky to merge with the slick bodies of the mad couple tangling in the dirty alley.

Rafel didn't care for the mud on his back. "Might we meet again, soldier?"

Bolta stood naked and arranged her furious dreads, leaving Rafel there to admire her swaying breasts. She reached for camo. And smiled. "Possibly." As she walked out the dark alley and puffed a new cigar, Bolta too didn't care for the panties she caught strewn over a bin's metal lid.

Her panties.

Rafel walked alone to his dorm just before dawn broke, smelling of garbage, but feeling like a champ.