Kyra's eyes widened as she held what felt like an eggplant in her hand, but she didn't think about it twice. It stood firm and was wet from pre-cum with the veins pulsing around it. She took Vance's cock inside her mouth and didn't know when she shut her eyes close as it's warm feeling wrapped around her.
Vance couldn't hold it in as the sensation filled him like wine in an empty cup, he put both his hands behind his head and his eyes rolled back in his head and Kyra began to suck on his cock. As Kyra's head moved in sync with her hands, he could feel tension beginning to build in his balls. With every growing second, the pleasure gave birth to growing pressure in his balls.
"Don't you dare stop until I say so," he moaned as he gripped her hair firmly while guiding her movement. "Take it in deeper!" he added quickly as he looked at her face turning red from him slowly pushing his cock down her throat.
Opening her eyes a little, her gaze Immediately fell upon the soft hair at the base top of his cock and she used her nose to gently brush against them as she fondled with them.
The room was soon filled with sounds of pleasure and the sound of her sucking him like his cock was curing a craving she has been holding for a long time. Kyra soon took him in like a hungry beggar eating a banana after a long time. At that moment, Vance started moving his hips, pushing himself further into her mouth as her throat worked around his thick cock. Not holding back, Kyra held his waist tightly as she took all of his cock in at once. This made Vance's eye roll back as low moans escaped his lips.
Vance felt his climax approaching as the tension in his body reached an all-time high. His grip on her hair tightened.
"Go faster now!" He yelled as he thrusted himself inside her faster than before.
"Yes! Yes! Take it all in!" With a final loud moan, he came inside her mouth.
She was panting initially as Vance's thick cum shot into her, filling her mouth totally without space for air. Her eyes almost closed and to Vance this look on her face satisfied him more than the cum in her mouth.
With a devilish grin on his face, he held her nose, "Take it all in now!"
The command in his deep voice, laced with desire, made her knees give up on her. Using his other hand to pick her up by the throat, he repeated, looking her dead in the eye, "Take it all in!"
The salty taste of the champion of champions filled her mouth and gullet as she swallowed his cum.
Vance let out a hearty maniacal laugh as he watched her with desire obey his command and swallow his cum. Looking deep into her eyes, he realised that she had a very strange attraction to his dominance and her own submission.
Still lifting her by the neck, he threw her on the bed and swiftly positioned himself over her. The bed went in because of their combined weight. Kyra felt a mix of excitement as he lifted her legs over his bulky shoulders and positioned himself in the middle.
Looking down at her already wet pussy, Vance smiled and teased her, rubbing her while maintaining direct eye contact. He tightened his grip around her neck as he used his dick to slide along her wet self without going inside her.
"Do you want it, Kyra?" he asked sliding the head of his cock into her and bringing it back out.
"Yes….." Before she could complete her statement, the sound of Vance's hand hitting her made the rest of whatever she intended to say go away.
"Call me daddy! Do you want all of me, Kyra?" He yelled a little louder than when he cummed in her mouth.
"Yes, Daddy! Put it all in me" she said amidst maniacal laughter but Vance just kept on sliding his cock around her. Frustration ate at her, and her breath became irregular as she bit the edge of her lower lip to hold back her urges.
Using one of her hands to hold his arms around her neck, Kyra arched her hips upward in an attempt to silently beg Vance to own her fully as she wanted him to.
"Don't hold back, use me as you please" she said using her other hand to caress the tip of his cock. She immediately knew what she wished for in that moment would come at a later time, as she saw a cruel smirk adorn Vance's face. He was enjoying her in this desperate state.
In slow motion, he leaned over her, licking her from her neck to her ear and whispered in a low commanding tone, "If you beg hard enough for it, I just might let you feel it inside you"
Aside from the sweet anticipation that filled her, she felt a shiver down her spine as his warm breath caressed her cheek.
At that moment, she wrapped her legs around him for support as she wrapped her hands over his shoulders to be able to reach his ears. As she bit his ear in desperation with a mix of desire and something deeper, she whispered with a trembling voice,
"Right now, I am all yours, daddy, please...I want to feel you inside me"
His heart quaked in response. With those words, she had surrendered herself to him.
"Very well then, this is my gift to you", he said as he chuckled and thrust himself into her with force.
She bit her lower lip so hard she began to taste her blood in her mouth, but that was not the only thing she was tasting. She tasted the sharp, bitter-sweet pain down there as Vance stretched her, filling her more than she had ever been filled.
"Awwww…..this…..is…..it's so...big" she whimpered in a voice thick with lust as Vance moved in and out of her raggedly.
He pressed her into the silk sheets, their bodies tangled beneath the dim ambient light of the Nova spire. Kyra's legs wrapped around him, drawing him close, and he kept on thrusting into her, their mouths only inches away from locking into something reckless...
Beep. Beep. Beep.
The intrusive rhythm of his HUD pierced the moment like a blade. The notification blinked once. Then again.
INCOMING CALL – XXX XXX
Kyra blinked up at him, her breath catching. "Ignore it, Daddy."
Vance hesitated....then something flickered in his HUD like a shadow.
He pulled back.
"Daddy…." She sat up, disbelief washing over her as he stood, naked and tense, the blue light of the HUD screen pulsing in his eye.
"Shut the hell up."
"Lights" The ambient lights in the room flared to full brightness at the command of his voice. Vance raised his hand, syncing the incoming call to the large wall HUD. The screen expanded, static at first but then stabilized into a black void with only a faint silhouette that had no face. Just a voice.
A voice that rolled like smoke and chains.
"You're late."
Vance straightened like a soldier, all the heat and softness from moments before burned away.
"Forgive me," he said, his voice controlled. Kyra was surprised to see Vance so submissive.
Kyra sat frozen on the bed, pulling the sheets over herself, watching.
The voice crackled again. "You tend to forget who you serve, Julio. Or have the comforts of the world you now control start dulling your purpose?"
Vance's jaw clenched. "No, sir. I'm focused."
"The tournament approaches. The world thinks it's a game....but you and I know it is the beginning of the purge. Be prepared. I will show no mercy when the pieces start to fall."
He nodded. "Understood. I've already begun isolating the strongest contenders. Irish Valley's squads are scattered, most of them wounded or dead. Jennifer's grip is loosening slowly."
There was a long pause. Then the voice deepened.
"Good. Because soon, it will be time to utilize our asset in Irish Valley."
Kyra's eyes widened.
Vance's face didn't flinch, but the faint twitch in his jaw betrayed something. Something like regret.
"Is it confirmed then?" he asked.
"It will be soon. Keep watching. Keep winning. And remember…" The voice hissed like steam from ancient vents. "You are not a king. You are merely my shadow."
With that, the screen went black.
Vance stood there, rigid.
Kyra's voice broke the silence. "Who the hell was that?"
He turned to her slowly, his expression hollow as he slapped her across the face. "No one you want to know. If I ever hear of this amongst the players, your brother would have to bury his dead."
"Vance…" Her tone was a quiet mix of hurt and fear. "What did he mean by asset in Irish Valley?"
He said nothing.
Instead, he stepped into the adjoining chamber, grabbing his coat, leaving the weight of his silence hanging in the air like fog.
And Kyra, still clutching the sheets, realized that whatever power Vance Julio had in Nova City...it wasn't entirely his own.