Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 867: Marina’s Jealous Sniff

I pulled Lorena’s trembling body closer, tucking her into the rumpled sheets with a possessive squeeze before my phone buzzed violently from the nightstand. I used Telekenesis, I summoned it into my hand, the device floating through the air like a metallic specter before slapping into my palm.

The screen glowed—SERA’s message was cryptic, urgent:

"Master, your legal team has arrived. Julie is with them. Yuko is here too. They’re heading to Marina’s location."

A slow, calculating smirk curled my lips. Julie was expected, as she is my wife and must be worried about me, but Yuko? That was unexpected. Dangerous.

Is she here to kill me because I remember in the press conference I said Lorena is my girlfriend? Or is she actually worried?

The thought amused me. Yuko saw me as nothing more than a wealthy, influential patron—unaware of the true extent of my power. If she was here out of concern, it was almost touching. Almost.

I leaned down, pressing a final, lingering kiss to Lorena’s flushed cheek before pulling away. "Stay," I murmured, my voice low and commanding, leaving no room for argument. "I’ll be back."

She whimpered, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasms, but I was already dressing, my mind shifting to Marina.

With a deep breath, I focused my energy and teleported straight to Marina’s bedroom, the world twisting in a vortex of light and shadow before snapping back into place.

The room was dimly lit by a single lamp, casting long shadows across the walls. Marina wasn’t asleep like I’d half-expected. No, she sat rigidly in the chair by the window, her silhouette framed against the night sky. Her dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, and even from behind, I could sense the tension in her posture—shoulders hunched, fingers twisting in her lap. She was staring out into the darkness, lost in whatever storm of worry brewed inside her.

I stepped forward silently, wrapping my arms around her from behind. My chest pressed against her back, and I felt her startle, then relax into me with a shuddering sigh.

"Jack..." Her voice cracked, raw with emotion. She spun in the chair, throwing her arms around my neck and crushing herself against me. Her embrace was desperate, fingers digging into my shirt as if afraid I’d vanish. "I was so worried. God, I thought... I don’t know what I thought. Just... don’t scare me like that again."

I stroked her hair, inhaling the familiar scent of her shampoo—lavender and something uniquely her. "What are you worried about? You know me better than anyone. Nothing can touch me. I’m untouchable, remember?"

She pulled back just enough to look up at me, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "You’re still my man. My husband. Flesh and blood, no matter what powers you have. Is it wrong to be afraid for you? To imagine the worst when I hear about these messes you get into?"

I chuckled softly, cupping her face. "SERA must have filled you in on everything by now. Every detail, every twist. She’s got eyes everywhere."

"Yeah, she did." Marina’s grip tightened on my shirt. "But reports aren’t the same as seeing you. Feeling you. I needed this—needed you here, safe in my arms."

A mischievous grin tugged at my lips. I slid my hand down her back, giving her ass a sharp, playful smack—crack—the sound echoing in the quiet room. She yelped, a mix of surprise and delight flashing in her eyes. "Then you should’ve just called me, naughty girl. I’d have been here in a heartbeat."

She froze mid-laugh, her nose wrinkling as she leaned in closer, inhaling deeply against my neck. Her expression shifted—curiosity turning to suspicion, then to a knowing smirk. "Wait... what’s that smell on you? It’s... musky. Earthy. You’ve been fucking someone, haven’t you? I can tell. It’s all over you."

I raised an eyebrow, playing innocent even as heat built between us. "How’d you know? Am I that obvious?"

She pressed her face against my chest again, breathing me in like a detective on a trail. "You reek of it—semen, sweat... and piss? God, Jack, it’s so filthy. Like you’ve been rolling around in someone’s dirty secrets." Her voice dropped to a husky whisper, her hands roaming lower, fingers brushing the front of my pants. "Tell me. Who was it? And don’t spare the details—I want to hear how you wrecked her."

I pulled her onto my lap, settling her straddling me in the chair. My hands gripped her hips, pulling her flush against me. "My cock was buried deep in Lawyer Lorena’s tight little asshole just minutes ago. "

"She was begging for it, Marina—squirming and moaning like a whore in heat. I fucked her raw, made her come so hard she squirted all over the sheets. And yeah, there was piss involved... she couldn’t hold it when I pounded her that deep. Dripping everywhere, mixing with my cum. Want a taste? Lick it off me—see how she marked me."

Marina’s cheeks flushed a deep crimson, her breath hitching as she bit her lip. But there was fire in her eyes, a jealous spark mixed with arousal. "You bastard... You dirty, cheating bastard. Lorena’s asshole? Really? Describe it—tell me how it felt clenching around you. Was it tight? Hot? Did she scream your name while you stretched her open?"

I leaned in, my lips brushing her ear as I whispered filthy details. "Oh, it was perfect—velvet smooth inside, gripping my cock like a vice. I slid in slow at first, watching her hole stretch around me, pink and puckered.

She whimpered, ’Deeper, Jack, fuck my ass harder.’ I obliged—thrusting balls-deep, feeling her walls pulse with every slam. Her piss leaked out when she lost control, warm and slick, making everything messier. I came so hard inside her, filling that greedy hole until it overflowed. You’d love it, Marina—tasting her on me, knowing I claimed her just like I claim you."

She moaned softly, grinding against me now, her body responding despite the jealousy. "You’re such a pig... but fuck, it turns me on. Show me—let me smell it up close. Unzip and let me bury my face in your crotch. I want to inhale that slut’s scent mixed with yours."