Primordial Villain with a Slave Harem

Chapter 1226: Deflowered

Quinlan lowered himself then, letting the hot tip of his cock give a gentle kiss to her pink, swollen flesh. Then he paused, holding his massive, ready length just a hairsbreadth from entering.

He didn’t have to ask this time; Jasmine understood. He was making her acknowledge her desire one last time, making her own the surrender to the fullest possible degree.

Her voice was shaken, barely a whisper as she complained with a cute, feminine scoff. "I can’t believe you’re making me bear open everything of mine before you..."

Just as she verbalized that complaint of hers, Serika moved.

She knelt gracefully behind Jasmine, gently lifting her head and positioning herself so that Jasmine’s head rested on her sexy, firm thighs, creating a perfect lap pillow.

Jasmine looked up into the woman’s mesmerizing green eyes, momentarily surprised by the unexpected cushioning.

"I am here to support you," Serika explained softly. "Should I move away?"

Jasmine instantly shook her head as a deep, relieved sigh escaped her. "Thank you..."

"Any time," Serika replied with a beautiful smile.

Jasmine’s attention immediately refocused on the man above her.

With the last of her defenses dissolving into pure need and the comfort of her friend behind her, she wore the silliest, most wanton smile she had ever worn.

Her fingers reached down and gently parted her slick, glistening folds right before him, wordlessly doing as Quinlan wanted.

"Please, stop stalling... My heart is about to explode," she pleaded. "Make me into a proper woman. Your woman."

With a low groan of approval, Quinlan thrust forward.

It was missionary lovemaking in its purest, sexiest form.

Her tight entrance provided fierce resistance, and a sharp, white-hot sensation lanced through her, causing a guttural cry to lodge in her throat.

As the first shock hit her, Serika gently stroked Jasmine’s long brown hair, running her fingers soothingly through the strands.

The quiet, supportive motion from her friend helped the woman remain grounded.

Furthermore, Quinlan’s enormous body acted like a perfect, comforting anchor. He moved with careful slowness, his thick chest melding completely against her soft breasts.

Jasmine was so overwhelmed by the sheer size and the internal pressure that it even took her a few moments to realize he was already fully in and moving back and forth!

Her overloaded brain hadn’t even registered the penetration amidst the torrent of new sensations.

"Congratulations. You’re officially a woman now," Quinlan said with a proud, tender smile aimed directly down at his amazing girl.

"I did it?!" Realizing this, a blissful, teary sound escaped her, and she reached up, pulling his head down for a fierce kiss.

Their mouths devoured each other, their chests meshing with every slow, deliberate push of his hips.

"Ah... ahn...❤️" Her moans were soft, breathy sounds swallowed by their shared kiss.

"You are ready, my Jasmine."

"W-what do you mean?!"

Quinlan’s pace shifted.

His rhythm increased. The slow, sweet penetration was replaced by proper mating.

"Kyah!" Jasmine instantly gasped, the deep plunge stunning the breath from her lungs.

She instinctively clutched her legs around his back, her hips lifting to meet his thrusts, and her nails dug crescent-shaped indentations into the smooth skin of his shoulders as he drove into her.

Her moans became obscene now, loud and uninhibited.

"Oh! Quin! Ah! Don’t stop! Please❤️❤️!!" she cried out, her head thrashing against Serika’s legs and tears of pure ecstasy streaming from her eyes.

Every thrust pushed her closer to the edge, the pain of her first time completely consumed by a tidal wave of pleasure.

After a few heavenly minutes of that perfect pace, Quinlan released a powerful, ragged grunt right before pouring his hot seed deep inside her womb.

Jasmine instantly shattered, her entire body convulsing in a violent, all-consuming climax that stole her vision and left her utterly spent.

Serika continued to gently stroke Jasmine’s hair, watching her friend with a proud smile as the merchant girl, or rather, the fierce Tyrant of Commerce, went hazy-eyed from the intensity of the lovemaking she was put through.

"You did very well," Serika murmured softly. "Not only did you welcome our man in on your first try, but you even made him explode quickly."

Jasmine, too far gone in post-orgasm bliss, just giggled and offered some incomprehensible nonsense. This, in turn, made Serika giggle as well.

But then, Serika’s mesmerizing green eyes met Quinlan’s. She saw immense love, satisfaction, and renewed desire burning within them.

She swallowed when she realized the intensity of his feelings for her. It made her immensely happy to be the object of such potent affection.

"I love how supportive you are of your new friends," Quinlan said finally, after long moments of intense staring into each other’s gazes. "You barely met them a few weeks ago, but you’ve already become such a pillar of support for them. I didn’t even fully realize how the girls lean on you."

Mesmerized by the expression of so many emotions for her, Serika gently replaced Jasmine’s lap pillow - her thighs - beneath with an actual pillow and stood.

She walked over to Quinlan, who was kneeling over the spent Jasmine, and knelt directly in front of him.

Without another word spoken, the two began to devour each other in a fierce, immediate kiss.

Serika smiled into his mouth when his hands inevitably found her butt in their frantic search - they always did - so she decided to see what was so great about them and replicate the action, gripping Quinlan’s behind just as firmly.

Amidst their fervent kiss, the fiery beauty had to acknowledge that Quinlan was onto something. His firm, taut muscles beneath her fingers felt irresistible; she wanted to hold them as long as possible!

But then such a thought was pushed back when their needy kiss came to a pause.

Serika looked into his eyes and showed a rare, deep blush, even averting her gaze for a moment.

"I... I want to give you a surprise, my love," she admitted, with a slightly breathless voice.

Quinlan looked curious, evidenced by his raised eyebrows.

Serika collected her trembling heart and scattered thoughts, then turned around, positioning herself right above the spent Jasmine, with her ass now turned toward Quinlan.

She then raised her hands and parted her cheeks before him.

"I saw how much you enjoyed having sex with Blossom’s butt... And knowing how madly you are into all of our behinds, I thought you would appreciate it if I also prepared myself for..."

She gulped, blushed, stammered, then managed to say, "Well... Anal sex."