Chapter 100: Spy Games Ch. 21
Avenger's Tower - Vali's Floor
Nobody spoke, but the room was far from silent, filled instead with the sounds of flesh smacking against flesh, passionate moaning, and particularly loud slurping coming from Darcy Lewis as she looked up into my eyes and dove down once more to deep throat my hard cock. I grinned down at her, even as my fingers curled in her hair so I could hold her where she was. There was a bit of faux indignation in her eyes, but beyond that I saw complete devotion and trust.
It wasn't like something as small as lack of air could really kill her anyways, and she suppressed her gag reflex beautifully by swallowing continuously as she held my prick in her throat, tongue running along the bottom of it and lips sucking dutifully. After what we'd already been doing for hours, I didn't try to hold it back as she coaxed shot after shot of sticky hot seed out of my cock and down her throat, swallowing every last drop like the ravenous slut she was.
Releasing her, she fell off my cock without much fanfare, seeming quite satisfied with the mere taste of my seed for the time being. Nebula was on her in a moment, purple lips glued to pink and blue tongue snaking out to push past Darcy's as the Luphomoid used that tongue to search for any drop of my semen that might still be in her new playmate's mouth. Darcy responded by locking lips right back, grabbing onto Nebula with all four limbs and refusing to let her go.
I watched in amusement for only a moment before another feminine body pressed up behind me and questing hands encircled me before sliding down to take hold of my softened cock, stroking languidly to bring me back to full attention. Glancing back at Trish Walker, I grin wickedly, reaching back to grasp her beautiful blonde mane and pull her into a long kiss. When we finally break apart I raise an eyebrow at her.
"Wanting another turn so soon darling? It would be Nebula's turn, if she hadn't made the mistake of grabbing Darcy's attention."
It was true; the Luphomoid had had the tables turned on her since my attention was drawn partially to Trish. Now it was Nebula who was under Darcy and the latter already had three fingers pistoning in and out of the blue alien's drenched cunt. Said alien made a disappointed whining noise at hearing my words, but Darcy quickly silenced her with another deep searing kiss.
Trish lets out a breathy moan in my ear as she watches the two women go at it that causes my length to jump in her hands, but she still shakes her head no against the back of my neck. "Mmm, no, as much as I want to be selfish, I have to be fair to the cow in the room. I think we've left her trussed up long enough sir."
An angry muffled noise drew my attention to the room's last occupant and the target of Trish's playful insult. Natasha Romanova, otherwise known as the Black Widow, knelt on a nearby bed, restrained artfully in glowing purple energy cords that bound her arms behind her back, bound her legs and knees together to keep her in her kneeling position, and forced her delectable chest forward to the delight of everyone else in the room.
Said breasts were already red with pronounced nipples that stood out from all of the sucking, biting, and smacking that had been visited upon them so far. Nat hadn't been able to voice her protest because of the glowing purple gag wrapped around the lower half of her face. However, her eyes told everything that need to be said. A delightful combination of rage and lust shown in those orbs, and that was half the reason we kept doing this to her.
Chuckling, I nod in agreement with Trish and finally make my way over to the bound red head. The Power Stone combined with the shifting capabilities of the Aether had turned out to be such a wonderful tool when it came to making unbreakable bonds. Coming to a stop in front of my trussed up little wolf spider, I stroke my fingers over the gag and let it dissolve. Instead of words, I get a snarl and a growl from the flustered secret agent.
"Oh come now Natasha, you love these, don't try to deny it. If we're being honest, you've probably got the most black ops training of any of us. You can't tell me that you don't see these little get togethers coming, not after five times now. And if you really wanted to avoid them, wouldn't you?"
In response I get a scowl, but I can see the slight flush behind it as she answers me in a petulant mutter. "Of course I see them coming, but you can literally find me from across the planet, so how exactly am I supposed to avoid you?"
A cocky grin spreads across my face, as it always does when someone acknowledges my inherent superiority. She sees the look and her stormy expression gives way to exasperation tinged with slight fondness. "Just kiss me already bastard. And you, don't think you're getting away with that cow comment."
The last bit is directed at Trish, who just giggles and leans back against the nearby wall to watch us. Biting her lower lip, the blonde starts to brazenly play with herself. I just smile and lean down to give Natasha what she asked for, as well as a bit more as one of my hands comes up to grasp and grope her already abused breast. It wasn't her fault they'd gotten bigger. Actually it was more so mine than anyone else's. After having my child, her belly had shrunken and she'd regained her fit figure with ease.
However, her breasts had stayed large, and even now still produced milk despite our daughter having been weaned off breast milk months ago. The other girls were of course very jealous of Nat for it, plus a lot more obvious reasons, but their ties to me meant they couldn't exactly feel real enmity for one another, so the jealousy turned into playful teasing instead of dislike that could eventually become hate.
In the end, Natasha melted like all the others when finally shown my attentions, though she proved her ferocity remained intact when she rebelliously bit at my lip and fought my tongue with her own tongue every step of the way as I led a conquest through her mouth. But the conquest still happened and her surrender still came as she caved to me and at the same time gave me tacit permission to do as I like.
That's when I finally released her bonds and got onto the bed before kneeling behind her. For her part, Natasha lay her head down and turned it so she could look back at me, even as she raised her ass high into the air to meet my cock, fully hard once more. Smirking at the way she pushed back towards me needily, I reached out and grasped her ass with one hand, before smacking it with the other.
Natasha jumped and then stilled, accepting the nonverbal reprimand from her alpha with ease and settling down to wait for me to choose how this would go. I lean in and let the head of my prick rub against her mewling quim, her cunt gushing juices from the last several hours of teasing and orgasm denial we'd put her through. She whimpers and bites down on a knuckle, but even as I pause, she keeps herself still, waiting for me to make the next move.
So I do, and I'm treated to the beautiful cry of delight from the buxom redhead under me as I slide home into her warm accepting passage. Wasting no time, I grasp her ass with my hands and ram into her again and again. Natasha hits her first orgasm within a minute of rough furious pounding, and she doesn't stop, her body spasms and shudders and her eyes roll back in her head even as I reach down and grab hold of her red mane for a better grip hold.
Drawing her head back, her mouth is perpetually open in a wide O as she peters off into a silent scream. Trish is watching, mesmerized, and even Darcy and Nebula have stopped for a moment to take in the scene as Natasha finally has the desires she routinely suppresses dragged out of her fighting, kicking, and screaming the entire way.
When the super spy finally did come down from her orgasm chain, she immediately got to work thrusting her fat ass back in my direction, groaning and moaning each time I bottomed out inside of her, hands grasping the bedding beneath her even as the bedframe buckled underneath our combined force. It was only a moment's thought to reinforce the bedframe with a bit of frivolous power, something I'd gotten very good at over time.
That let us go on for quite some time without any distractions like the bed just straight falling apart from under us. Leaning forward a bit more, I took the hand I still had on Natasha's ass off of it to bring it around to her breast, mauling it and twisting the nipple in a way I knew set my current bed partner off. My other hand used its grip on her hair to pull her head to the side so I could bring my mouth down on it, and a moment later my fangs sunk into her flesh and I was drinking of her blood.
It was as tasty as it'd ever been, and the long continuous moan that came from Natasha's mouth showed just how much she liked it as well. At this point, all of these women were so connected to me through the infinity stones and my transformative blood, that their blood might as well be my blood. It wouldn't be exactly exciting for me in taste and other ways if it wasn't for the Aether. The small bit of Aether that at this point flowed through the veins of Natasha, Darcy, and Nebula, turned their blood into a sort of incubation system, like a farm with the freshest fruits and veggies.
But without the veggies, leaving us with only fruit that produced the sweetest juice one had ever tasted. That was what the blood of my female Aether-enhanced hybrids tasted like for me. It was no wonder I routinely planned these orgies to have an excuse to drink them near dry in the heat of the moment. Sure, I could have just demanded it, or even asked nicely, hah! But this was far more fun, obviously.
Under me, Natasha stiffened as the stimulation from all directions set her over the edge once more; bringing another climax that caused her passage to spasm in wonderful ways around my pistoning length. That sent me over the edge as well, and I thrust deep one last time before filling her with a load of my spunk. As I lifted my mouth from her neck, I nipped at her ear and murmured, "I bet you'd love for me to knock you up again you filthy little minx."
Natasha responded to this with a low groan as she face planted into the sheets, but she certainly didn't seem opposed to the idea. But of course, the rest of the room had super hearing, so of course what I said reached all of their ears as well. When I took my attention off of Natasha, it was to find three more ladies, all with growing pouts and hunger in their eyes.
I just grinned in response, cocked an eyebrow upward, and silently asked each of them what they were going to do about it with my gaze. After all I didn't make mistakes. As usual, it was all according to plan.
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