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Death hadn't affected Felicia's arousal at all. She seemed more than happy to have her first time in Death's presence, which was perhaps why Death hadn't shown any desire to leave the room.
He glanced down and saw no opening in her bodysuit. "You want to take it—"
Her claws slid out silently. A quick slash carved a lip-shaped hole right over her crotch, exposing her glistening pink folds. "I'm going to make a new one anyway. Let's leave it as a memento of our first time."
"Alright."
With one hand on her ass, he gently brushed his thumb over her drenched white pubes. "You're so wet."
"I've waited too long," Felicia grunted and leaned back, gripping his cock. Keeping one hand on the bed to support herself, she lowered herself on his cock. She winced slightly as the cockhead parted her lips. "Mmmh… You're so big."
His hands were right where they needed to be, on her butt cheeks, steadying her wobbly descent. "Just like that, my beautiful Cat. No need to rush..."
She threw herself at him and hugged him tightly. In the next moment, she recklessly slammed her hips down on him. Her pussy stretched wide around him, taking in his full length in one smooth motion. She moaned, burying her face deeper in his chest, trembling against him. He gasped at the tenseness around his dick.
"Fuck…!" She looked up, biting her lips. The tears in her eyes were both from pain and happiness. "Sorry, I got anxious there."
He held her face, brushing her tears away with his thumb. "Not your fault."
A series of coincidences piling up just to screw her over, that would stress anyone out. She couldn't be blamed for wanting to rush it.
His gentleness only made her hungrier, eyes blazing with heat. She pried his hands from her face and closed in for a messy kiss.
"Forget about everything," she growled, nipping his bottom lip. "Just fuck your favorite pussy cat. Show me how you made Silver submit like a bitch."
Her provocations worked him up. He bent his knees, leaning back into a comfortable incline against the headboard so she could be more comfortable. Holding her by her hips, he thrust into her with slow, deep strokes, making her tight walls flutter around him.
Felicia rose and fell like ocean waves, her platinum hair whipping around as she took him deeper each time. He could sense the contracting and relaxing of Felicia's muscles in rhythm with her moans. "Dante… fuck, Darling… that's the spot."
She started bouncing harder as she got used to the stretch. Her hands went up to tangle in her own hair, then sliding down to grope her tits through the slick black material. The way those huge, soft mounds bounced and jiggled with every slam made his cock throb inside her.
Her moans climbed higher, turning into full-throated screams of absolute delight as his thrusts nailed her sweet spots over and over. She was very near, so very near to her orgasm, her body was tensed up, and her toes were curled. Her claws came out of their own and ruined the mattress. He grinned like a wolf and sped up, pounding into her harder and faster until she came.
He lifted her ass off the bed and rose onto his knees. "Just changing positions."
Felicia's arms looped around his neck, her sharp claws digging into his back just enough to sting. "Mhmm."
He pinned her under him and slid his hands under her knees to push her legs up until her feet touched the mattress. Her flexible body allowed it without breaking a sweat.
Her thighs shook with fatigue as his hips slammed down with savage accuracy, driving his cock balls-deep into her dripping pussy again and again. Each thrust was marked by the loud slap of his heavy balls against her pale ass cheeks. Every impact sent a shockwave of pleasure through both of them, which made them both even more vocal in moaning.
He didn't pay attention to anything else besides the scorching heat of her pussy milking him and the filthy sounds they made. He fucked her like he had waiting for this forever, which wasn't a lie. She was his childhood crush in a way ever since watching the animated Spider-Man show.
The walls of her pussy tightened around him, and he realized that she was almost there yet again. This time, he allowed it. He thrust deep into her, his cock swelling thick and the release of a stream of semen happening deep in her.
"Darling…!"
Her orgasm completely took her over. The scream she let out wasn't elegant or classy like her typical self. It was primal, filled with lust and passion.
He stayed buried deep for a long moment, savoring the way her pussy spasmed and fluttered. Then he straightened up and slowly pulled out, letting Felicia stretch her legs. A thick white trickle of his cum immediately leaked from her puffy folds and dripped down onto the black silk sheets, mixing with the scattered rose petals.
Felicia laid there, sweaty and wrecked in her bodysuit. Her chest heaved, yet there was a satisfied grin on her dazed face. "My god, that was… delicious."
Death moved silently to his side, rising onto her knees and offering her still-leaking breasts. He hugged her tight against his chest, and latched onto one swollen nipple. He sucked hard, drawing a fresh stream of that warm, sweet cosmic milk.
He only got to enjoy a few moments before Felicia recovered and yelled, "Hey! Me too!"
Felicia wasn't about to be left out. She got up in a hurry and forced her way into a kiss, diving in to steal some of that sweetness right from his mouth.
He smirked at her. "Your turn."
Felicia's green eyes flashed with mischief. She grabbed the zipper of her bodysuit and slid it down, letting her breasts bounce out like they had been dying to escape their confines. Slick in her sweat, her perfect pale nipples quivered. Even though he had to focus on Biokinesis, he couldn't resist going in for some groping.
She laughed and pushed his hands away. "Do the thing first. I'm ready to graduate from a kitten to a full-on mommy cat."
"You'll be a worthy rival to Death."
He held her close and closed his eyes, letting his Biokinesis scan every inch of her.
"Alright, listen up," he murmured against her ear. "I'm not just flipping a switch. I gotta rewrite some things inside—"
"Shhh." She placed a finger on his lips. "Don't give me the science pep talk, nerd. Get it over with it."
The trust in her eyes melted him. He gave her a soft kiss before he touched her belly and made the adjustments needed to her body. First, he boosted the milk-producing glands in her tits, making them way more active, bigger ducts, more sensitive. Then he cranked up her prolactin levels so her body believed it was already pregnant and ready to feed.
"Almost done."
Just one push against her ass made Felicia stand on her knees, her tits jiggling right in his face. His tongue lapped at her hard, pink peak.
Felicia shivered, her eyes opening wide. "It's not usually like that."
"Hmm. I'll be a little rough. Bear with me here."
Felicia nodded. "Do whatever is necessary."
He grabbed her massive mounds. Rough, greedy motions were employed, the kind of pressure and grip that might seem excessive to most used now to knead Black Cat's bare rack. Animalistic was the word one might have to describe the way that he manhandled Felicia's twin mounds.
Lifting those nice tits up with a claw-like grasp on each and letting them fall soon after, just to scoop those twin pillows back up and do it again. Grabbing heaping handfuls of her tits and giving both short little alternating tugs.
It all could almost be mistaken for some attempt to milk Black Cat, truthfully… he was doing just that. This was the final step to flip the switch and make her lactate for real.
Suddenly, Felicia let out a very sharp and high-pitched sound that was nothing but the expression of pure bliss. "Ahmm~! Fuck, I'm getting off to this. What the heck is happening to me?"
Death leaned in from the side and gently patted Felicia's back. "Don't resist. Accept it."
"Fuck it. I don't care anymore," she said, between breaths, and pushed him down, forcing him flat on the bed. She squeezed her other breast, offering it to him desperately. "Touch it too, or I'll go insane!"
He pulled her heavy breasts together and latched onto both nipples at the same time. She shivered violently, moaning from the electric jolts of pleasure that were coming from her breasts.
She threw her head back, squirming on top of him. "God, I'm gonna... I'm coming from my tits!"
Her whole body locked up. Hot, clear cum splashed in a big wave onto his cock and thighs. She had actually squirted.
Even after that, her breathing became more intense, and her gasps became more violent. She uttered a little sigh, and a shiver went through her fat breasts.
"It's coming..." the platinum blonde-haired beauty said in a whisper. Almost immediately after that, a powerful jet of warm, sweet milk shot directly into Dante's mouth as he was sucking hard on her swollen nipple. Without a delay, he worked his mouth like a reflex, swallowing the rich and creamy liquid eagerly.
A delicacy. That was why he kept both of those full, sloshing cushions above his face and let them spray yummy, white treasure right in his mouth. Like a starving baby asking for food.
She took a drop on her finger and licked it. Her eyes went wide. "My milk… How does it taste?"
"Delicious. I love it."
"I'm glad," she sighed and glanced at Death. "I'm busy over here. Can you get his dick inside me?"
Death, who was enviously watching Felicia, sighed softly. She shifted herself between his legs and lowered herself on his cock. Her mouth slid all over his cock, licking and cleaning every inch of his and Felicia's juices from him. His half-erect cock sprang to full hardness again.
She guided the fat cockhead right to Felicia's dripping pussy and yanked Felicia's ass down.
"It's back inside me," Felicia moaned, feeling the intrusion. "God, it makes me so full inside."
Felicia started riding him like a woman possessed. His eyes went up for a second only, and he saw her with her mouth wide and in a constant breathy moan, her face changed into an expression of blissful surrender, and her green eyes rolled back so far only the whites showed.
She let out a little cry as her hips stuttered, the pleasure slamming into her too hard. The wave of pleasure was too much for her, and as her soft moans turned into desperate cries, she lost control while he drank her breast milk.
Felicia was in full bloom. The mix of Dante extracting her milk and the massive feeling of his cock penetrating her to the core made her experience peak after peak of ecstatic sensations all over her body. She instinctively made her hand go down, stroking the base of his shaft where it was disappearing inside her, giving her another layer of pleasure.
However, despite her pussy being widely opened around his big cock, his complete attention was still fixed on her breasts. The warm milk kept on flowing steadily into his mouth, fulfilling a strong, primal need. He went on drinking, sucking with an insatiable desire, not letting go of this preciousness until he felt really full. He kept suctioning for many long minutes, slightly moving to get more of her breast, then eventually doing a little twist. He lightly touched the sensitive tip of her nipple with the edge of his teeth.
Felicia screamed, spasming violently. "MHMM!"
The orgasm was like a sharp knife cutting through her, leaving nothing but ashes, and then the sucking of her tit was the only thing that remained. Her pussy was hot as her cum fluid shot out from her contracting pussy, soaking his thighs for the second time.
Her words came out in between her gasps. "Oh god… too much… too good!"
Her bouncing slowed down. She was completely overwhelmed by the mind-blowing power of the orgasm. He had to make up for her lack of strength. His hands travelled down her body, which was glistening with sweat, and he took hold of her butt cheeks with a firm grip, his hands digging into the soft flesh. He raised her up and then slammed her back down on his cock with such force, all while still tugging at her right breast and deepening his mouth's hold on her nipples. He again started sucking her hard and vigorously, and she was literally bouncing on his lap.
He was turning her into his quivering, gasping, obscene mess.
Felicia's breathing became erratic again. It was deep and shuddering, and she was still feeling the pleasure going on in her body from the climax initiated by the nipple sucking and her lover's cock. Another slight, pleasured moan escaped her mouth while her right breast filled with milk pulsed with the rhythm of his sucking.
"It's coming... again..." she breathlessly said, voice thick with disbelief and pleasure. A strong spray of milk once more flowed from her right nipple right into Dante's mouth that was waiting as he kept his strong suction on. Once again, he drank passionately, swallowing the warm milk without rest.
Felicia's sexual desire was rekindled in no time; it was a dual sensation that did it. She was whispering soft, pitiful sounds as her waist, still gripped tightly by Dante, began to move automatically against his thrusts. Although his dick was buried deep in her spasming pussy, he still did not get distracted. Nothing could stop him from enjoying this great indulgence until he was completely satisfied. He suckled her right tit without mercy, his mouth moving in a rhythmic fashion on her nipple, for a few more minutes. Eventually, he applied pressure with his teeth, scraping them softly yet firmly over the hypersensitive nipple, purposely.
Felicia screamed, her body bending impossibly backward. "DANTE~! FUCK!"
Another powerful orgasm erupted in her, this time, solely focused on her breast. Her pussy, which had just been through the pleasure of being filled by his cock, was now clenching and releasing in a rhythm that matched the feeding, thus flooding his lap again with another gush of her wetness. He finally released her right nipple with a wet pop, swallowing the last milk with a mouthful.
He looked at his naughty lover, who was utterly wrecked. Felicia was shaking, her breath loud and uneven, her green eyes not really seeing anything. Sweat was soaked into her platinum blonde hair on her forehead and milk glistened on her tits.
Still holding her butt cheeks, he picked her up easily and held her above his lap for a second before pulling her back down onto his cock with a fast pace.
"I am about to cum," he said in a growl, his voice rough from the pressure rising in his groins.
Felicia let out a faint whimper and began to bounce even quicker to get his release, but her already exhausted and overly sensitive muscles barely moved. It wasn't a problem for him though. He just increased the pace of his movements, very vigorously pistoning his hips upwards, thrusting his thick big cock deep into her soft pussy.
Felicia's moan rose to a long, beastly cry as he reached as deep as he could in his lover.
"FILL ME, DARLING!" she shouted, her head leaning back. Her pussy was wildly constricting and relaxing around him as he was firing his load into her with strong, pulsating bursts and making her depths full of thick, hot sperm. She fell forward in his arms, breathing heavily, her body lifeless and trembling, milk dripping unnoticed on his broad muscles.
The room was quiet from people apart from their heavy breathing and Death fingering herself on the side while toying with her milk-spilling tits. She had removed her pants at some point and began to pleasure herself. The sight of her lover and her "bestie" fucking like beasts had been too much for her.
Eventually, he relaxed his hold on the now reddened butt cheeks. Her sleepy eyes closed, her face was on his sweaty body. He sat up and slowly pulled out, then let her lie on the bed with a pillow under her head.
"Just taking a breath," Felicia whispered, reaching out to press a hand against his face. "Satisfy Death. I'll join you soon."
He kissed her hand with a smile and beckoned Death, who immediately turned around, reaching back with her right hand to spread her ass cheeks. The lovely folds of flesh were connected with a web of her wetness.
Tonight, he was going to milk the two of them as much as they would be milking him.
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