Chapter 140: Chapter 140: The Celebration Begins
The waterfall roared in the background while Jax, with his clone at his side, sat like a predator on his makeshift throne. The women exchanged glances, cheeks flushed, the air thick with lust. Tala, still staggering, had barely returned to the back when Jax lifted his hand and called:
"Manaia. You’ll be the first."
The bronzed milf smirked shamelessly, her black hair falling over her shoulders, her generous curves swaying with each step. Her eyes glowed like embers as she approached—no fear, no shame.
"I knew you’d pick me first," she purred, dropping the cloth that covered her. Her perfect body stood bare—bronzed skin, huge firm breasts, wide hips built to be gripped. "Let’s see if you can handle a real woman."
Neither Jax nor his clone hesitated. The clone lifted her by the waist, pressing her against the stone wall, while Jax positioned himself behind her. Manaia let out an excited laugh as the two cocks rubbed against her skin.
"Shit... you’re going to wreck me," she gasped.
"Didn’t you beg for this, shameless milf?" Jax growled in her ear, biting down on her neck.
Both pushed into her at once—one in her pussy, the other in her ass. Manaia arched her back with a raw scream.
"Ahhh! Yes... more, fuck me, more! Make me pass out!"
The wet sound of thrusts echoed through the refuge. Manaia clung to them with all her strength, nails digging into the clone’s skin while Jax yanked her hair, dominating her mercilessly. The milf took every savage thrust like a beast, laughing between her moans.
"Two gods just for me! Break me! Leave me dripping for weeks!"
Her body convulsed, one orgasm after another ripping her voice away until she finally collapsed, gasping, thighs trembling, lips parted in bliss. The clone laid her softly on the ground, destroyed but smiling in satisfaction.
Jax licked his lips, eyes shifting to the rest.
"One down..."
He stood, scanning the next.
"Zela."
The young woman swallowed hard. Her black hair, short but flowing down to her hips, framed her trembling chest and round ass outlined by her tight clothes. She had once offered her virginity, but the moment had never come. Now, with her heart racing, she stepped forward.
"Jax..." she whispered nervously.
He lifted her chin with one finger. "You still kept it for me?"
Zela nodded, biting her lip, eyes shining with fear and desire.
"Then get ready. Because there’ll be no softness here. It’s your first time... and it’ll also be the most brutal one you’ll ever remember."
The clone grabbed her waist, laying her across the table where Tala had been wrecked before. Jax tore her clothes apart, baring her trembling body. Her legs pressed shut, heat spilling from her untouched pussy in anticipation.
"Relax, little one," Jax murmured, rubbing the tip of his cock against her slit. "This is going to hurt... but after, you’ll beg for more."
With one thrust, Jax drove inside. Zela screamed, tears bursting from her eyes as her virginity was destroyed in an instant.
"Aaaahhh! Jax!"
He didn’t stop. Holding her hips tight, he began slamming into her without mercy, breaking her in with every stroke. The table creaked beneath them. The clone moved behind, lifting her ass and shoving his cock inside as well. Zela screamed louder, pain mixing with a pleasure so raw it stole her breath.
"Too much! You’re gonna... aaahhh... split me in two!"
"That’s exactly what you wanted," Jax growled. "To be ours. Completely ours."
Her young body arched, her tits bouncing with every savage thrust. Her screams melted into moans, then into desperate pleas.
"Don’t stop... don’t stop! I want to feel you until I can’t walk!"
The orgasm hit her like lightning, her body convulsing as both filled her at once. Zela collapsed, drenched in sweat and tears, but smiling with wild satisfaction.
Jax caressed her cheek, his voice low and rough:
"You’re no longer a virgin. Now you’re ours."
The others watched, faces flushed, knowing their turn was coming.
At the back, Leila—the healer—stood still. She was one of the few Jax had never taken to bed. A mature milf, full curves and a maternal aura that only made him crave her more. Though she wanted to retreat, too flustered to watch the others being ruined, she didn’t dare move, waiting for her turn.
Jax’s predator smile locked onto her.
"Tonight, every single one of you will have your turn. You can choose not to... but if you accept, tonight you’ll learn what it means to be taken by a god."
Leila swallowed hard, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear, her hands trembling.
"I... I accept," she whispered, cheeks burning.
Jax leaned back on his throne, the clone standing behind her like an erotic executioner. He gently took her chin, forcing her mouth open.
"Then start by surrendering to me."
She dropped to her knees, lips wrapping around his cock. Jax groaned, gripping her hair as he guided her head in a steady rhythm. Every time she tried to pull away for air, he forced her deeper, until her eyes watered.
"That’s it..." Jax panted. "Do it like you’re saving my life with your mouth."
Behind her, the clone lifted her skirt and shoved his cock into her asshole without warning, making her scream around Jax’s cock. The wet, obscene sounds mixed with their growls.
"You’re perfect, Leila," the clone purred as he hammered into her mercilessly. "Tonight you’ll be stuffed by us both."
She moaned, throat vibrating around the original’s cock as the clone split her from behind. Soon, they switched—one taking her pussy, the other using her mouth—forcing her to take both in a relentless, delicious sequence.
"Look at you..." Jax laughed, stroking her tear-streaked face. "A holy healer turned into our little slut."
Leila’s desperate moans filled the room. Every time she tried to resist the brutal rhythm, they dragged her back in, punishing every hole until she gave up completely, trembling as her juices spilled down her thighs.
Finally, both Jax and his clone tensed, exploding inside her until she collapsed on the floor, trembling, a broken smile on her lips.
Jax lifted her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes.
"That was delicious... and it’s only the beginning."
The clone licked his lips, while the rest of the women stared from the line, flushed and trembling. The promise was clear: each would get her turn in this divine feast.
The Chapter closed with Jax grinning fiercely, savoring the spectacle.
"Tonight... we celebrate my triumph."