Hearing her words, Viktor let out a low chuckle, his dark eyes glinting with amusement as he looked down at her kneeling form.

"That's how it usually looks," he said simply, his voice carrying that infuriating casual tone.

Kaida furrowed her brow, her red eyes narrowing as she stared at the soft, heavy length resting against his thigh.

Her finger moved instinctively to her hair, tucking a loose strand behind her ear in a gesture that was both nervous and determined.

With her other hand, she reached out, her calloused fingers wrapping around his limp shaft.

The warmth of it surprised her—hot, pulsing with life even in its dormant state. The skin was impossibly soft, sliding easily over the dense muscle beneath.

She gave it an experimental squeeze.

It twitched. Thickened slightly in her grip.

Kaida leaned forward, her breath ghosting over the mushroom head. She could smell him—musky, masculine, intoxicating. Her lips parted, hovering just inches away.

"I don't like it like this," she whispered, her voice carrying a note of challenge.

Then she opened her mouth and took him in.

"—Ha."

The sound escaped Viktor before he could stop it. His entire body went rigid as her warm, wet mouth enveloped his soft cock. The sensation was different from when he was hard—more intimate somehow, more vulnerable.

Kaida's tongue pressed flat against the underside of his shaft, tasting the salt of his skin.

She could feel him growing already, the flesh swelling and hardening against her tongue with each passing second.

She pulled back slightly, her lips dragging along his length, before diving forward again.

This time she took him deeper, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked—gentle at first, then with increasing pressure.

"Mmph..."

The muffled sound vibrated through Viktor's cock as it continued its transformation. Five inches became six. Six became seven.

Kaida felt it happen in real-time. The soft, pliable flesh in her mouth hardening into rigid steel. The head swelling, flaring wider, pressing insistently against the back of her throat.

She pulled off with a wet *pop*, gasping for air. A string of saliva connected her lips to his now half-hard cock. She looked up at him, her red eyes blazing with determination and something else—hunger.

"That's better," she muttered before diving back down.

This time there was no hesitation. She opened wide and pushed forward, taking him deep in one smooth motion.

"—Woah!" Viktor's hand shot out, gripping the edge of the table behind him for support.

Kaida felt his cock hit the back of her throat. She paused, breathing through her nose, fighting her gag reflex. Then she pushed further.

Her throat opened. The thick head of his cock slipped past the tight ring of muscle and into her esophagus.

"Haah... fuck..." Viktor's voice came out strangled, his dark eyes locked onto the sight below him.

Kaida's throat bulged. He could see it—the clear outline of his cock distorting the elegant column of her neck. It looked obscene. It looked perfect.

Tears formed in the corners of Kaida's eyes as she forced herself to take more. Seven inches became eight. Her nose pressed against his pubic bone, her chin nestled against his heavy balls.

She held there, gagging slightly, her throat contracting around his length in rhythmic spasms that made Viktor's toes curl.

"Gkkh—mmph—"

The muffled, choking sounds she made were pure sin. Viktor's hand moved on instinct, fingers threading through her red hair.

"You look so fucking beautiful like this," he breathed, his voice rough with desire.

Kaida's eyes flicked up to meet his. Even with tears streaming down her cheeks, even with her face flushed red from lack of oxygen, her gaze burned with defiant pride.

She pulled back slowly, her lips dragging along every inch of his shaft. When only the head remained in her mouth, she swirled her tongue around it, lapping at the slit that was now leaking steady streams of pre-cum.

"Th-This... is my... mmph... protection money..." she tried to say, but her words were broken, muffled by the thick cock stuffing her mouth. "You... gkkh... better... haah... pay up..."

Viktor's cock twitched violently at her garbled words. She sounded destroyed. Wrecked. And she was still talking shit.

"Keep going," he growled, his fingers tightening in her hair. "Show me what that warrior mouth can do."

Kaida glared up at him—then smiled around his cock. It was a wicked, dangerous smile.

She pulled off completely, letting his cock spring free. It stood at full attention now, all eight thick inches pointing directly at her face. The shaft was slick with her saliva, glistening in the moonlight. The head was an angry purple, swollen and leaking.

She wrapped one hand around the base, squeezing, while her other hand moved lower to cup his balls. They were heavy, full, churning with seed.

"Mmm..." Kaida hummed, leaning forward to drag her tongue from the base of his shaft all the way to the tip. "So much... are you going to fill my throat with all of this?"

"Woah..." Viktor's breath hitched. "Keep talking like that and—"

She didn't let him finish. Her mouth engulfed him again, this time with purpose. She bobbed her head fast and hard, taking him to the root with each downward plunge. Her hand worked in tandem, twisting and stroking whatever her lips couldn't reach.

"Gkk—mmph—haaah—"

The wet, obscene sounds of her deepthroating filled the hall. Saliva dripped down her chin, coating his balls, making everything slick and messy.

Viktor's hips started moving on their own, matching her rhythm. Shallow thrusts that pushed his cock deeper into her willing throat.

"Fuck, Kaida... your throat... it's—urgh—"

She moaned around him, the vibration shooting straight up his spine. Her fingers massaged his balls, rolling them gently, feeling them tighten and draw up as his orgasm approached.

"I'm... I'm close..." Viktor warned, his voice strained.

Kaida didn't pull off. Instead, she doubled her efforts. She relaxed her throat completely, letting him use her mouth like a toy.

Her eyes rolled back slightly as she focused on breathing through her nose, on taking every brutal inch he gave her.

"Kaida—fuck—I'm gonna—"

His hand gripped her hair hard, pulling her down as his hips bucked forward one final time.

"HAAH!"

Viktor's entire body seized. His cock swelled impossibly thicker for one heartbeat—then erupted.

Thick ropes of hot cum shot directly down Kaida's throat. She felt it—the pulsing, the flooding warmth filling her from the inside. She swallowed reflexively, her throat working to take it all.

One. Two. Three. Four massive spurts pumped straight into her stomach.

Then Viktor pulled back, dragging his cock out of her throat.

"Gkkh—koff! Haah—!"

Kaida gasped as his cock popped free of her lips, still spurting.

The fifth rope splattered across her face, painting a thick white line from her forehead to her chin. The sixth hit her cheek.

The seventh her nose.

Viktor looked down, still stroking his cock with one hand, aiming it at her upturned face. His dark eyes were glazed with post-orgasmic bliss and predatory satisfaction.

"Woah..." he breathed, a cocky smirk spreading across his face. "You know magic? Five inch limp became eight inch hard."

Kaida glared up at him, her face covered in his seed, her chest heaving as she caught her breath. But there was no real anger in her eyes—just satisfaction and lingering hunger.

"Shut... up..." she panted.

Viktor chuckled, continuing to slowly stroke his still-hard cock. More cum dribbled from the tip, falling onto her upturned face. He adjusted his angle, letting drops land on her forehead, her nose, her parted lips.

Kaida's hand remained on his balls, massaging them gently, coaxing out every last drop.

"Such a good girl," Viktor murmured, looking down at her from above. "Taking it all like that... but is this because you curse a lot that your mouth a bit rough?"

From his angle—standing above her, looking down—she was a masterpiece. Her red hair was disheveled, strands stuck to her face where his cum had splattered.

Her crimson eyes were half-lidded, pupils contracted to pinpricks from the intensity. Tear tracks marked her cheeks. Her lips were swollen, glistening with saliva and seed.

And his cum... his cum was everywhere. Thick white ropes crisscrossed her face, dripping down her chin onto her chest.

But as Viktor watched his cum slowly absorbed by her skin, making her look more beautiful and ravishing, he recalled what Mira had told him yesterday: Why not try anal with Kaida and Bella?

'Wait... Hunters will come, Kaida and Bella are only ones who can actually combat.' Viktor realized until birth, he needed two of his wives who were told to get pregnant in the last month of Helena and Mira's pregnancy to be with him while he dealt with on-ground hunters.

'I need to help them...'

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