Chapter 16: Closing the Deal (+18)

I left the party with a smile that couldn’t hide my intentions. Manaia had left, embarrassed, but I knew exactly where she was going. Before heading to her hut, I approached Zyra and Vira, who were still near the main table. "Zyra and Vira, for today, assign others to patrol. Also, tell Zela, Lira, and Leila to rest. Tomorrow, they’ll come with me to explore the area. Choose all those who intend to learn to fight; I don’t want anyone forced, only those women who can aid Helen." Both guards nodded, their faces showing a mix of surprise and relief. I understand how they feel; losing their purpose must not be easy; they must feel useless, but I won’t let anyone in this place be useless. I have plans for everyone; even the children have a purpose. With that settled, I headed to Manaia’s hut. I found her inside, sitting on the ground, with her head in her hands. She looked up as I entered, and her cheeks flushed red. "Jax... You shouldn’t have done that in public; it’s so embarrassing," Manaia said, her voice barely a whisper. I approached, kneeling in front of her. "You’re mine, Manaia. You don’t have to hide it. Didn’t you like it? Don’t you want to shout it to the world?" She hesitated for a moment, her eyes avoiding mine. "Yes, I liked it... but I don’t feel comfortable." "And how would you feel comfortable?" I asked, my voice soft but firm, inviting her to be honest. Her eyes returned to mine. "When we’re alone..." "Just like now," I replied, and without waiting, I activated two abilities: [Silence] [Mirage]. An invisible bubble enveloped us, blocking sound within two meters and distorting light so no one could accidentally see us. Now we were completely isolated. "Good, I want to collect what you owe me," I said, my voice dropping to a more intimate tone. Manaia swallowed, her eyes fixed on mine. The blush on her cheeks intensified, but she didn’t look away. "Take off your clothes, slowly," I asked, my voice low and direct. Her hands trembled slightly as she untied the knots of her dress. The fabric slid from her shoulders, revealing her caramel-colored curves. Every movement was simply delicious; her eyes never left mine, with a mix of shyness and desire. The dress fell to the ground, leaving her completely naked, her breasts large and round, her pink nipples now raised, inviting me to bite them. "Now, dance for me," I whispered. She stepped back as I sat on her small straw bed; her body trembled, but she began to move. It was a clumsy dance at first, but full of innate sensuality. Her hips swayed, her breasts bounced softly, with a seductive rhythm. My eyes devoured every inch of her skin; my erection was about to burst my pants. "Come here." I indicated, pointing to my large tent in my pants. Manaia knelt in front of me, her eyes still fixed on mine. Her hands went to my pants, unbuttoning them with a slowness that drove me crazy. When she freed me, her eyes fell on my erection, and a perverted smile formed on her lips. She leaned in, her warm, wet lips enveloping me. Her tongue was skilled, exploring every nook; she had become really good at this. I moaned softly, leaning back, letting her take care of pleasing me. Her movements accelerated, with one hand moving up and down around my penis while her other hand slowly caressed my balls. Pressure built inside my penis, so I decided to stop her. There was no rush. Gently pulling her hair, I made her look at me while her eyes burned with desire and passion. "My turn." I made her lie down on her bed as I moved down her abdomen, giving her small kisses along the way. I positioned myself between her legs, admiring her body; from that angle, she looked even more delicious, her breasts rising like cakes with a cherry on top. I lowered my head again, kissing her flat stomach, licking my way to her crotch. She gasped, her legs trembling. I spread her thighs and savored the sight of her wet pussy. My tongue grazed it, and she arched her back, moaning. I began to lick and suck only her clitoris, tasting its sweet and salty flavor. Her moans grew louder, her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling gently. "Ahh... Jax... please...!" I ignored her, intensifying the suction on her clitoris; her whole body contracted, giving me a great view of her enjoying her pleasure. I wanted her to get lost. "Now, come here, sit here," I said, lifting myself slightly, pointing to my mouth. Manaia understood and got up while I lay back on her bed. As soon as I got comfortable, she opened her legs over my face, giving me access to see all her forbidden garden; the sight was truly delicious as a couple of drops of honey fell into my mouth. Manaia bent down, placing her entire hairy, wet vagina over my mouth; this time, her entrance was exactly on my tongue. Without any resistance, I managed to fully insert it into her vagina, making her let out a great moan. I began to suck her vagina with all I could while my hands wandered over her big ass, kneading those glorious buttocks as if they were large pieces of bread. "Yesss...!" "More, more, more...!" "Right there, that’s how I love it...!" "Knead my big ass more...!" "Do you like my body, Jax?!" "It’s all yours...! Damn, how good you suck my vagina, devour it completely...!" "AAGHHH...!" Manaia surrendered to pleasure, screaming at the top of her lungs while I enjoyed eating the honey directly from the honeycomb. With her last scream, she fell weakly onto my body while large amounts of fluid came out of her vagina. Manaia had released everything, bathing me completely; her fluid felt warm and tasted sweet, while her body convulsed, trembling nonstop, with wide eyes. Who would have thought that inside the room, Manaia would become my personal whore who would scream all those things. I’d love to record her to show her the face she has now, full of desire for my dick.