"Huff.. huff.. huff.."
Naked, flushed, and dripping in the dim glow of the bedroom. Ada Wong lay on her back beneath him, legs spread wide, her lithe spy body glistening with a thin sheen of sweat.
Madison knelt behind him on the bed, her bitchy little smirk softening into something dangerously close to adoration as her hands roamed his broad back.
He slammed into Ada in one deep, missionary thrust, burying every thick inch of his cock to the hilt. "Fuuuuck—! Luke—!" Ada cried out, back arching sharply, her perfect tits bouncing with the impact.
Luke dropped his head to her left armpit, tongue dragging slow and filthy through the salty-sweet sweat pooled there. "Mmm… fuck, Ada… your sweat tastes like sin," he groaned, licking greedily, sucking the delicate skin while his hips rolled in hard, punishing strokes. "So fucking delicious… I wanna lick every inch of this body."
Ada's arms wrapped around his neck, fingers clawing his shoulders as another moan tore from her throat. "Ahhhn~! Yes—lick me—oh god, your tongue—! Harder, Luke—fuck me harder—!"
Behind him, Madison pressed her soft tits against his back, lips trailing wet kisses along his spine while her hands rubbed slow, possessive circles over his muscles.
"God, you're so fucking hot when you ruin her," she whispered against his skin, voice dripping with that signature Madison bitchiness mixed with raw love. "Don't stop… I love watching you make bitches wimper."
Luke growled, switching to Ada's right armpit, tongue lapping up every drop of her delicious sweat while his cock pistoned in and out of her tight, soaking pussy. The wet slap of skin filled the room, mixing with Ada's broken moans.
"Luke—! I'm— I'm cumming—! Ahhhhh~!" Ada's walls clamped down like a vice. Luke buried himself deep and unloaded, flooding her with thick ropes of cum until it leaked out around his shaft.
He didn't even pull out yet. Instead he flipped Ada onto her stomach in one smooth motion, yanking her hips up into the perfect doggy position. Her ass arched high, cum already dripping down her thighs.
"Stay right there," he ordered, then turned his head and crashed his mouth against Madison's in a filthy, tongue-heavy kiss.
Madison moaned into his mouth as he slammed back into Ada's creampied pussy from behind. "Mmmph—! Fuck—yes—!" Ada screamed, face buried in the pillow, ass rippling with every brutal thrust.
Luke kept kissing Madison the entire time — deep, messy, possessive — while he railed Ada senseless. His free hand reached under Ada to rub her clit in tight circles. "Cum again for me," he growled against Madison's lips. "Let me feel that pussy milk me."
Ada shattered with a wail. "Cumming—! Luke—! Oh my fucking god—!!" Her second orgasm hit so hard her legs shook. Luke groaned and pumped her full again, adding a second creampie that overflowed instantly.
He finally pulled out with a wet pop, cock glistening with their mixed juices. Grabbing Madison by the hair, he guided her head down. "Clean me, Maddy."
"With pleasure~"
Madison's bitchy face melted into pure devotion as she opened wide and took him to the back of her throat in one smooth motion, sucking and licking every drop of Ada's cum and his own off his shaft. "Mmm… tastes so fucking good," she moaned around him, eyes watering but never breaking eye contact.
Luke's hand tightened in her hair and he started face-fucking her — slow at first, then harder, hips snapping forward until his balls slapped her chin. "Fuck— your throat feels incredible— take it all—!"
Madison gagged and drooled but took every inch, moaning like a whore the whole time. "Glk— glk— glk— mmmph—!"
He came with a deep groan, flooding her mouth until her cheeks bulged. When he pulled out, Madison tilted her head back, opened her mouth wide, and showed him the thick white load pooled on her tongue — looking up at him with that perfect mix of bratty smugness and loving worship.
Then she closed her mouth… chewed slowly… and swallowed with an exaggerated gulp, licking her lips. "All gone~" she purred, voice husky.
Luke's cock twitched and hardened instantly at the sight. "Fuck… you're perfect."
With zero effort he scooped Madison up using his super strength, lifting her like she weighed nothing. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he impaled her on his cock in one standing thrust — holding her like a living fleshlight.
"Oh my fucking—! Luke—! So deep—!" Madison screamed, eyes rolling back as he started bouncing her up and down on his shaft with brutal ease.
He fucked her relentlessly — powerful arms flexing, hips snapping upward to meet every drop. Her tits bounced wildly against his chest. "Fuck me—! Pound my cunt—! Ahhh~! Luke—! I love you—! Harder— please—!"
Luke grinned, slamming her down harder, the wet squelch of her soaked pussy echoing with every thrust. "That bitchy little face of yours… looking at me like that… makes me wanna break you."
Madison's moans turned into sobs of pleasure, her arms clinging to his neck as she came violently around him. "I'm cumming—! I'm— ahhhhhhhhh~!"
Luke kept bouncing her like a toy, never slowing, chasing his own release while Ada watched from the bed, fingers lazily circling her clit, still leaking his cum.
"Gonna fill you next, Madison," he growled, voice rough. "Gonna breed this tight little pussy until you can't walk."
Madison's only answer was a broken, ecstatic scream as another orgasm ripped through her — exactly what he wanted to hear.
...
Outside in the hallway, Jane Foster and Darcy Lewis had frozen mid-step.
Jane's cheeks were already flaming. She'd recognized Madison's voice instantly — those desperate, filthy sounds — and her scientific mind immediately supplied every anatomical detail she didn't want to think about right now. She tugged Darcy's sleeve.
"Come on," she whispered, mortified. "Let's just—"
Darcy's impish grin widened. "Oh no. No way." She grabbed Jane's wrist and yanked her back, pressing both their ears to the door just as another wet slap echoed through the wood, followed by Madison's final, broken howl.
Jane's breath hitched. Darcy bit her lip, eyes glittering. "Goddamn," Darcy breathed. "He's destroying her."
Luke kept pounding Madison with relentless, superhuman strength, holding her aloft like she truly was nothing more than a warm, dripping toy designed for his pleasure. Her legs locked tight around his waist, heels digging into his lower back as he bounced her up and down his thick shaft. Every downward drop forced a wet, obscene squelch from her soaked cunt.
At first her moans were sharp and needy — "Luke—fuck—harder—!" — but the longer he used her, the more they degraded.
Outside, Jane's thighs pressed together instinctively. A hot flush crawled up her neck. She stared at the floor, mortified by how wet she already felt soaking through her panties.
Darcy didn't even pretend to be subtle. Her free hand slipped down the front of her jeans, fingers finding her clit and rubbing slow, needy circles. A soft whimper escaped her.
Inside, Madison's voice cracked, grew hoarse, turned raw and animalistic. Guttural, broken sounds spilled from her lips with every brutal upward thrust.
"Ghh—nngh—ahhhnk—!" Her head lolled back, eyes half-rolled, mouth slack. Drool slid from the corner of her lips. Her bitchy little smirk was long gone — replaced by pure, fucked-out bliss.
With a satisfied grunt he finally unsheathed himself — his cock springing free, glistening and still rock-hard, strings of her cream connecting it to her gaping entrance. He lowered Madison gently onto the bed beside the still-sleeping Ada, who lay sprawled on her stomach, ass slightly raised, thick creampies slowly leaking from between her thighs.
...
Outside, Darcy's pase quickened, Jane glanced sideways — saw Darcy's hand moving, saw the way her chest rose and fell faster — and quickly looked away again, cheeks burning hotter.
"Ghh—nngh—ahhhnk—!"
Inside, Madison let out one last shattered moan… then silence.
The door flew open.
Darcy yelped, stumbling forward, her hand still stuffed down her pants, fingers glistening. Jane squeaked and tried to hide behind her.
Luke stood framed in the doorway — towering, naked, cock still rigid and shining with Madison's juices. His gaze flicked from Darcy's compromising position to Jane's tomato-red face.
A slow, predatory smile curled his lips.
Darcy recovered first. She pulled her hand free, gave her fingers a casual lick, then flashed him the sweetest, most innocent smile she could muster while still flushed and panting.
"Um… hi?"
Jane made a strangled sound and covered her face with both hands.
Luke didn't speak. He simply reached out, wrapped one massive hand around each of their wrists, and tugged.
They stumbled inside. The door slammed shut behind them and locked with a soft click.
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