Resident Evil Multiverse Of Madness

Ameera dragged Zeel into the bed in her room. She noted that he was deceptively lighter than his stature would have you believe.

Her course of action was birthed from both a mixture of fear and excitement at the possibilities that Zeel represented for humanity.

It was not every day you made unfiltered contact with a possible Alien that boasted pinnacle human physique and attractiveness.

Ameera could guess the stirs this would cause in the scientific community.

'Were human's descendants of such a Being, or was he created secretly using human DNA?' She thought.

The possibilities were endless.

Like any other normal human, Ameera was startled by the appearance of a man from the crystal, but she was more concerned with the man's health at the moment.

Since the moment he exited the crystal, Zeel took quick and shallow breaths. This told Ameera that he had an extremely difficult time breathing within the current atmosphere.

Sadly, Ameera didn't know that Zeel was adjusting to the newly formed next half of his body. Even encased within the crystal, Zeel's mind still remained mostly active.

Using his wits and a couple of whispers, Zeel was able to speed up his recovery by brainwashing Abas to make sacrifices in front of the crystal.

After all, Ancient Gods did not allow sacrifices for no reason. Every sacrifice, willingly given, would strengthen them a little, in Zeel's case, it aided in the recovery of his body.

After laying Zeel onto the bed, Ameera stepped back as her Inner-Researcher examined his physique with a scrutinizing eye.

Everything about Zeel screamed perfection… and not the type of pure-perfection, but a unique type of perfection that held just a hint of Imperfection.

She saw the innocent girl she once was, the day her parents died in a coup for the throne. The day her fiancé died in her arms. The day her heart died, and she chose to become a Researcher.

These moments were not only displayed to Ameera, but also to the half-conscious God of Travels – Zeel Crawford.

Within a couple of moments, Zeel understood Ameera, probably better than she understood herself.

Out of her daze, Ameera noticed that Zeel's trembling had all but stopped, only a slight irritation could be seen plaguing half of his body.

Ameera pulled a chair and sat by the bed as she observed the unconscious Zeel. Not knowing when, Ameera unconsciously found herself tracing the details of Zeel's muscular body.

The eight-packs apparent on his stomach was traced carefully using Ameera's expensive fingernails. Ameera traced every part of Zeel's body in a trance.

She didn't even realize what she was doing until she brought her fingers to her face and licked them greedily. There was a lingering taste on her finger that she found irresistible.

There was something about the man in front of her that just appealed to her instincts as a woman.

It was an innate need that originated from her human genetics, from her fragile mentality, from her own will.

Ameera brushed her hair behind her ear, and leaned down, partaking in the lips of the man in front of her. Suddenly, Zeel's eyes snapped open and Ameera gazed into the ruby-red slitted eyes that were more beautiful than all the stars in the Galaxy.

There was no need for talking, Ameera knew what she wanted, and she knew what Zeel wanted, and she wanted to give Zeel what he wanted while also fulfilling her own d.e.s.i.r.es.

Zeel's body was already n.a.k.e.d, so Ameera had no need to wait any longer. She threw herself onto Zeel's body and slowly maneuvered her body lower and lower.

While moving lower, Ameera began kissing Zeel's c.h.e.s.t, packs, and abdomen.

She left a trail of saliva everywhere she moved, Ameera had never tasted anything as delicious as Zeel's natural aura. Everything about Zeel made her feel dominated, and she loved it.

Reaching his 8-inch d.i.c.k, Ameera made sure to fit the enormous mushroom head into her mouth. It took both hands wrapping around Zeel's d.i.c.k to stabilize herself enough to aim it at her mouth.

There was no bending when it came to Zeel's c.o.c.k, what Ameera held was a great sword that was forged by Heaven, itself. It was as solid as a building that withstood the eons, while also as soft as clouds that the gods slept on.

Ameera made sure to wet the head thoroughly with her saliva.

Up, down, up, down, up, down.

Ameera licked the full 8-inch length of Zeel's d.i.c.k, not forgetting to show her greatest suction power when neared his dangling balls.

After making sure that Zeel's d.i.c.k was sufficiently moist, Ameera opened her mouth as far as it could go and swallowed Zeel's beast, like a sword entering a really small sheath.

Yet, somehow the sword was conquered. Zeel had no mercy, the moment he felt the wet insides of Ameera's mouth, he began to f.u.c.k her mouth without any mercy.

*Puchi*

*puchi*

*puchi*

Powerful thrusts made sure that each of Zeel's strokes would reach as deep into Ameera's throat as possible while not killing her.

Zeel flipped their bodies, so Ameera's back was now on the bed. Then he began thrusting recklessly, conquering the woman's mouth that desperately tried to please him.

Feeling that a blowjob would not allow him to finish, Zeel moved backward, allowing his d.i.c.k to extricate itself from Ameera's mouth.

*Pop*

With a popping sound, Zeel was no longer within Ameera's mouth, but the woman seemed more reluctant to part with Zeel's c.o.c.k than she was to breathe.

As if she was more willing to die than to give up the p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e of s.u.c.k.i.n.g such a perfect d.i.c.k.

Ameera wiped the saliva that messed her entire face and quickly began removing her clothing. It wasn't long until Ameera laid on the bed, holding her legs in the air as she displayed her pink folds, oozing with pre-c.u.m, for the man in front of her to f.u.c.k.

She needed his c.o.c.k, she wanted it more than anything else in her life. Zeel held his d.i.c.k with one hand, even his own hand was not enough to fully grasp his dragon.

Aiming it at the glistening cave of Ameera, Zeel slowly rubbed his d.i.c.k on her c.l.i.t until he saw enough white-milk moistening the beautiful pink lips of Ameera's p.u.s.s.y. Zeel slowly inserted his massive d.i.c.k head in her moist garden.

"Arghhh!" Ameera yelled "F.u.c.k, don't stop! Push it all in!!"

Ameera pleaded for Zeel to be rougher and he conceded to her demands.

With the head inside, Zeel felt her v.a.g.i.n.a.l walls hugging his c.o.c.k while also pulling him forward to go deeper. Zeel slowly guided his d.i.c.k deeper into her wet snatch, and Ameera squealed in both pain and excitement at her p.u.s.s.y's sudden expansion.

"Wait! Wait!" Ameera yelled causing Zeel to pause.

Ameera shifted her h.i.p.s around a bit and then pulled Zeel forward with all the strength she could muster. Zeel fell forward and deep into her p.u.s.s.y with one-go. What followed was piston-like thrusting that was faster than the speed of sound.

Lightning flickered around their bodies, as Ameera experienced triple the p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e that a mortal could safely bear.

She was being f.u.c.k.e.d faster than the speed of sound, in a different time-zone while divine-lightning stimulated her nerve endings.

Zeel didn't even have to rub her c.l.i.t, as far as Ameera was concerned, her entire body was as s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e as her c.l.i.t at the moment.

Still, Ameera wanted to be more proactive. Time returned to normal as Ameera flipped Zeel over and lowered her tired p.u.s.s.y onto his d.i.c.k once more.

She started grinding and bouncing up and down, hoping to take Zeel deeper inside her.

Ameera could feel her p.u.s.s.y hugging onto his d.i.c.k but she did not feel enough for such a divine-d.i.c.k.

She felt that her un-v.i.r.g.i.n p.u.s.s.y was disrespectful for suck a godly-tool. Feeling her insecurities, Zeel kissed the woman as they tongue-wrestled.

He didn't care if the woman was a v.i.r.g.i.n or not, she was not his woman to begin with. Zeel could sense the Royal Guard outside grimacing his face as Zeel f.u.c.k.e.d his mistress.

Luckily, Ameera would often have trysts with men that entered through the secret elevators, so the Guard couldn't possibly think that Ameera was f.u.c.k.i.n.g the man once encased in the crystal.

"Am I better than you f.u.c.k toy outside?" Zeel asked teasingly.

"Yeah.. f.u.c.k yes, with this d.i.c.k, you are better than everyone!" Ameera yelled, not noticing she was speaking too loud.

Truly, Ameera didn't care because Zeel was fulfilling her beyond what she thought humanly imaginable. Her dead heart was once again ignited while feeling her insides being stretched.

Feeling the need to conquer more, Zeel threw the woman off his d.i.c.k and onto the bed. There, he pinned her hands with his own. Then he spread Ameera's a.s.s cheeks and slowly inserted two fingers into her a.s.s.

A circular motion followed to loosen the next hole that would receive his graces.

Ameera's eyes opened wide but she didn't stop him from stretching her v.i.r.g.i.n a.s.s. The next moment, Ameera felt his huge d.i.c.k force itself between her cheeks, and up her asshole.

What followed was intense pain… p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e… and Ameera wishing she had more v.i.r.g.i.n-holes for Zeel to conquer.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" Ameera squealed as her a.s.s was violated by Zeel's huge c.o.c.k.

Zeel's movement intensified as he finished inside her a.s.s with a great spurt. The moment he removed his d.i.c.k from Ameera's a.s.s, she spurted his c.u.m out of her a.s.s, all over the room.

Even so tired, Ameera felt like Zeel's c.u.m replenished her energy… more energy that she could safely contain, but there was a solution for that.

Ameera felt drowsy and satiated, but there was no rest for the wicked. Zeel forced her head into a pillow and raised her a.s.s in the air.

He dropped his d.i.c.k inside her p.u.s.s.y once more, and m.o.a.ns could be heard for the next four hours without stop.

Ameera did not once beg for Zeel to stop, only for him to continue…

And continue he did… Zeel continued until Ameera's a.s.s and p.u.s.s.y were the perfect shape of his massive c.o.c.k.