Villain Transmigration: Author Transformation

Athan savored and rammed her from behind, holding her hips without any restraint.

"More! Give me more!" Mystique hollered with her sultry voice and invigorated them to do as she pleased.

'She's… Even sexier and nastier than she ever was, back then… Her dominance now oozing, almost suffocating me…' He had yet to notice himself drooling as he bit his lip from the stark, glimmering silhouette that flashed before him. 'I don't mind this…'

This was the Mystique he deeply admired, the strong, valiant, cunning, and would rule over him, anytime and anywhere.

"Work on it, you two, alright?" she giggled. "Who does it better shall be rewarded handsomely."

'Here we go… again…'

Meanwhile, Keith was unable to keep track of the time as he was arching his neck, gasping for air—humid, stuffy, and warm—in dire need for how long he had been keeping up this whole situation with her.

He was at the chaise, both elbows leaning against the armrest as he spread his legs all for her. His huffs went on and on as her lips gaped around his shaft, bobbing up and down while stroking him with her hand at the same time.

He had to control every inch of his muscle, restraining for as much as he could, not to break the fragile woman in front of him while still falling deep from the carnal desires. 

Subconsciously, his hands caressed over her cheek, and the subtle cracks slowly healed, and the vibrance of her skin almost reclaimed.

'My lady… I…' He gazed down and nibbled his lower lip from her utmost work.

Still marveled at how her dainty, fragile, feminine self was able to take on his whole and without a hitch. Never failed to amaze him imagining it.

From time to time, his lustful gaze landed on Mystique, and he would roll his eyes to the back from the utter pleasure coursing through him.

Not even teeth grazed against him. Slurped with every inch of her tongue, and swirled around him. 

He got engulfed by the wetness and warmth of her mouth. 

So much he wanted to swear aloud every now and then as his glans prodding her throat.

'What in curses—' He clenched his teeth when she went for the jugular.

Literally.

Numerous times, every time she sucked him in and out, it was deeper the next time around.

At the moment, it was as though he was about to explode. He gritted his teeth, mumbling, "I—I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm…"

He grabbed her by the head, pulling her down to his hit. 

Every tension in his body built up came to a snap when he finally throbbing unrestrained and released every ounce of his essence into her.

Right now, Mystique ended up swallowing him whole, and only from the back of her throat squeezed his head so tight every time—gulp after gulp—while he was pulsing hard.

The sensation was insane, until the very last drop of him, she had it; none of it spilled, even as she pulled out.

She then hummed and licked her lips that were full and red, like how his rod twitched for more.

'Damn, what monstrous skills… Freaking me out… My Lady knows….this…'

If not for the supplements given to Keith, then he would've lost himself, and drown in deep pleasure.

His bestial instincts had been pounding against his will, even beyond mating. 

But then, he stopped when Mystique sneered at him.

"Hmm, about to give up? You Fool—Ahh! Yes!" 

She grinned from ear to ear, almost drooling as she moaned aloud from Athan pounding her relentlessly. Her hands gripped on Keith's thighs. 

Athan leaned close to her glistening, slender back. Withal, he nibbled her earlobe, whispering, "I adore you so much, Vio. I really do… I could die…" His voice died out to a grunt as he kept going on.

'God damn this…' He narrowed his eyes when she stopped clawing deep into him, and went for his raging girth, for another round. 

She drew her face close to him, and her hot huffs struck his balls with such weird sensations.

When Mystique smirked, he gaped at her like she couldn't ever be bolder than what she already did.

'Oh no… Oh no… This…' His breath went raspy when her tongue played with his balls while stroking him hard.

He was beyond aroused, and doing it turned out to be more difficult for him to keep up. Something in him stirred up as his hips uncontrollably moved. Only his brain screamed close to orgasm, the need to release again from the surge of electricity within him.

But then she lost out of focus as her eyes brimmed with stars and hearts as she only leaned onto him.

"You—like that? Hmm?" After several deep thrusts in her, Athan cupped her cheek and roared, "Vio, I'm almost—inside you, alright?"

Their conjoined bodies quaked, making Keith receive their intensity. Athan twitched for the last time as he poured everything inside of her.

'I can't… Not yet again…'

Almost there, he squirmed his hips and held it in from spurting out. 

Driven by the edge, he scrunched his face as he didn't want to come just yet, not when her mouth would take it all, lest it would've gone to waste.

'Ngghh…Not… Yet… Ghnn—' he groaned. 

His chest rose and fell quickly against his palpitations when he almost came; all of his remaining strength flew in an instant from the writhing pain he had. But looking at how pleased she looked, he could only sigh.

Keith might've slumped his arms and back—despite the sores and all—on the chaise, but then Mystique began to rustle above her. To his surprise, she crawled up to him. 

Now she was on bended knees, and his eyes were all on her swollen clit. 

"What are you looking at, hmm?" Mystique purred, grabbing a handful of the back of his hair, and shoved his face. 

The strong scent along with its slick and wet juices leaking now smothered his lips. 

Despite the suffocation, and the traces of Athan's essence, Keith let out a muffled grunt as he delved his tongue to taste more of hers.

'I want her to scream… Scream so bad!' 

Her voice always motivated him, and couldn't wait to ravage her more.

"Keith—Good, yes—mmm…" she moaned, arching her back when Athan pressed himself against her. He cupped his breast while playing with her erect nipples. "Yes! Athan! Do me more—" Her lips met him, enough to silence her.

Smacks and smooches filled the steamy air, and not either one of them dropped their momentum. 

Her voice quaked for more, and the two went at her with vigor.

She was intoxicating…

'Such music to my ears…' 

With her, he didn't want to do it with anybody else, making him forget the problems he had.

Over and over again, he would do it, for her. 

"I'm cumming—oh, yes! Ahh—Yes—Yes!"

At last—when her body trembled out of desperation and her cries soared and unbridled—Keith caressed her hips as he suckled her nub and back to savoring her now drenched labia.