Khalifa: Queen in the Apocalypse

Chapter 125: Barging In (R-18)

Their kisses naturally heated up, his large meat inside her seeming to harden at the speed of light. He gritted his teeth and his eyes shifted, embarrassed.

Khalifa just found it incredibly adorable. "It’s alright…" She whispered, wrapping her arms around him, lifting her head up again for another kiss.

His eyes softened and returned her kisses, allowing his body to just follow its instincts—soon plundering her again.

Hence, it took about another round (or two) for the two people to finally calm down to have a decent talk.

However, Kylo refused to let her go so they chatted. His thick member was still snug inside of her, with her lying on top of him, and her beautiful legs beside his thighs.

"You saved me again," she said with a little pant as she lifted her head to look at him.

"This is the second time you saved me." She mumbled snuggling to him, making his heart feel like it was goo.

Kylo’s deep azure eyes, which had never left Khalifa, warmed. Then it heated up as he saw how her breasts were squished against his chest by her weight.

However, he did not do anything unseemly. Instead, his large hand gently patted her soft head. "On the contrary, you saved me. I’d have been skewered by the ice if it wasn’t for you."

As for the discussion of the magic, he didn’t dwell on it for now, primarily because he could feel his member hardening again inside of her.

"I made it. It’s not your fault." She said, gasping a little as she felt his member erect in her cave.

"That was not the first time you saved me." He added, making her blink cutely.

"What?"

He turned them over and he hovered over her. She admired his strong handsome frame as he stared at her deeply.

"When the apocalypse happened, my team and I were surrounded by hundreds of zombies.

"I happened to have seen your video before the apocalypse, and I remembered the locations of the containers."

He couldn’t help but think that just the night before, he could only admire her through her videos. Now…

"Ha… ah…" Khalifa moaned as he began pumping, unable to help himself.

He leaned down to capture her lips, his hand groping her breast, as his other supported his weight as he wildly thrusted his hips.

Clap, clap, clap!

Her whole body bounced as he pumped, their liquid and sweat mixing together as if they were meant to be so.

Only when he warmed her up with his seeds did he resume his story. In order not to distract them, he finally pulled out, and their combined liquid flowed out of her hole.

It should’ve been disgusting, but Kylo just found it extremely fascinating.

Lying back on the bed, he spooned her and let her rest in his embrace.

She smiled and settled comfortably on his wide chest. Breathless, Khalifa looked up to him and asked, "Tell me more about how I saved you the first time."

Kylo chuckled at her wording, hugging her closer. "We were lucky and we’re not too far from one. It took us a while to reach it, but we managed in the end."

"We were protected by its steel frame, and we survived and restocked using the resources you left there." He told her, his calloused hands caressing her waist.

"We were able to regroup ourselves and managed to get out with most of our members.

"So, thank you."

Khalifa was happy to see people actually helped by her acts, and this made her very much accomplished.

She crawled on top of him to meet his lips, her soft body rubbing against his as she moved.

"Well I’m glad I helped." She told him, the proud smile on her face dazzling him.

A healthy man who had never tasted sex after decades of living would find he had a lot of desires pent up once awakened.

The beauty above him was so beautiful and lovely, and he was unable to stop himself from lifting his head up to meet her lips.

He sat up with her still on top of him, and her valley slid down against his hard abs, and he guided her so she sat directly on his shaft.

"Ah…!" She squealed, her hands landing on his strong shoulders, gripping on his muscled skin.

He moved his hips up, his strong arms supporting her movements. They pounded into each other like no tomorrow, her whole being bouncing like the most beautiful jelly.

Slap, slap, slap

Squelch, squelch, squelch

Slap, slap, slap

"Ha~ ah~!"

Their bodies arched as they released, immersed in the intense pleasure their connection brought.

But it didn’t stop as Kylo’s member was hard as soon as he released, and he quickly resumed his movements without any breaks.

This time he put Khalifa on her side, where he could access her in different ways.

Their sweat splashing around in their movements, the two continued pounding on each other, mouths parted as they gasped.

The sounds of the squelching noises made by their combined liquids—combining with their breathless moans, pants, and grunts—would echo for hours to come.

***

A few hours later, a strong knocking on the door disturbed their sleep. Kylo’s eyebrows furrowed and he frowned.

He felt Khalifa shift beside him at the noise, and he patted her back gently, kissing her cheek.

"I’ll see to it. Go back to sleep." He said, his deep voice pulling her back to sleep.

"Hmmnn…" she mumbled, before a light snore was heard from her mouth.

He gave a rare smile and he kissed Khalifa as she slept.

However, his smile morphed to his usual deep frown as he got dressed and opened the door.

"What is it?" He asked, a little less well-put than usual, making the soldier gape a little at him.

He frowned, his sharp eyes making the soldier shiver.

"S-sir! We… have… a situation."

He was very nervous. He was only here to deliver this damned news because he lost a bet.

"S…sir. It was said that the woman’s…. H-husband is here."

***

Hugo waited impatiently at a meeting room located on the first floor of where that guy lived.

He gripped his hand, imagining what could’ve happened upstairs! He was only blocked by soldiers with guns so he couldn’t come up, but he was definitely having a small aneurysm at the moment.

Speaking of these damned soldiers. He was blocked by many soldiers so he came late.

He had taken down a lot of soldiers (not killed, he didn’t want to be the target of a manhunt) and it was only when they cleared up that he really came with Khalifa was he finally let go.

Sid had long fainted from the grapple and was now in the medbay.

His breath was heavy in annoyance and impatience and the poor soldier was fearing for his life. Fortunately, they didn’t have to wait too long as the sound of disciplined footsteps sounded on the stairs.

Kylo’s eyes widened a little to see him there. "Hugo."

"Kylo," He said, crossing his arms. "Thank you for rescuing MY woman though I’d have been able to do it myself."

Kylo closed his eyes as he rubbed his temple. He turned his head to the soldiers who didn’t know where to put themselves amidst all the awkwardness.

"Leave," he told his soldiers, not planning on letting anyone else hear such private matters.

They flinched, not agreeing at all. "But sir. He’s dangerous. He could conjure metal—"

"It’s fine. Leave."

They awkwardly looked at each other, pondered, and finally left in the end.

Kylo watched the door close before turning his cold eyes to the blonde man in front of him.

"Sit down." He said, and Hugo did so. "Tell me what happened."

And so Hugo told the story, not forgetting to mention his very active sex life with Khalifa, squeezing it even when it was unnecessary.

For example, when discussing the supplies, he would go on and say Khalifa was well prepared and she told him at the height of passion.

For example, how they made love in the bath, having to use Khalifa’s abilities to clean themselves up.

For example, how they squeezed sex in while waiting for the zombie mob to clear out.

Kylo was silent this whole time, but anyone who knew him well would see the veins about to pop.

Although their first time was an accident, they made love many times after that. Khalifa should like him as well, correct?

His grip on the armrest tightened. If he were to ask her now, who would she choose between them?

Hugo, who had been in the same dilemma, could tell what was going on in the other man’s head. "Don’t think about it. She doesn’t have to choose."

Under the man’s dark stare, Hugo continued to speak, "Don’t think that you have her if you’ve slept with her."

"What?"

"She’s polyamorous." He said simply, as if it explained everything. "Other than the two of us, I can tell you there are even more out there."

"Run while you still have your heart." He said, appearing concerned when he just wanted to kick the guy off the competition as soon as he could.

Sid was fine—Khalifa doesn’t really like him that much—but he really didn’t need a strong contender like this guy!

Kylo gripped his hand together, keeping down his anger and confusion from rising.

Too late.

It was too late to back down now.

She had already barged in his heart, and she had already carved it out.