Khalifa: Queen in the Apocalypse

Chapter 79: Paparazzi (R-18)

They continued pumping within the confines of the pool, thrusting crazily and Khalifa held on his shoulders for dear life.

Splash, splash, splash

They went a few more rounds of soaking passion until they came, and Kaize suddenly decided to change positions and reenact a previous life move.

He lifted her legs over his shoulder which pushed her up to the rim of the pool. She was surprised and her palms dropped to her side to keep her from falling back.

She did not have the time to question him as he immediately placed his mouth between her legs, eating up her honey hole with intense focus and passion.

"Ahhh~" she moaned, removing her palms from the cold tiles to grab his smooth fiery hair.

Slurp, slurp

"Oh, Kaize~" she groaned out, back slightly bending as she absorbed the onslaught of pleasure his tongue brought her.

This created the current scene: A gorgeous half-naked woman, face flushed in lust.

Her wet silver hair framing her entirety so beautifully, and her unique blue-green eyes staring down at the man between her legs filled with affection and lewdness.

Her body was barely covered by her opened polo and wet shirt, showing off her curves, her bra was pushed up, and one could see the lovely pink nipples on her ample mounds.

Her skirt was also lifted up, revealing long ethereal legs. The fabric was pushed so high up that a bit more and any onlooker could see the sensual action going on underneath.

Her hands grabbed the man’s fiery red hair between her legs, encouraging, and the position of her arms squeezed her mounds together, making her already gorgeous breasts look even perkier.

Khalifa was enjoying Kaize’s skillful tongue inside her, tasting every part of her vagina he could reach—lapping, pistoning, and slurping—all the while putting lovely pressure on her clit.

Her back arched, nearing her peak, but her daze was disturbed by a noise. Soon, she realized that she was hearing water dripping nearby.

Her eyebrows furrowed, wondering how there could be a leak here, but she turned her head to see the characteristic lint of a camera.

And the ’water dripping’ was nosebleeds…!

"Kaize!" She yelled, grabbing his hair with a little more strength.

But he was so engrossed in what he was doing that he simply slurped harder, thinking her move was encouragement.

"Hmm…!"

But despite the bliss, Khalifa still knew the decorum here. It could also have to do with the Other Her’s propensity for modesty, that she was quick to button her shirt and pull down her skirt lower.

"N-No, K-Kaize, someone’s here!" She squeaked, pulling him harder, and it took a while before Kaize finally lifted his head in puzzlement and stared outside the pool.

Kaize’s eyes widened as he saw men holding cameras filming them!

People actually snuck in his residence!!

Still three!

One must know the laws on privacy was extremely stringent. Sneaking into others homes like this would definitely get them in jail!

Paparazzi got so brave?!

He realized the revealing state of his woman (already dressed, but very wet in many senses of the word).

Kaize immediately jumped off the pool, all the while putting back some cover on his lower body, though his upper body was still exposed, showing his well maintained abs and mermaid line known to drive the female population crazy.

The men continued to film him in glee, knowing the money they could get from this would let them settle down for years to come.

But these had nothing to do with Kaize, who was already planning how to murder these bastards!

During this time, Kaize not only had some training in self defense for movies, he found his body had gotten a bit stronger too.

He sprinted to the men to beat them up throwing their cameras to the pool.

"I’ll make you spend years in jail!" He said gritting his teeth.

Unfortunately, one was still live streaming, filming the now-clothed but very wet Khalifa with bleeding noses. And he had been streaming before his unit was thrown, but he was quick to take out his phone to gather more images.

It wasn’t even for the money now, he just had to record this woman’s existence!

[Is that Mermaid?]

[She’s so hot! I want to taste that cunt too!]

[Too beautiful!]

[Slut!!]

[Fuck! Perfect!]

[I got off then and there!]

[Saved! My best fapping material yet!]

[How is she so… she must’ve had something done!]

[As a dermatologist, so far I cannot see any work done. However, I’d need to touch it to confirm]

[Smooth, doc!]

[Someone can’t be that hot!]

[Ah, I’m hard again just staring at her]

[Kaize is so hot!]

[I didn’t know he was this jacked!]

[I’d do anything to be in his position!]

[No wonder he announced his break, he must be fucking her everyday!]

[The chaos he caused with that announcement! But now I understand!]

[I’d stay in that cunt all day long~]

[Envy!]

[SLUT!!!]

[Bitch pulled down my Kaize!]

[Whoa!!]

[He fights well!]

[Run, man, run! Get us more shots!] Another came when Kaize noticed the new camera and sprinted to him.

He threw the phone as well, but he soon heard more footsteps.

What was going on?!

To his surprise more paparazzi actually came! Some didn’t even look like paparazzi, just homeless people with cameras.

Seeing that it was too much for him, he ran to the drenched Khalifa and pulled her away.

They ran to the gardens, followed by people, and he frowned, his hold on her tightening.

He looked complicated as he thought and pulled her somewhere. "There’s a hidden gate in that direction." He whispered kissing her. "I’m sorry. You have to go yourself."

"Will you be okay?" Khalifa asked, genuinely concerned. There were a dozen men out there!

"Go, I will handle this!" He paused looking menacing. He gritted his teeth, nearly growling in anger. "These jerks, I will have them arrested!!"

Khalifa nodded in understanding, and kissed him, before going to the direction.

She was running with her wet clothes on at this time. After making sure no one was around, she waved her hand and used her ability to dry herself.

She then took out a hood and mask from her space, putting it on with swiftness. It was so smooth that when she got out the gate, no one recognized her.

She managed to walk out the village without grabbing attention, because somehow more news outlets had reached the gates.

It was around the time she left the community gate that her phone rang.

It was Jacob. She blinked, answering, "Hello?"

"Are you alright?!" He said as she uttered a syllable. "Where are you?"

Khalifa pursed her lips at his urgent tone. "You already know?"

"People… people taped you with Kaize!" He said with gritted teeth. "I already employed the company’s lawyers to take the videos down, but a lot of people still saw.

"Where are you?"

"I just left his house…" she mumbled.

"Go to my house. It is safe there!"

"But…"

"Please!" He said so with urgency. She could tell he was really angry, worried, and everything in between.

Khalifa paused, nodding. "Okay." She said, gentle. "I’ll see you soon."