Khalifa: Queen in the Apocalypse

Chapter 88: Steam (R-18)

Magic continent, many years prior

"Kaize…. Ha…ah~ So h-hot!" The beautiful woman mewled under him as she squirmed under his weight. Kaize panted and pumped a few more before pausing his movements.

His peach blossom eyes stared at her, appreciating her beauty and what he could do to her.

Khalifa’s lush hair was sprawled all over his mattress, face flushed from pleasure, her unique blue-green eyes gilded with lust.

He leaned down her ears, dripping his sweat all over her, and breathlessly whispered. "Khalifa… does it feel good?" He asked, slowly moving his hips again, sensually, making her moan like the most wonderful musical instrument in the universe.

"Hnngg.." she nodded, mouth parted a little, drowning in ecstasy.

He smiled as he moved, drowning in their moment together, which had become increasingly rare lately.

In fact, it had been many months since he had last been with her.

There was no way: she had too many men, most of whom were stronger than he was.

Behind the scenes, a lot of them fight for time with their abilities, and it was inevitable he—and his average magical talent—would lose every time.

If Khalifa herself wasn’t strong, in fact, some of the men might’ve killed each other successfully.

He warmed up his member a little with his ability, and their sweat turned to steam, making her scream.

"Ahhh! So hot~" she squeaked, though the tilt of her voice told him she loved it.

He knew this because her cunt tensed around his cock, making him gasp at her strong suction.

He couldn’t help but hasten his pace, and soon the room was once again filled with the sexy sounds of moans, groans, squelching liquid, and slapping skins.

Clap, clap, clap

He only got today’s chance because she was running away from the fighting, which was exacerbated when a young mage got obsessed with her and caused a lot of chaos.

That brat apparently witnessed Khalifa frolicking with another man and went insane, causing a lot of damage. There was even an accident—a near-explosion—that very closely got everyone there killed.

Khalifa went to look for someone much weaker than herself to cool off.

Or, more accurately, heat herself up with.

"Oh, there! Ah, yes~ like that, hnnnng…" she mewled, wrapping her dainty arms around him, her own hips meeting with his thrusts.

Kaize skillfully pistoned inside her, changing positions according to her reactions, to give her maximum pleasure.

One moment they were in a missionary position, then on the side, and then on the back.

Each thrust was warm, making it even more pleasurable.

"So good~"

"Ahh, ahh! Ahh~"

They sweated a lot in their exercise but the warmth caused the room to steam. It was incredibly hot.

Now, she was sitting on him, his hand snug against her supple skin, helping her skewer herself in his long cock, moving his hips for the most glorious friction.

He pistoned and pistoned, hard and deep, and her breast bounced with the movements. Her arms wrapped tightly around his head as he took in her erratic mounds in his mouth, sucking.

Clap, clap, clap!

"Ha… uhnn…"

They were gasping as if they were running thousands of miles, and they were pistoning like no tomorrow.

After a hundred thrusts, Kaize could no longer hold his explosion and—

Squelch!

He exploded his hot seeds inside her, head tilting back at the extreme bliss that surrounded her.

"Ahhh~~" she mewled, grabbing his shoulder, and he released more of his hot liquid into her womb.

"Good, hmmm, so good!" Khalifa yelled, biting his ears, as she felt herself filled up with his boiling juices.

Kaize’s eyes warmed in glee and kissed her deeply, happy to be of service.

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Present.

Kaize opened his eyes and looked out the window, his foot nervously tapping on the floor below as he sat.

They were in the base located at the ports—a large villa. It was heavily defended with tall walls and solar-powered electric fences. Fortunately, except for the gardener’s wife and some labor and handymen, no one else turned to zombies.

He frowned at the recollection that Khalifa was so far away from them, experiencing who knew what.

He should’ve known something happened the moment his phone disappeared!

"I can’t do this. I need to get to her." Caius immediately stood up, and headed to the door.

"Don’t cause trouble." He said simply, and it triggered Cauis.

"This is your fault!"

"Don’t you think I know that!" He bellowed in return, snapping. But a moment later he shook himself and settled down after the outburst, rubbing his temple as he was feeling a major headache attacking.

"It’s now our responsibility to make sure everything is fine when she gets back. So is yours."

"But I have to go to her." Cauis insisted, stubborn. "I can’t leave her out there alone!"

"Why?" Kaize asked, "You want to die looking for her so she’d be guilty for the rest of her life?"

This made the bespectacled man pause.

"You want to cement yourself in her heart like that?"

"No…" Cauis spat back, "Of course not!"

"Because that’s what will happen if you become a zombie trying to look for her!!" He roared. "Khalifa had always been strong. You should worry more about the zombies than worry about her!"

His energy felt a bit drained and he fell back down the sofa after his outburst. "Instead you should think of a way to make her feel worry free in her travels."

Kaize stood up, lifting the curtains to look at the chaos outside.

The sky was somber, and he could hear creepy groans and gritting outside. The population of this town was relatively small, but there were still a lot of them to deal with. Assuming there were only the two of them, they would take a while to deal with all of these.

"We will clean up the docks of zombies. It would help her in her travels, and keep us from getting too weak."

Knowing Khalifa, she would definitely bring home a few men, especially since she’d need them to use her powers.

Similarly, she was choosy, and she would likely choose powerful men.

It wouldn’t be good to be too weak against them like he had been before. He had suffered enough from longing yet unable to gather power to do anything about it. Not anymore!

Cauis didn’t speak for a while before nodding. Kaize walked to the weapons storage and took out an axe and a gun. Cauis, on the other hand, chose a machete and a pistol.

The two men looked at each other before opening the door, ready to duke it out with the ugly monsters outside.

They definitely needed to blow off some steam, anyway.