Chapter 174: Za’r’s Crazy Libido[+18]

Bam! Bam!

Bam! Bam!

Ka’z yawned and stretched his hands only to be immediately assaulted by an intense headache that felt like someone was stepping on his head while the other repeatedly struck his skull with a sledgehammer. This was the worst hangover he had ever experienced.

Rubbing his head he sat up and glanced around the room, his eyes widening at the semen scattered everywhere. He could remember everything that happened last night but it was all a blur in his head.

"God, this girl will be the death of me," Ka’z mumbled under his breath and stared at Za’r who was sleeping with a peaceful smile, completely naked.

Bam! Bam!

Bam! Bam!

Ka’z turned towards the sound and hopped off the bed and staggered his way out of the room. Upon reaching the living room his eyes widened at the sight of two broken rocking chairs and several other broken items with dried patches of his semen and Za’r’s juices scattered everywhere.

"Did two wild animals fight here?" Ka’z blurted out only for pain to assault his head and he clutched it.

Bam! Bam!

Bam! Bam!

Ka’z shifted his squinted face towards the door and glanced at it with an annoyed expression. He hurried over and grabbed the plank blocking the door, however he froze as he glanced down only to realize his cock was still rock hard and his body was bare. There was no way he could open the door and reveal himself like this.

"Who is it?" Ka’z called out from inside.

"Captain, it’s urgent open up... Gnolls visitors are at our gate!" Drak’s voice rang from the other side.

Ka’z’s eyes widened with surprise. "Gnolls?"

Just last night he was talking about them with Kong’gong what were the chances that they would actually show up now?

"I can’t receive them now, I’m filthy and need to clean up. Have Tu’ka and the others receive them and send them to the Chief’s Court... I will be there in thirty minutes."

"Ye... Yes captain... I understand!" Drak didn’t argue despite sounding reluctant to leave such an important matter to anyone else.

Ka’z listened to his retreating hasty footsteps and turned his attention to Za’r who was standing at the door rubbing her eyes. His gaze transitioned to a frown as he glanced at her thighs rubbing together while her face looked red.

"What the hell did you give me last night?" Ka’z said directly with less humor in his tone.

Za’r lowered her gaze as a hint of shame could be seen on her face. Clearly the dosage of the Koji was too much and it was still affecting them at a time like this.

"I’m sorry..." Za’r mumbled.

"Don’t do things like this without my permission," Ka’z said sternly.

"I won’t..." Ka’z wanted to scold her more but he didn’t have anything else to say.

"You heard Drak, I have to go, so I’m getting ready first... You should clean this place up," Ka’z said.

He strode forward intending to leave the living room but Za’r blocked him with her eyes lowered.

"You can’t go like that and I can’t stay like this... We should... We should relieve ourselves before starting our day..." Za’r muttered.

Ka’z jerked back in horror. He was hard but after everything that happened last night he assumed she must have had enough.

"Aren’t you feeling sore from last night?" Ka’z blurted out and she shook her head without hesitation.

Ka’z let out a tired sigh. "You scare me sometimes."

Ka’z walked around her and went straight for the room and Za’r followed. As soon as he entered Za’r slipped in and shut the door behind him, staring at him with predatory eyes. As soon as Ka’z turned she pushed him on the bed.

"Don’t worry this will only take a moment," Za’r smiled seductively.

Za’r pushed him onto the bed with surprising strength for someone who had just woken up and climbed over him before he could protest, her thighs straddling his hips while the lingering heat of the Koji made her slick entrance slide easily along the rigid length of his cock.

The headache still pounded behind Ka’z’s eyes but the herb’s hold on his body refused to ease, keeping him painfully hard even after the excesses of the night before. She reached down without a word, guided the swollen head to her entrance, and sank onto him in one smooth motion that forced a shared groan from both of them as her wet heat swallowed him to the root.

The first position was simple. Za’r planted her hands on his chest and began to ride him with short strokes, rising just enough for the thick shaft to drag against her inner walls before dropping back down hard enough that the wet slap of their bodies filled the quiet room.

Her breasts swayed with every bounce. Her face remained flushed, eyes half-lidded yet focused, and the soft sounds she made mixed with the steady creak of the bed frame beneath them.

Ka’z gripped her waist, helping her rise and fall while the oversensitive nerves left by the Koji turned every tight squeeze of her pussy into something almost unbearable. He thrust up to meet her, the headache momentarily forgotten under the slick friction of her body working him.

She leaned forward after a few dozen strokes, pressing her chest to his and shifting the angle so that every downward grind rubbed her clit against his pelvis. The new pressure made her thighs tremble and her inner muscles flutter around him in tight pulses that milked his length with every movement.

Ka’z’s breath grew harsher. He could feel the climax building far sooner than he wanted, driven by the herb’s relentless stimulation and the sight of her riding him with single-minded intent.

Before he could spill she slowed, lifted herself almost off him, and rolled to the side, pulling him with her so that he ended up behind her in the second position. She drew one knee up, presenting herself, and looked back over her shoulder with that same predatory focus.

Ka’z did not need further invitation. He slotted himself against her entrance from behind and pushed in deep, one hand braced on the bed beside her shoulder while the other gripped her hip to hold her steady.

The new angle let him drive longer and harder, the wet sounds of the impact louder now as he thrust into the tight heat that still dripped with last night’s remnants and her fresh arousal. Za’r pushed back to meet every stroke, her tail curling around his waist and pulling him in, her soft moans turning into sharper gasps each time he bottomed out.

The second position lasted only a short while as Ka’z’s pace grew rougher, hips snapping forward as the pressure in his cock became impossible to hold back. He buried himself to the hilt with a final deep thrust and came hard, thick pulses of seed flooding her while her walls clenched and fluttered around him, drawing every drop deeper.

Za’r shuddered through her own release at the same time, body tensing as the warmth of his climax triggered hers. They stayed locked together for several long breaths afterward, both of them panting.

Za’r reached back and rested a hand over his where it still gripped her hip, her voice soft when she spoke. "Now you can get ready. I’ll clean everything while you’re gone."