Khalifa: Queen in the Apocalypse-Chapter 194: Interior Room

Khalifa woke up from a very comfortable nap, she stretched her whole body, but hit something warm and she immediately retracted.

She opened her eyes and blinked, realizing her arm hit Kylo’s chest. He was leaning down, just watching her when she shifted awake.

"Kylo?"

"Hmmm," he nodded, leaning down to give her a soft kiss. "Have you rested well?"

"Hmmm~" she answered cutely and his lips twitched upwards.

"Then…" he said, leaning down again, but this time with intent to stay.

Their lips met tentatively at first before their kisses deepened. Their lips parted, tongues automatically mingling in passion.

His hand went over her buttons. He carefully untied her clothing, knowing Khalifa didn’t like her clothing getting damaged unnecessarily.

His breath was heavy as her skin exposed, and he touched her soft skin, sending electricity down her spine.

And he hadn’t even used his ability yet.

He moved downwards to taste more of her skin, taking down her neck, her collar and finally her breast

"Oh~" she mewled, running her fingers through his soft ebony hair.

"Don’t forget about me," came a whisper in her ear, followed by his warm tongue lapping it.

She moaned. "Hugo…"

Two pairs of hands cooperated very well in getting all of her clothes off, and her sensitive places were exposed very quickly.

As she lay naked, she watched as the two men undressed in front of her, slowly, seductively revealing their bodies.

They knew very well Khalifa loved this show, it made her hornier, and they were all for it.

Her unique blue eyes traced the men’s gorgeous bodies. She admired their chiseled faces, their wide shoulders, strong chest, and glorious abs.

Then her eyes went down to their perfect mermaid lines promising good sex and then, of course, to the shafts she’d be skewering herself in a short while.

She leaked a bit and the two men’s eyes glinted at the sight.

They didn’t delay anymore and climbed back to the bed, intent on fucking her to death.

"Hmm~" she moaned when they started playing with her other erogenous zones. Different hands groped and played with her breasts, and then large hands—Kylo’s—began rubbing her nub, and Hugo sneaking in her back hole.

She squirmed as they played with her body. Their mouths soon took a mound each to suck on, and their fingers scooped out both her lower holes with passion.

Suckle, suckle, suckle

Squelch, squelch, squelch

"Hngg~" she uttered, grabbing the nearest arm. "Inside me," she ordered, very breathless as if she ran out of air.

Her tone was low, her beautiful voice raspy, and combined with the words she uttered, it almost made them explode.

The next thing she knew, she was lifted up in a sitting position. She settled on top of Kylo’s thick shaft, slowly easing in with bated breaths.

"Ha… ah…"

Her back arched and he leaned down, taking her mounds as he guided her up and down his shaft.

Hugo soon positioned himself behind her, tanned hand on her waist.

She screamed as she was filled in another hole, her entire body arching in pleasure.

Khalifa moaned, and this was followed by the two men growling sexily as her walls clamped on them.

Before long, the two men started moving their hips again, faster and faster, and soon they were ramming into her like no tomorrow.

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At this time, the higher ups also went back to their respective abodes.

General Smith, still standing tall even with his crutch, slowly traveled back to his room. He was escorted by a few soldiers, looking at him respectfully.

"Good night general."

"Hmm…" he said, sending a kind smile. The others smiled back, treating him like a respected grandfather.

The General entered the door and turned on the lights. He sighed, rubbing his temple, and he soon trudged to one of the interior rooms.

He touched the sturdy locks and pushed it, unlocking it.

This time he didn’t need to open the lights… because it was already opened.

He looked at the woman who immediately sat up to greet him. She wrapped her arms around his flabby waist. "How was the meeting?"

"Not particularly happy," was all he said as he sat down. The woman massaged his shoulders with a bootlicking smile on her face, intent to please.

If Sid was here, he’d recognize her as his sister.

"Did they come back with anyone?"

"How many were they?"

"Where did they go?"

The general looked at her.

This room was an interior room abuttung the firewalls. There were no windows.

She often asked him about ’the outside world’, but never with such passion.

"You’re asking a lot of questions. You’re not planning on going out, are you?"

The woman flinched and paled, before urgently shaking her head. "I’m just curious… I can only get out when he’s no longer here after all."

"Well, he came back," the old man said with a smile. "Though not for long. He seems to be going out on another mission."

"It’s time you can harden your foundation’s right? You’re a general! He should be listening to you!"

"You think I don’t know that?"

"No, of course not—"

But her words stopped when she met his eyes—devoid of the warmth he showed to the outside world.

"Remember: I only keep you because you are pleasing. Annoy me and I can throw you in front of him."

She shivered. "I’m sorry," she mumbled before gathering herself and smiled at him.

She began to hold his arm, gently pressing until it climbed to his shoulders. She worked hard and soon the tense muscles softened and so did his facial expression.

"Hmm, very good." He said. He took off his shirt and laid on the bed so the woman could massive his whole body.

As she massaged the man, touching his flabby wart-filled skin, Suli couldn’t help but feel bitter about her life.

She was wronged!

That corrosive liquid that was placed, she didn’t know what it was capable of!

She really didn’t think it was serious. She simply wanted to give them a little trouble so she could follow after!

She wasn’t twisted enough to want to kill her own brother!

But… who would believe her?

She didn’t have time to wallow in those thoughts as she was soon pulled down the bed, with her legs pried open.

Suli cried.

Someone help her!

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Later that night, the general went out of the room refreshed and pleasured. He locked the door again and was about to settle back to his own room.

It was just that a knock sounded soon after. His eyebrows rose as he walked slowly to check who it was. It was a sergeant, looking as if he was there on official business.

"Sir!"

The general nodded, turning to head to the living room, with the newcomer following in. He stood straight near the sofa and waited patiently until the general sat down comfortably.

"Here to report, sir!"

If Suli Was here she’d recognize him as the ’innocent’ soldier she ’manipulated’ into putting the liquid!

The general looked at him and nodded.

"Has it been settled?" He asked, "I was only able to delay his departure by a day. No mistakes this time.

"Yes sir!"

"Hm, it’s time he dies, " he said, eyes landing on his crutch.

He didn’t have enough time.

The soldier nodded. "He shouldn’t be able to detect it this time." he said, "We only need to place them tomorrow, as well as their other helicopter."

"Very good," the general said, and the image of the kind old man morphed to something much more… sinister.

"This time, I want him DEAD!"