The Villains Must Win-Chapter 321: (+18) Apocalyptic Romance 31

Cloud must have slipped into her sleeping body with a deftness that left Sasha both amazed and incredibly turned on.

She opened her mouth to protest that she was still a bit dry, but Cloud quickly silenced her with a searing kiss. His tongue delved deep, tangling with hers as he began to move inside her in long, powerful strokes.

Sasha gasped against his lips, the delicious friction sending shockwaves of pleasure radiating through every nerve ending.

Cloud’s hand slid up to grip the back of Sasha’s head, holding her in place as he continued his sensual assault. The other hand gripped her hip possessively, angling it just right so that each thrust hit that perfect spot deep within.

Sasha whimpered into the kiss as Cloud filled and stretched her completely. Despite the initial discomfort from lack of foreplay, she could feel herself growing wetter by the second under his skilled ministrations. Her inner walls fluttered around him rhythmically as if beckoning him deeper still.

Cloud groaned low in his throat at the sensation, increasing his pace until he was pounding into Sasha with almost brutal force.

The bed creaked and shook with the force of his thrusts, the inflatable bed rocking against the floor in a staccato rhythm that matched their racing heartbeats.

Sasha clung to Cloud desperately, her nails raking down his back as she lost herself in the maelstrom of sensation. She could feel every ridge and vein of his cock, each stroke bringing her closer to the precipice.

Cloud’s mouth found hers again, swallowing her cries of ecstasy as he drove them both relentlessly towards completion. He could feel Sasha’s body tensing beneath him, her pussy clamping down around him as she teetered on the brink.

"Come for me," he commanded hoarsely against her lips. "I want to feel you shatter around my cock."

And with those words, Sasha came undone completely. Her orgasm crashed over her in waves so intense they bordered on pain, every muscle locking up tight before releasing in a cataclysmic burst of pleasure.

She screamed Cloud’s name to the heavens as her pussy spasmed wildly around him, milking his cock for all it was worth.

Cloud followed right behind her, burying himself to the hilt one last time before spilling his seed deep inside Sasha’s convulsing vagina. He groaned long and low as he emptied himself into her welcoming heat, their combined fluids leaking out around his still-pulsing shaft.

For long moments afterwards they simply clung to each other, chests heaving as they rode out the aftershocks of their shared climax.

Cloud peppered Sasha’s face with soft kisses before finally pulling back slightly to gaze down at her tenderly.

"I’ve made my decision," he whispered fiercely, brushing a sweat-dampened lock of hair from her forehead. "I’m coming with you."

Sasha smiled up at him dreamily, still floating on a cloud of post-orgasmic bliss. "That’s great then," she murmured back just as fervently. "Looks like you really like my pussy."

Cloud laughed. The first time since forever. "Perhaps . . . But it’s mostly because of your delicious cooking." 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Sasha giggled.

And as they lay there in each other’s arms, basking in the afterglow of their passionate lovemaking, Sasha was smiling in triumph inside.

The only problem was . . . How would she explain to Alvaro that Cloud would be coming with them?

Well . . . The more the merrier.

Cloud held her close, silently vowing to always be there for her - not just as a lover, but as a true partner and friend.

Was it love or just lust? No one knew and no one wanted to breach that question.

And with that thought in mind, he captured Sasha’s lips once more in a deep, sensual kiss full of promise...and perhaps the beginnings of round two.

Sasha nearly jumped when her radio crackled under the pillow.

"Sasha?"

Alvaro’s voice was low and urgent.

She instantly sat up, Cloud reacting just as fast — alert soldier mode activated.

"Alvaro? What’s going on? Are you okay?"

"I’m on the road now," he answered, breathless like he was running while driving. "Meet me at the grocery store before. One hour. I’ll explain everything then."

"Wait—Alvaro—!"

But the line clicked off.

Sasha stared at the silent radio. Cloud stared at Sasha.

The temperature in the room dropped ten degrees.

"We need to get ready," she said, already moving to grab her equipment.

Cloud didn’t move.

His eyes—sharp, conflicted—remained fixed on her.

"You and Alvaro." His voice was low. Dead serious. "What exactly is your relationship?"

Sasha stopped, blinked—then let out a half-laugh, almost disbelieving.

"You’re asking that now? After everything we did—and more than once?"

"Just answer me," Cloud growled, jaw ticking.

Her laughter faded. Her expression turned serious, thoughtful.

"Alvaro is important to me," she said clearly. "Just like you are."

"That’s not an answer."

She stepped closer, eyes piercing his without flinching.

"In this world, survival is the only thing that mattered. You protect me. He protects me. I provide food, comfort, safety. We satisfy each other’s urges. We move forward together."

She tilted her head. "A win-win situation. Or... is that a problem for you?"

Cloud didn’t respond.

His heart was pounding too loud to think straight. He didn’t expect love—but he also didn’t expect... this.

Was he jealous?

Yes.

Was he willing to walk away?

Absolutely not.

He clenched a fist. "Do you really need him? I can protect you myself."

Sasha’s eyes sharpened, voice like steel wrapped in velvet.

"Alvaro is precious to me," she declared. "I’m not abandoning him."

Cloud stared—hurt flickering behind his stoic mask. Then he let out a long, defeated sigh, picking up his clothes.

Before he could escape deeper into his own thoughts, Sasha flicked his forehead.

"Hey," she teased lightly, softening the moment. "Don’t go grumpy soldier on me. I still need you."

Cloud huffed, failing to hide the tiny curve at the corner of his mouth.

"Yeah. Yeah. And oh—we also need to clear the undead outside," he added. "You were... loud just now."

Sasha snorted. "And whose fault is that, Commander?"

She winked, pressed a quick kiss to his lips, then stretched with a yawn.

"I’ll go wash up. If I show up to Alvaro covered in—...you know—he’ll never let you hear the end of it."

Cloud opened his mouth to protest—but she had already walked away, tossing a towel over her shoulder, hips swaying with dangerous confidence. Butt cheeks bouncing.

He stared at her back and felt his cock jumping alive. The woman who had turned his entire world upside down in four days.

He took a deep breath. Shaky. Heavy.

Guess this is my life now.

Sharing her wasn’t something he wanted.

But losing her?

He felt he would die at the thought.

So for now... He would fight beside her.

And hope she’d eventually choose him in the end.