The Quest Is Simply To NTR All The Heroes

The way she sprawled out on the bed was straight out of a wet dream.

The hem of her nightie had ridden up, showing off purple panties that clung to her curves, her creamy white skin glowing in the dim light. She looked so damn tempting, Kaisen didn't know where to start.

He took her raised leg in his hand, feeling the smoothness of her skin, his fingers itching to bite down, to leave marks.

But he played it cool, starting with a slow, deliberate massage.

Helena's body began to melt under his touch, her breathing growing heavier, her eyes fluttering closed. Kaisen smirked at the effect he was having on her.

His hands slid up to her thighs, fingers dancing lightly on her skin.

"Sike."

With a wicked grin, he grabbed both of her thighs and yanked them apart, revealing the barely-there fabric of her panties clinging to her soaking wet pussy.

"Kai...sen...you..."

Helena's voice was a mix of shock and desire, her eyes wide. Her hands flew down to cover herself, but Kaisen wasn't about to let her play coy now.

"You can't hide this from me, sweetie. I want to see every inch."

Kaisen grabbed Helena's hands, pulling them away like he was unwrapping the best gift of his life. Her panties were soaked, her arousal practically leaking through the fabric.

In one swift move, he slid the panties to the side, exposing her puffy, pink pussy that glistened in the dim light. Kaisen's heart raced like a stallion at full gallop.

No hesitation, no second thoughts. He dove in like a man lost in the desert finding water, planting a big, sloppy kiss right on her dripping folds.

His tongue worked up and down her slit, lapping at her juices like they were the nectar of the gods.

"Ahhnn...ohhh..."

Helena moaned, her voice quivering with pleasure. Her hands clutched at the bedsheets, knuckles white, as her eyes rolled back in pure bliss.

Kaisen's tongue explored every corner of her pussy, swirling around her clit before sucking on it, his teeth gently nibbling at her labia.

Her body shuddered under his relentless assault, overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her. After a minute that felt like an eternity, Kaisen pulled away, licking his lips like he'd just tasted the world's finest dessert.

He positioned himself, his cock standing tall, the head glistening with pre-cum, right at her entrance.

Helena's eyes widened, her breath hitching in her throat.

"It won't fit! You're too big..."

"Come on, I thought you were a tough girl. Take it."

With a swift, powerful thrust, he buried himself inside her, filling her up to the brim.

Helena's scream echoed through the room as she felt his cock stretch her like nothing else ever had, his girth filling every inch of her, pressing against her walls, the tip kissing her cervix.

Her entire body arched off the bed, overwhelmed by the sheer size and intensity of him.

"It's too much... I'm gonna cum!"

Helena screamed, her body trembling as waves of pleasure surged through her.

"Not yet. I'm not done with you."

Kaisen growled, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down her spine.

He started thrusting, his cock sliding in and out of her with a slow, sensual rhythm that drove her wild.

For the next two hours, Kaisen feasted on the goddess that was Helena, devouring her with every position imaginable.

He had her in missionary, where he could watch her face twist with pleasure; then flipped her into cowgirl, letting her ride him as he grabbed handfuls of her breasts.

He pounded her in doggy style, his hips slamming against her ass, the sound of skin slapping echoing through the room; and he even pulled off reverse cowgirl, admiring the way her body arched and her hair spilled over her shoulders.

Kaisen loved every second, the way her wetness coated his cock, the heat of her walls gripping him like a vise.

He could feel her body trembling beneath him, her moans fueling his desire, making him drive into her harder, faster.

The rhythm was primal, animalistic, a dance of lust and dominance that left them both breathless. He could've gone on for hours, his stamina seemingly endless, but even Kaisen had his limits.

With a guttural grunt, he slammed his cock deep inside her, his balls tightening as he unleashed a torrent of cum straight into her womb.

Helena's body convulsed as she felt his hot seed flood her, her eyes rolling back in her head, mouth open in a silent scream as another orgasm tore through her.

Her entire being was consumed by the feeling of him filling her up, the sensation too overwhelming to bear.

"That's right, take it all like a good girl."

Kaisen groaned, his voice thick with satisfaction as he felt her body milk him for every last drop.

Helena lay beneath him, panting, her mind lost in the haze of pleasure, unable to form a coherent thought, only knowing that she never wanted this feeling to end.

After what felt like an eternity, Kaisen finally pulled out, leaving a mess of cum and her juices trailing from Helena's well-used pussy.

His immediate thirst for Rodalina had been temporarily quenched, and all he wanted now was sleep.

"I'll be crashing on this silky bed with you, Helena, if you don't mind."

He chuckled, catching a glimpse of her. Helena lay sprawled out, eyes half-closed, chest heaving, looking thoroughly ravished.

Kaisen slipped into the bed beside her, wrapping an arm around her waist and letting his hand wander to her soft, warm breasts.

His cock twitched, already starting to rise again. He smirked, feeling her heartbeat against his palm.

'This is gonna be a fun night.'

He thought, and then, satisfied and spent, he drifted into a deep, blissful sleep.

...

Kaisen was out cold, his little brother's hunger thoroughly sated, lost in a sleep so deep it felt like nothing could wake him.

That was until a sharp kick to his ass sent him tumbling off the bed. He hit the granite floor with a resounding thud, forehead first.

"Ouch! What the fuck!"

He yelped, scrambling to rub his sore forehead and aching butt simultaneously.

"Get the hell out of my room, you idiot!" Helena screamed, her voice tinged with panic.

Kaisen blinked, groggy and confused. The early morning sun had just begun to peek through the clouds, sending a ray of light slicing through the window to illuminate the bed.

Helena's hair was a tangled mess, her face a mask of panic. She looked like she'd just seen a ghost—or worse, her reputation was about to be ruined by the sight of Kaisen sprawled on her floor.

"Oh, damn. Is it morning already? Man, I was so satisfied last night that I just passed out."

Kaisen muttered, rubbing his eyes and stretching like a cat, completely oblivious to the storm brewing in front of him.

Helena's eyes were wide as saucers, panic clear in her voice.

"Get out, Kaisen, before someone comes in here! I swear, if anyone sees you in my room at this hour... Come on, get up!"

She was practically begging, the urgency clear.

If anyone caught the Emperor's brother in her chambers, the scandal would spread faster than wildfire. And scandal was exactly what Kayden, that smug bastard, was waiting for to finally give him an excuse to kick her out of the city.

Helena's heart pounded at the thought. She knew what awaited her if she was banished—poverty, darkness, and a past she had fought tooth and nail to escape. No way was she going back to that hell.

She quickly circled the bed, grabbing Kaisen by the shoulders, trying with all her might to pull him up. But he was as solid as a rock, and her tugging did little more than make her own breasts bounce enticingly under the thin fabric of her nightie.

Kaisen's eyes sparkled with mischief, his wide-awake gaze locked onto the hypnotic jiggle of Helena's ample bosom.

"If you wanted me up, all you had to do was ask."

With a swift, playful move, he reached out and grabbed her boobs, his fingers pinching her nipples through the fabric, using the leverage to pull himself to his feet.

Helena yelped, her face turning crimson. In her panic, she'd forgotten just how shameless Kaisen could be.

"Stop that and get out. Hurry before Kayden sees you here. This will not look good for me, Kaisen."

Helena snapped, her voice filled with urgency as she pointed furiously at the door like it was the last lifeboat on a sinking ship.

Brushing off the lingering heat on her nipples, she pushed against Kaisen's chest, shoving him toward the exit. But Kaisen, in all his infuriating glory, just stood there with a smirk, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Geez, Helena, I'm naked. What do you think will happen if one of the servants catches me strutting around in my birthday suit, coming out of the Queen's room, no less? Huh? And why are you a Queen anyway? Shouldn't it be Empress? Wait, which one's right? Is there a difference, or is it just a fancy way of saying the same—"

Before he could disappear into his own thoughts entirely, Helena grabbed his clothes off the bed and tossed them at him, hitting him square in the face.

"Focus, Kaisen! Don't make this harder than it already is. Get dressed and get out!"

She begged, glancing nervously at the door as if Kayden might burst in at any moment.

Seeing the genuine desperation in her eyes, Kaisen sighed, finally relenting.

After all, if Helena got kicked out of the palace, he'd lose two quality sources of fun, and that simply wouldn't do. Not when he was just getting started.

"Alright, alright, I'm going. But remember, Helena," he said, slipping on his clothes with the ease of someone who'd done this many times before, "I'll be back. That appetite of mine is far from satisfied."

With a wink that was more trouble than promise, he opened the door and slipped out like a shadow, disappearing down the hallway.

Helena exhaled deeply, finally letting out the breath she'd been holding.

'Damn, that was close. But thank the gods, at least Kaisen listened… this time.'

She thought to herself, sinking onto the bed, her heart still racing.

Helena thought as she closed the door and shuffled back to the bed, her body sore in places she didn't even know could get sore.

"I'm too tired. I need to clean myself and take a long bath."

She muttered, her voice barely a whisper. The exhaustion hit her like a wave. She could hardly muster the energy to stand, let alone think straight.

"Damn him and his big cock. How can he have so much stamina?"

She grumbled, flopping onto the bed that still smelled of him, his scent clinging to the silk sheets like a ghost.

She buried her face in the pillow, inhaling the remnants of their night, a mixture of frustration and satisfaction swirling inside her.

'Kayden, you'd better watch your back. I'm not going down without a fight. And trust me, Kaisen is going to be a part of my grand plan. He's not just a distraction; he's an asset now.'

A slow, cunning smile crept across her face as she imagined the chaos she could unleash.

"Let's see who has the last laugh," she muttered, closing her eyes.

As the fatigue pulled her under, her final thoughts were of Kaisen, of Kayden, and of the power she was going to seize, no matter what it took.