"You're just a little kitty cat; what can you possibly do?"
"Can you escape the palm of my hand?"
"You can't—"
"Hehehehahaha!"
kitten decisively pressed her pink paw on the other's head, trying to stop them. Even though she knew they were saying some outrageous lines, she was still annoyed! Her big, watery eyes clearly conveyed: "You must have some serious issues."
Here's a little-known fact: Both humans and cats can go crazy. It doesn't have to be just one of them.
But it wasn't over yet.
"Kittens like you are born to be eaten by daddy."
"Resistance is futile!"
"Hehehehe!"
"Oui, monsieur, to be eaten by daddy," she replied, her voice trembling with excitement.
With that, she leaned forward, wrapping her soft, full lips around the head of my cock. I groaned in pleasure as she began to slide her mouth up and down my shaft, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip.
"That's it, ma petite, suck daddy's cock like a good girl," I encouraged, tangling my fingers in her hair and guiding her movements.
As she continued to work her magic on my cock, I reached down and began to fondle her large, pert breasts. Her nipples were already rock-hard and erect, just begging for my touch.
"Mmm, monsieur," she moaned, the vibrations of her voice sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my entire body.
After a few more minutes of her expert oral ministrations, I could feel my orgasm building deep within my loins. "Swallow it all, ma petite," I grunted, thrusting my hips forward as I released a powerful stream of hot, sticky cum into her waiting mouth.
Selina obediently swallowed every last drop, her eyes never leaving mine as she did so.
"Good girl," I praised, stroking her hair gently as she remained on her knees, still licking the last remnants of my cum from her lips.
"Now, it's time for me to feast on that delicious, dripping wet pussy of yours," I growled, lifting her up from her kneeling position and carrying her over to the large, king-sized bed that dominated the center of the room.
I laid her down on her back, spreading her legs wide apart and revealing her glistening, swollen pussy to me. I couldn't resist dipping my head down between her legs, running my tongue along the length of her slick, wet slit.
"Aaaah, monsieur!" Selina cried out, her body arching up off the bed as I continued to pleasure her with my mouth.
I alternated between licking, sucking, and nibbling on her clit, driving her wild with desire. I could feel her pussy growing wetter and wetter with each passing moment, her juices flowing freely down her inner thighs.
"Please, monsieur, fuck me, I need you inside me!" Selina pleaded, her voice filled with desperation.
I was more than happy to oblige. I climbed up onto the bed, positioning myself between her legs and guiding the head of my cock to the entrance of her waiting pussy.
"Resistance is futile, ma petite," I murmured, looking deep into her eyes as I slowly began to push my way inside her.
Selina moaned loudly, her entire body trembling with pleasure as I sank my cock deeper and deeper into her tight, wet pussy.
"Fuck, yes, just like that!" she cried out, her nails digging into my back as I began to thrust my hips forward, fucking her with long, deep strokes.
As we continued to fuck, I could feel the tension within us both growing stronger with each passing moment. The air between us was thick with the sounds of our heavy breathing, our moans and groans of pleasure, and the intoxicating scent of our raw, primal lust.
"Do you like being eaten by daddy, Selina?" I growled, my voice low and guttural as I continued to pound my cock in and out of her tight, wet pussy.
"Oui, monsieur, I love it!" she moaned in response, her eyes rolling back in her head as she surrendered herself completely to the overwhelming pleasure that was coursing through her entire body.
I could feel my own orgasm building deep within my loins once again. "I'm going to cum inside you, Selina, and you're going to take every last drop," I grunted, my voice filled with a mixture of lust and dominance.
"Yes, daddy, cum inside me!" Selina cried out, her pussy clenching tightly around my cock as she reached her own explosive climax.
With a loud, primal roar, I thrust my hips forward one final time, burying my cock as deep inside her as I possibly could as I released another powerful stream of hot, sticky cum deep within her waiting womb.
We lay there together on the bed, our bodies still intertwined as we both struggled to catch our breaths. I could feel the sweat dripping down from my forehead, my heart pounding wildly within my chest as I savored the afterglow of our passionate lovemaking.
"So, what did you think of that, Selina?" I asked, looking down at her with a mixture of amusement and satisfaction.
"Oui, monsieur, c'était incroyable," she replied softly, her eyes shining brightly with happiness and contentment.
...
Far from the coastline, a 120-foot-long luxury battle-axe yacht floated on the open sea.
"Yahoo—"
On the choppy sea, a beautiful high school girl named Gwen Stacy was riding a jet ski, speeding across the water. The seawater splashed on her fair skin, accentuating her three-piece swimsuit, making her whole body seem to sparkle.
Dinah Lance lounged leisurely on a sunbed at the white bow of the boat, basking in the sunlight. In the gentle sea breeze, she freely displayed her body, hoping the sun would evenly tan every inch of her skin.
Her sister, Sara, was fishing on the floating platform at the stern. The housekeeper seemed very serene today, though her golden eyebrows occasionally twitched.
No reason other than the fact that the cat squatting in an squat in the upper-level bedroom with floor-to-ceiling windows was making too much noise.
As everyone knows, a cat in heat is quite an annoying thing.
Even though this cat's voice was rather pleasant, annoying is still annoying.
Feeling somewhat frustrated, Sara noticed movement on her fishing rod. Without further ado, she pulled it up.
The unfortunate deep-sea grouper, suddenly facing a rapid change in water pressure, was pulled up from dozens of meters deep so quickly that its eyes popped out, and it died instantly.
To be honest, this grouper, nearly a meter long and weighing about a hundred pounds, would be quite a challenge for most girls to handle.
Not for Sara, though. Her abs slightly flexed, and her seemingly slender arms exerted tremendous force, lifting the big fish out of the sea and onto the deck, where it flopped a few times before lying still.
"Wow, not a bad catch! We can have an extra meal tonight."
Sara turned her head in surprise and saw Atreus leaning against the rail of the second deck, wearing sunglasses and shorts, smiling at her.
"Heh! I've got your meal covered. Is there a reward?"
Atreus tilted his head and smirked, "How about a suck my dick?"
Sara blushed deeply. "I wouldn't mind that."
In fishing lingo, there's a saying: "The hook is straight, and the bait is salty!" But it doesn't matter what kind of hook is 20 cm, as long as it can catch a mermaid.
Ignoring the lifeless fish, Sara performed a beautiful dive and flew up to the second deck, landing right into Ang's princess carry.
At this moment, Sara happened to glance at Selina Kyle, who had just finished an intense workout and was lying exhausted in a hot spring massage pool with a two-meter diameter made of white ceramic. She couldn't help but feel a bit envious, but thankfully, she had reinforcements.
"Sis, want to join?"
"Coming!" Black Canary quickly flew up to the second deck as soon as she heard the commotion.
Atreus glanced at Catwoman, who had curled up in the hot spring pool. Just as he was about to speak, Catwoman raised her paw and gave him an international gesture of goodwill.
Atreus chuckled and hugged the Lance sisters. "Cats are fickle creatures, especially fond of roaming in the middle of the night. If they get bitten by a dog or beaten up by other cats, they'll think of their owner and obediently come home for help."
Poor little kitty finally realized that all gifts from fate come with a price tag. Sure enough, as soon as he stepped in the door, he heard a furious voice behind him.
"All you Waynes are bastards—"
Sigh! Call Catwoman a coward, and yet she dares to curse Atreus's entire family in public. Call her brave, and yet her posture will bend when needed.
Perhaps this is what they call "Microsoft."
Dozens of kilometers away, Bruce Wayne, who has always been devoted to 20-year-old beauties, happened to be playing the "straight hook and salty bait" game. Suddenly, he sneezed.
Fortunately, he didn't hear this, or he would have said, "I haven't offended any of you."
The unfortunate Bat-man lost his majority shareholder status in Wayne Enterprises, but that didn't stop the countless beauties of Gotham from being interested in him. Even with his money power reduced to the same level as Atreus's, he was still the most handsome guy in the nightclub.
Atreus partying on the sea doesn't mean he can't be found.
When he was playing a swinging game with Gwen using spider silk in the afternoon, a rumbling sound came from the distant sky.
In a red-and-gold Iron Man suit, Tony Stark cut through the sky and then slowly landed on the yacht's stern deck.
Seeing Atreus's situation, Tony, beneath his iron mask, had a nostalgic expression. He saw his former self.
The yacht's speakers played a lively tune, and the deck was filled with gorgeous beauties.
This scene, posted on major video sites, would likely have a title like "In times of economic depression, wealthy and generous unemployed beauties are forced to kill time in the sun," with every word being a potential search keyword.
Seeing Iron Man's arrival, the beauties were unfazed and greeted, "Hi, Tony."
Dinah, ever so thoughtful, put on a bathrobe and led him in, "Atreus is inside."
"Thanks, Miss Lance," Tony said as he stepped out of the Iron Man suit and walked in with large strides.
For a moment, Catwoman thought of using Tony to get back at Atreus. But unfortunately, Tony, with his max-level experience with women, didn't even glance at her. He went straight ahead, sat on the sofa opposite Atreus, and very naturally opened a hidden compartment in the sofa armrest, took out a can of beer, and drank.
Atreus slapped the cat's butt, chasing the pouting kitten out of the room, then laughed heartily, "Hey, Tony, what wind brought you here? It's not easy to find me."
Iron Man goes wherever he pleases.
"You didn't turn off the GPS on your phone. Sigh, it's all because you're making such a big scene—trouble's come." Tony tossed a stack of papers on the table in front of Atreus.
Atreus took a look and understood, "The higher-ups are unhappy with me again?"
"No kidding! You've taken back Wayne Enterprises. Do you think they'd be okay with one person holding stakes in two major arms companies?"
Atreus chuckled.
The American top brass plays a balancing game. When Congress hands out military contracts, the major arms companies compete for them. If Atreus holds stakes in two giant arms companies, those big wigs in Congress probably won't sleep well.
Without even looking at the amount filled in the document, Atreus quickly signed his name.
"Aren't you afraid I might sell you out?"
"Anyone who would do that doesn't deserve to be Iron Man." Atreus smiled, raising his beer can.
Tony said nothing, clinked 'cans' with Atreus, and said, "You really did well this time, handling Wayne Enterprises on your own. As your buddy, I feel bad I couldn't help you, so I've increased the buyout price by 10% over the average stock price for the past 30 days."
"That's a small thing! Just bring me some of your little inventions when you have time; that's more practical."
Money is just a number when you reach a certain point.
Atreus doesn't place much importance on it because this world is too dangerous.
His openness made Tony have a favorable impression of him. In the past, Tony could say, "I never care if my friends have money because none have more than I do." Now, Atreus, the largest shareholder of Wayne Enterprises, could truly stand on equal footing with him financially.
"Alright, enough about the mundane stuff. To prepare for potential major crises, I've been thinking about forming a team of superheroes. Are you interested?"
(End of Chapter)