Pervert In Stone Age: Breaking Cavewomen with Modern Kinks - Chapter 120

Chapter 120: Worldview Collapsed
Sabina gasped and tried to cover her mouth with her hand. Staring, she saw my cock – now it was floppy, but it was still thick and heavy, which was the proof of an all-nighter with us and the glint of the dawn.

“G-Gods,” she muttered, hardly audible above the stream’s noise. Her legs were tightly together, and her fingers were curling into the ground beside her.

Ravina didn’t make it a point to conceal her amazement. She extended her hand, her fingertips just brushing the area above my length, and her breath was in quick, sharp gasps. “It is… limp,” she began, then immediately put her hand to her mouth, her throat moving up and down.

I giggled, a quiet and deep one, as I took a step into the water. The river was still cool, a harsh contrast to the heat that was left on my skin. “You must have heard Agatha’s moans, right?” I mocked, my voice a husky purr.

Sabina turned even redder; her fingers were still on her lips. “Y-Yes,” she confessed, her voice shaking. “Ever since we heard—”

“Everything,” Ravina completed the sentence, her voice becoming something more sinister. She submerged her hands in the river, scooping the cold water before she let it flow onto my chest. Meanwhile, her fingers went ahead, touching the sharp edges of my muscles, her change to light but still full of desire. “Every. Scream. Every. Slap. Every time. You. Filled her.”

Sabina whimpered, her hand that was free, slowly moving down her body. Her fingers circled the nipple of her breast that she was touching before she moved further down. “The way she sobbed,” she uttered, her eyes becoming dull as she looked at Ravina’s hands. “The way you just… kept going.”

Ravina’s hands were moving down my body as she grew bolder. The water rippled around me as I got more comfortable. She did a sensual wash on me with long fingers, dragging slowly and gently across my thighs, and her breath even caught when she reached my member.

Sabina’s hands roamed down her groin as she moved her hips in a small circular motion. Lust made her thighs glisten.

“Do you not know what it is?” I asked in a dark and throaty voice. “To listen to her get you what you wanted.” When Ravina responded, her voice was shaky but sure, and she did not deny.

Ravina paused and looked straight at me. “We did,” she confirmed, somewhat embarrassed but honest.

Sabina’s fast and jerky motions became even more intense; her voice was breaking as she said, “We wanted it to be us only,” rather than with others.

I reacted fast and grabbed Sabina by the wrist, yanking her towards me. She let out a surprised scream as her body hit mine and her warm skin connected with my cool wet water. “Then why are you still over there?” I asked as I drew Ravina to me with my other hand, running it through her hair and pulling her to me.

Ravina’s head jolted when my lips found hers, and with the growling “Ah!”, she pressed her side to mine. Sabina whimpered and flattened her hands on my chest. Her nipples rubbed against me, and as a result, they got hard.

Water was popping all around us due to their exploratory hands on me. Ravina’s fingers slowly encircle and stroke closely companion, Sabina’s mouth on my neck, her teeth grazing my shoulder.

I was still in the middle of the action of grabbing and pulling Ravina by the hair when what I noticed made me stop.

A shadow. A shape.

Suddenly, I looked up, the sky calling, my hold on them loosening.

“What is that…?”

A fucking helicopter.

Charcoal colored, elegant, the air was slicing as the blades made their spin with a distant, mechanical screech. It was moving away, fading against the horizon, yet one didn’t have to be very sure to recognize it—the weird vibration, the way it crashed into the sky like an edge.

No. No, no, no.

This was not true.

This was not possible.

I forcefully broke away, the water running down my body as I stood up, tightly coiled like a spring, my muscles. Ravina and Sabina stumbled back with their big eyes, bewildered—

The moment I unlatched from them, the world turned upside down the world.

The trembling of Sabina’s still fingers that had been pressed against my chest. “D-Dexter?” Her voice was thin, weak—like she was scared that if she said it louder, I would disappear. Her dark eyes shot glancingly between my face and the sky, taking in what she saw, her breath fast and short as panic took hold. “W-What’s wrong? What did you—?”

Ravina was on it, her hand going for my arm. “Dexter, wait—!” She pushed her fingers into my skin as she tried to pull me back; the sound of her nails could be heard as they scraped my skin. “You can’t just do that—where are you going?” Her tone was edged, sharp, and desperate.

But I didn’t have time to explain anything.

I was pushing them back—not hard, but enough to make them lose their balance. Water was splashing at their legs, droplets sticking to their skin.

“Stay. Here,” I said coldly, and my voice was like a blade slicing through the air.

Sabina looked bursting. “B-But—!”

I was not listening.

Anyway, I was already leaving, my movement supported by the first flare of Eternal Vitality. The energy went down into the veins, the muscles becoming bigger, the skin becoming tougher than before—something that can take a bullet into the chest and still be laughing. The atmosphere surrounding me was getting distorted; the heat haze off my body was sparkling like that of a deity coming down for a fight.

They were still retreating, Sabina and Ravina, stumbling, turning, and looking back, but their voices were already carried away by the wind as I was disappearing on a run, the earth was feeling the hard hit of my bare feet. The cold of the stream was sticking to my skin, yet I hardly felt it. My mind was like a blade, sharp and focused.

I needed eyes.

I needed answers.

I skidded to a stop once I was far enough—far enough that the women wouldn’t see, far enough that the drone’s launch wouldn’t draw attention. My hand shot into the air, and I took out the Magical Tool from the System storage.