Chapter 1003: A Perilous Task
Seeing Natalie’s seductive demeanor, Kevin felt at a loss for words. This woman’s resilience was remarkable. She had just faced a life-or-death situation and was now flirting with him as if nothing had happened. Truly, she was every bit the woman who had been with Jasper.
When Kevin didn’t respond, Natalie reached out to touch his penis, smiling mischievously. "It felt so good when you were inside me earlier; I almost came, but Jasper interrupted us. Are you scared now? How about I check for you?" Without waiting for a reply, she knelt down, pulled down Kevin’s pants, exposing his smooth, powerful member. She couldn't help but kiss the tip.
Compared to the somewhat wooden and reticent Kevin, Natalie found herself increasingly fond of this honest, straightforward young man. At least he was sincere, never hiding his enjoyment of things he liked, and her own body had become more sensitive to his touch. Every time his purplish-red head touched her, she would exude a rich honey-like fluid, eagerly awaiting his penetration.
Kevin, stimulated by Natalie’s kissing and fondling, felt his member stir. The head lifted slightly, the corona ringed with tiny bumps, unremarkable at first glance, but Natalie knew their potent effect. Every time Kevin’s penis slid into her, those bumps skimmed over her tender vaginal walls, making her feel as if countless small brushes were caressing her. Combined with the stimulation from the ridged veins, it usually took only a few thrusts before she was trembling and climaxing.
Gently stroking the bumps with her fingertips, Natalie giggled, "Kevin, don’t these look like a dog’s collar? How about I name your big buddy? Let’s call it Tiger Head. Every time it sees me, it wags like it recognizes me. Isn’t that magical?"
Kevin looked at Natalie’s innocent and naïve expression, a far cry from the hardened mistress of a criminal overlord or the wanton seductress she could be in bed. She seemed like a silly little girl, cooing at his member as if it were a pet. For some reason, Kevin felt a pang of bitterness. He preferred Natalie this way, innocent and childlike, not constantly calculating how to manipulate men. But in reality, Natalie had no choice. Without such cunning, she would have been devoured by this ruthless society long ago.
Audrey’s situation was a testament to this harsh reality. Ordinary girls might live peacefully, but for natural beauties like Audrey or Natalie, a tranquil life without a powerful protector was elusive. They would either become playthings for powerful men or debase themselves.
Natalie was relatively fortunate. Jasper, despite treating women as playthings, had provided her with a platform where she didn’t have to grovel in front of multiple men. Most girls in bars wouldn’t achieve what Natalie had.
Lost in her amusement, Natalie continued to tease Kevin’s large, erect member. She couldn’t resist using her soft tongue to lick the most sensitive spots, chuckling as a clear droplet emerged from the tip. "Look, Tiger Head is drooling! Don’t worry, Tiger Head, I’ll feed you soon. Just play with me a bit longer."
Kevin decided to ignore Natalie’s antics, letting her play with his member while he considered their predicament. Jerome, Jasper’s rival’s strategist, must be an older man by now. Such a man would have needs, surely seeking out women. The easiest place for that would be local bars or clubs. Maybe Natalie could have her people quietly observe any solitary, peculiar men. Yet without distinctive features, this would be like searching for a needle in a haystack.
Jerome, having survived so long in the underworld, must have ways to disguise himself. Scars can be removed, tattoos hidden, and accents changed. For all Kevin knew, Jerome might be a phantom, a figure created to mislead them, or a dead man buried in some remote village.
Jasper had indeed assigned him a frustrating task. Kevin couldn’t help but admire Jasper’s decisiveness; he had witnessed Kevin and Natalie’s intimate encounter but had let it pass, focusing instead on the mission. It was baffling yet impressive—Jasper’s ability to treat his own woman as a pawn to win Kevin’s allegiance, even after being cuckolded.
Natalie’s attention returned to the increasingly erect “Tiger Head.” Deciding not to tease Kevin further, she patted the tip playfully, "Alright, time for your meal. You’re such an eager little one, making me want to bite you to leave a mark."
Tiger Head seemed almost conscious, trembling and releasing a droplet onto Natalie’s face. She wiped it off and scolded playfully, "Think I won’t bite you? We’ll see." Grasping the base, she nipped it lightly, leaving neat rows of teeth marks.
Kevin, pondering the enmity between Jasper and Jerome, winced at the unexpected pain. Seeing the bite marks, he frowned, "Natalie, are you done? I’m trying to think. Can you stop messing around?"
Realizing she might have gone too far, Natalie gently massaged the marks, "I just wanted to discipline it a bit. Didn’t know it was so delicate. Most aren’t as smooth and fair as yours. I’ll leave a mark to remind you not to stray." She suddenly paused, eyes reflecting deep thought.
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