Catwoman: Twisted Addiction Ch. 03

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6.

The beat of the club music mirrored that of her heart. The deep bass pounded into Selina's ears, thumping vibrations reaching down into her very bones.

She loved it.

There had been more than just a simple change. There had been a transformation. Selina Kyle was a different woman now. The same name, the same body, the same desires, but her recent crucible had made her anew. The trial had defiled her... and then rejuvenated her.

Before she was Catwoman. But now? She was Catwoman unleashed.

Tonight she was wearing a different skin. Her black suit, so tight and shiny and sexy, was left at home. In its place, Selina donned garb that was no less alluring... but covered quite a bit less.

Her clubwear was a minidress, ruched and black as midnight. Tight to her body, clinging to the proud contours of her figure, her flat tummy, her hips, her full breasts. Cradling them like a lover would. The sleeves were long and sheer, possessing the consistency of dense smoke. The skirt was short, ending at her mid-thigh, leaving the rest of her long, sensual legs bare. The square neck dipped low, baring her collarbone and offering a tantalizing hint of cleavage.

And upon her neck, a band of black fabric. It matched her dress well, but that wasn't why it thrilled Selina to wear it. It was underneath that sent a wicked shiver through her body. The gift with her name on it.

Roman's gift. The very same that had made her his.

The man in question was seated less than a foot away. Right beside her in their private booth. The club was his and this particular spot was reserved for him and him alone... as well as any company he wished to bring.

Tonight, it was Selina. And she knew well that she was his most prized guest of all. She could see it in his eyes as he looked at her, his sharp gaze burning now with the ravenous hunger she had become more than familiar with. Selina knew then that she was going to get fucked that evening.

The thought exhilarated her.

The music continued to boom loudly, almost deafening. The beat pulsed through Selina's veins, stoking the heat within that much more. Feeling daring, she scooted closer to the man in charge. Gotham's top dog. Closer until her hips touched his. The smirk on his face told Selina she had him.

She draped herself upon his flank, sensual curves pressing into his firm shoulder. She gazed up at him with starry eyes, her ruby-red lips spreading into a dazzling smile.

"I think it's time we turned in, no?" She managed to speak over the thumping DJ.

Roman's grin remained, but the heat in his eyes was blistering now. He slid an arm around her waist, his hand settling nicely upon her hip. His fingertips just barely reached past the hem of her minidress, teasing at her bare thigh. Selina hummed, squirming closer into Roman.

"Pretty eager to get me alone, aren't you?" Roman rumbled. Selina loved the way his words vibrated deep in his chest.

"It's been such a long day, Roman." Selina purred, sliding a hand up his chest. She delighted in the firmness of his lean body beneath the dark dress shirt. The material was soft, smooth, but Roman was warm and hard. "I want you all to myself."

Her desire was clear. Her touch was gentle, but becoming stronger. Her hand slipped from his chest, dropping lower. Fingers played at his gut, feeling up the muscle there. Selina was practically in Roman's lap then, their faces inches apart. And still she smiled so innocently, batting her eyes like some lovestruck sex kitten.

Roman breathed, in and out. His nostrils flared, a moment passing as he considered her offer. His grin grew a tiny bit, his eyes flashing with dark intent. He began to slide out of the private booth. Selina followed, her heart racing as giddy excitement rushed through her body.

He offered a hand, helping her to her feet. His thumb brushing over her skin was like splendid fire. She wanted to drag him down to the floor right then and there. But this was his show, his domain. With the pleasures she knew Roman could give her, Selina was more than content with her new place.

She watched him tap the shoulder of one of his men, a tall, thickly built fellow in a dark suit. Roman spoke loudly to be heard over the music and the dancing crowd.

"I'm taking this somewhere private." He told his man. "Keep an eye on the club for me."

"Sure thing, boss." The goon nodded.

And that was that. Roman was already cutting his way through the sea of his patrons with Selina in tow. She let him lead, strutting close behind with her hand in his. Selina beamed, feeling eyes upon her. She knew damn well what kind of figure she cut in her club dress. She could almost sense the desire, the want being directed towards her. It thrilled her... but not as much as the prospect of her very near future.

All these people, the drunken clubgoers and dancers, they could look upon her body and desire to their heart's content. But only Roman would truly have her.

There was a private room waiting for them in the back. And there Selina Kyle would be enjoyed the right way. There she was going to get fucked.

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The private room was a place Selina had already become familiar with. Located in the loft, it was furnished with chairs, a sofa, even a bed. Every one of Roman's clubs had one. A home away from home, anytime that the Black Mask found the need for one.

A time like tonight. Selina yearned for his touch, his hunger. She would make him unleash it all upon her. Roman wouldn't be going home. He wouldn't have the energy for it. Selina was going to drain him of it. Every last drop.

Selina wasted no time. As soon as the door was shut and locked behind them, she threw herself into his arms, catching his lips in a deep, searing kiss. To her delight, Roman was stunned for only a tiny moment before taking command. Their tongues danced, then dueled, but it was a short battle. A battle Selina so loved to lose.

With his arms coiling nice and firm around her waist, Roman led them deeper into the room. They remained locked together at the lips, devouring and being devoured. Selina moaned into his mouth, bliss rising in her heart... and desire growing hot in her belly.

Roman's hands roamed. One rising up her back, taking her by the back of her neck. The other traveled downward, past the small of her back, taking a bold handful of her buttocks. Selina moaned again, the pitch rising an octave. Roman groaned in turn, his fingers sinking into the plump flesh, digging through the fabric of her dress. All the while, he urged his groin into hers. Selina let out a tiny gasp, feeling the hardness of his rod through his pants. Like an iron bar, long and thick. A shiver rolled down her spine. She could hardly wait to see it in the flesh again.

"You want it bad?" Roman broke the kiss, growling less than an inch from her sore, puffy lips. His hot breath tingled on her skin.

"I do, baby. I need it!" Selina whined, melting into his arms.

Only a man with a cock like Roman's could make her legs turn to jelly. No matter how fierce the Catwoman claimed to be, she couldn't deny her kryptonite. Her wonderful, wicked addiction.

"Damn." He chuckled. His groping hand continued its work, playing shamelessly upon the softness of Selina's rear end. "It's only been a couple weeks and you're already hooked."

"The right man can really change a girl, Romy." Selina breathed out, hot and needy. Her arms wrapped tight around the back of her lover's neck. She gave his lips a tiny peck, nipping gently at his lower lip. "You seem surprised."

"I'm satisfied. After all... I'm the guy who collared the Catwoman."

A wicked thrill danced through Selina's belly, spreading up and out through the rest of her body. Every inch of her felt like a livewire. Her mind went to the band of black fabric around her delicate throat... and the deliciously twisted secret it hid.

A symbol of her betrayal. Of her rebirth. And of her new life.

"It wasn't the dollar that tamed me, stud." Selina whispered, taking his lower lip between her teeth again. She lashed her tongue against it before letting him go. A giggle bubbled up in her throat. "But you already knew that."

Arousal flashed through her insides, splendid flames licking at her skin. Roman led them closer to the bed, both of his hands moving to her waist. Selina hummed, enjoying the way his thick fingers pressed into the small of her back.

It was Selina's turn to grope this time. Looking Roman dead in the eyes, her hand dropped between his legs. She sought out his rod, feeling his hardness, his thickness through the fabric of his pants. Even hidden away under layers of clothing, there was no denying his enormity. This was the cock that had brought Catwoman to heel.

She pressed gentle, teasing kisses to his chin and jaw as she massaged him through his pants. Her slender fingers enclosed around the pipe straining against the fabric, drawing a deep groan from his lips as she began to pump him. She only managed a few strokes before there was a knock at the room's door.

The voice of one of Roman's men carried through, somewhat muffled. But his words were clear enough for them both to hear.

"Boss. Company here to see you."

"He's busy." Selina snapped. There was an edge to her voice, sharp and cutting. The Catwoman didn't like being interrupted. Especially when she was so close to getting that delicious cream.

But Roman's firm but gentle touch brought that flare of anger back down to a simmer. He pressed his lips to her cheek, murmuring in her ear.

"It's alright, sweetheart." Then he turned and called out towards the door. "Let her in, Joe."

Selina's feelings of vexation were quickly replaced. She shifted in Roman's arms, confusion swirling through her mind.

"Her?" She pressed as the door to the private room eased open. Selina didn't feel angry. Not at the prospect of some extra company. And not at Roman for inviting a guest without telling her. In fact, she felt more curious than anything. But an edge crept into her voice all the same.

But her man only offered a small grin. She caught the twinkle in his eyes, as well. That look of his that cropped up whenever he was about to get exactly what he desired. As Selina turned her eyes towards the sound of high heels clicking against the floor, Roman's low voice slithered into her ear.

"I know you said you wanted me all to yourself... but you know well enough that I'm more man than one woman can handle."

Selina felt a knot twist in her belly. The new arrival was indeed a woman. Statuesque in her heels and busty and leggy just the way Roman liked. Her dress was shimmering red, covering even less than Selina's, spaghetti straps holding up material so fine that one could see the outline of her nipples in the fabric. The garment was loose, the short skirt - shorter even than Selina's - swishing around her lush thighs as she walked, strutted towards them. And every step sent tiny, tantalizing quakes through her ample bosom. Catching Roman's attention... and Selina's.

The new woman's beauty was not homegrown, nor was it elegant like Selina's. The blonde's face was sharp, striking - her allure was more stunning than welcoming. Combined with her bold, proud body, Selina imagined this woman wouldn't be out of place spread across the pages of a magazine. Men's magazines, specifically.

A call girl, Selina guessed. And likely very pricey, if Roman's tastes were any indication.

The blonde stopped just short of the embraced couple, her lively, daring eyes dancing between them. For a moment, she and Selina shared a look. In an instant, there was understanding. The blonde was there to be a helping hand. But at the same time, she was also competition.

Selina kept her face still, serene. She lifted her chin, regarding the blonde with careful interest. The blonde, in turn, did the same.

It wasn't quite tension - at least, not the sort that would kill the mood. Roman seemed pleased by the new atmosphere, letting out a chuckle. He pulled back from Selina a tiny bit, keeping one hand settled on the small of her back as he turned to face the new arrival.

"Selina, I'd like you to meet Chloe." Roman smirked, presenting the blonde with his free hand. "Before you, she was my go-to girl."

Selina couldn't quite tell if the blonde - Chloe - puffed up with pride at Roman's words. There was a flash across her eyes, pools of vibrant green. The woman's full lips - painted a rich, dark red - curled into a smile.

"A pleasure to meet you, Miss Kyle." Chloe gave a soft nod. Was there faint reverence there? Or was Selina just seeing things?

"I'm sure." Her words were curt, but not cold. Still, Selina didn't want to get too cozy. The blonde was competition, after all. And if she was one of Roman's go-to girls then her skills couldn't be dismissed.

But, then again... the prospect of a threesome wasn't without appeal. Chloe was a knockout by any standard. Even with her preference for men, Selina couldn't deny the allure of such opulent curves. And Roman... a man so gifted as he... deep in Selina's heart, she knew a stud like him deserved all the pleasures he desired. It only made sense for such a beautiful cock to be worked over by two women. Hell, Selina was sure he was man enough for three!

However, what thrilled Selina the most was the challenge presented to her: who could please Roman the best?

Things had already begun moving as Selina drifted back out of her thoughts. Roman had offered his free arm and Chloe had graciously drawn herself into his open flank. With a lovely lady on each arm, Roman looked as pleased as he'd been. Even more than that first night in his penthouse, Selina noted. The Catwoman felt a delightful buzz worm through her insides. Heat flashed through her core, rising and spreading.

Roman Sionis, the hung stud, with two willing women at his command. It just felt right.

"Now..." Her lover started, looking between Selina and the blonde. "You both are very talented women. I know this from first-hand experience."

"If that's what you want to call it." Chloe tittered. She pressed herself close to his body, her fingers already playing at the buckle of his belt.

Roman continued on, his own fingers drifting across the upper slopes of Selina's ass.

"I want to let you know that this isn't a competition. I brought you two here-"

"Because you've got a big fucking dick and it's a two woman job?" Selina finished for him. Across from her, Chloe burst out in giggles. The warm flush upon the blonde's cheeks told Selina that she was almost certainly buzzed. That wasn't a problem. So was Selina.

"Yeah, pretty much." Roman answered after a moment. The very visible tent in his dark trousers only supported Selina's remark. "But before we get to that... I need to know that the two of you can play nice."

Selina and Chloe shared a knowing smirk. Hell, Selina damn near rolled her eyes. A single thought entered Selina's head - and she knew it was echoed by the woman across from her.

Men.

"He wants to see nice?" Selina released a soft sigh. She untangled herself from Roman's arm, reaching out towards Chloe. An offer. An invitation. "Let's show him nice."

The big-titted blonde took Selina's hand. They drew together, closing the distance quickly. Where Roman was lean and firm, Chloe was full-bodied and soft. But just as warm. Maybe even hotter. Their bellies pressed flush together, the heat of silky smooth skin trading through the thin fabric of their club dresses. Selina's heart raced, her body coming alive with nerve and delight. The other woman's hot breath was most welcome upon Selina's lips.

"I'll follow your lead, Miss Kyle." Chloe whispered, low and husky.

Selina took control. She took the blonde by the chin and captured her mouth in a deep kiss. Her lips were plump, buttery smooth, and so, so soft. Warm and wetness joined the fray soon after, their tongues sliding forth to dance and duel. Their kiss deepened even more, hunger guiding them both. Soon Chloe was moaning. Sweet sounds that Selina swallowed up like candy.

But beyond the pleasure and the thrill, what delighted Selina the most was that she knew Roman was watching. She knew Roman loved their little display of womanly affection.

Before long, delicate hands were roaming. Traveling across flanks, curves, and bare skin. Undoing knots and buttons. Then fabric was slipping away from luscious curves, gliding down over smooth bellies and revealing plump, juicy breasts. As Selina tasted another woman's spit, Chloe was feeling up her ass, groping at her bare tits. Now it was Selina who was moaning, the Catwoman purring as talented hands brought her body to life, blooming with heat and desperate need.

It was always nice to make new friends.

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7.

Selina drew her lips down, brushing over silky smooth skin.

Kissing as she went, soft and tender, the cat thief teased and nipped away at the feminine figure in her arms. She lowered, bringing her face to a pair of full mounds. Pale globes dotted with dark pink studs, just large enough for gravity to work upon their heft.

The cat thief admired them for a moment. Her hands came from the sides, pushing them together. Their owner, Chloe, cooed softly. Selina's fingers sank into the soft flesh, taking the time to enjoy the feel of them in her palms.

"You've got a really nice pair of tits." Selina told Chloe, giving a pleased hum as she pushed the blonde's bosom upwards. Hefty mounds they were, just big enough to offer some tantalizing overflow from Selina's fingers. "So big and soft."

The cat thief pressed a kiss to the upper slope of one breast, just above the nipple. Then she kissed at the valley between them, pushing her face into the warmth of Chloe's deep cleavage. When she was done, she cast her eyes upward, resting her chin upon the curve of the blonde's bosom. She offered the other woman an indecent smirk.

Chloe wasn't scandalized - Selina figured it would take quite a bit to make a call girl blush. Instead, the blonde was quite pleased, some pride swirling in her green eyes at Selina's sultry praise.

With a smile of her own, Chloe decided to lean into Selina's admiration, pushing her chest out into the other woman's skilled hands... and closer to her talented mouth.

"Why thank you. The girls always love the attention." Chloe said, shaking her tits in Selina's face.

Selina accepted the offering, humming with glee as the proud, pale globes swept from side to side. Warm, soft flesh batted at Selina's cheeks as she pressed forward. She buried her face between them, smothering herself with tit. She kissed them again, this time hungrier and more feverish.

Her tongue swiped out against the mounds, seeking out those round, pink nipples. Her teeth grazed where her mouth went, dragging over the soft flesh, eventually catching the hard studs. She lashed her tongue, biting down gently. She sucked, her belly lashing with heat and excitement listening to the gasps and whimpers coming from the woman above her. But what truly made Selina's blood come alive was the sound of a third voice. Deep, rough, and commanding. The voice that belonged to their audience of one.

Roman Sionis.

The man whose cock tamed the Cat...

He was watching them, seated a short distance away. Selina shivered, knowing her little dance with Chloe was making the man nice and hard.

"That's it. Get nice and close, get familiar with each other." He directed, his words dripping with naked desire. The two women obeyed, Selina pushing her face further into Chloe's splendid breasts, kissing and sucking even more feverishly. Meanwhile, Chloe's hands fell to Selina's bare shoulders, rising up her neck, her fingers running tenderly through her short, black hair. Chloe cradled Selina's head, keeping her directed at her tits, moaning softly.

Roman spoke up again. Selina could hear the leering smile in his voice. "Show me how friendly you can be."

Selina hummed around the breast that filled her mouth. Her body was alive, her blood singing in her veins. She knew Chloe felt the same, she could feel it in the way she squirmed under her hands, against her lashing tongue. There was a desperate excitement in their touches, Selina noted. They both wanted to impress Roman. And on a deep, primal level, Selina knew exactly why.

Selina saw the truth the moment Chloe had walked into the room. She could see it in the call girl's eyes. The same look of carnal enlightenment that Selina saw every time she looked in the mirror.

Two women, both slaves to Roman's fat fucking cock. One taste - hell, one look - was all it took. Now they were addicted, willing to do anything for another night of wicked, awesome bliss. Another chance to feel themselves get split apart, unmade and reborn in that terrible ecstasy.

Selina couldn't deny the twisted truth. A man so astonishingly hung, he deserved a good show - if only to make him hard and throbbing just the way Selina liked it.

Delight swelled up in Selina's belly, as she thought about all the things she'd do once Roman finally whipped out his monstrous tool. She was going to earn that magnificent cock. And she knew Chloe felt the same.

"You're pretty good with your mouth." The blonde praised, releasing a long, soft sigh. Selina gave a small, happy grunt, swirling her tongue around a hard nipple. She sucked for a moment, using her teeth to make Chloe hiss, then she moved back to the other breast to do the same thing. Chloe shivered under her touch, her fingers tightening in her short hair. "You've been with a woman before?"

"A few times." Selina answered, pulling back from the woman's bosom. Both mounds glistened with a sheen of saliva - the nipples in particular glazed with copious helpings from Selina's mouth. The cat thief drew palmed both tits again, teased the nubs with her thumbs. "Never like this, though."

Chloe sighed again, her eyes fluttering briefly. But the call girl mostly kept her composure.

"Never with an audience?" She asked, a slight tremble in her voice.

"Never in a threesome."

A faint laugh rose in the blonde's throat. Her hands untangled from Selina's hair, falling to her neck. Her fingers brushed softly against her skin.

"Tonight will be fun." Chloe smiled, anticipation in her eyes as she sent a quick glance Roman's way. She lowered her voice, sharing a conspiratorial look with Selina. "We double team the big guy, we might just come out on top."

Roman snorted. He had heard them.

"You can definitely try." The man said.

A shiver danced down Selina's back. Roman's confidence was supreme, absolute. She craved the chance to face down his manhood again, to test her talents against his seemingly boundless stamina. And the prospect of handling him with some help was more than a little appealing. After all, with a cock his size, the thought of two women offering their service not only felt right, it just made sense.

Selina glanced over her shoulder. To her delight, Roman had finally disrobed as well. Expensive threads tossed away, forgotten.

The man sat in his chair, his naked, lean body waiting for a woman's touch. Selina wanted to throw herself at his feet, to kneel her new altar of worship, to have his cock slap her in the face. But she forced herself to be patient. Right now, she and Chloe had a job to do.

"Sit back and enjoy the show for now, baby." Selina purred, locking eyes with the man. She could see the savage intent, the primal lust. It made her belly coil and twist. She matched it with her own look of promise. She would make the wait more than worth it.

"We want that dick nice and hard when we finally get to you, big guy." Chloe added, giggling.

It was nice to have help, Selina decided. Especially when they were both on the same wavelength.

Selina and Chloe returned their attention to each other. Woman to woman, they drew in for a kiss. Slow, tender, deep. They made a show of it, drawing hands across flanks, over luscious curves, taking handfuls of soft, ample flesh.

Moans and sighs filled the air, lovely, feminine sounds that would surely have Roman's rod twitching between his legs.

Selina kissed Chloe's face, her neck, then back to her breasts. Her lips caressed the slopes, the deep valley, the nipples, her tongue swiping and dragging wherever her mouth went. But this time Chloe was not just sitting idle. Chloe had chosen then to show some skills of her own.

Selina felt the other woman's hand roaming downward, over her flat tummy to the plump mound between her thighs. Her fingers, long and slender, stroked softly there.

Soon enough, Selina was moaning, her kisses losing focus as pleasure began to bloom between her legs. She had been warm and dripping before, but Chloe's skilled hand had drawn Selina's sex into a soaking heat.

The cat thief shivered, struggling to keep balance on shaky legs. She held tight to Chloe, sucking in deep breaths, huffing and panting as Chloe began to work her fingers.

Over her lips, between them, then finally inside them. One finger at first, sinking into the tight, velvet folds between Selina's legs. She gasped then, pressing her body flush to Chloe's, clutching at the woman's shoulders.

Pleasure blossomed through Selina's body. White hot petals fluttering down across her skin. Chloe was good. Damn good. But it was only a shadow of what Roman could give her.

Selina gasped again as Chloe added a second finger, probing skillfully within her tight, wet pussy. The blonde kissed at Selina's neck, licking and sucking just as Selina had done to her tits. It was pleasing, stirring up the heat in her belly. But Selina's focus was on the man she could see over Chloe's shoulder.

Roman was stroking himself. Selina's eyes were fixed on his hand pumping up and down his shaft. She watched his hand move, watched how the skin of his cock slid along with every stroke.

She could see the precum dribbling from the head, the clear substance already giving the tip a delectable sheen. She wanted to gather it all on her tongue. She wanted to feel it glide down her throat.

When she managed to draw her eyes back up, Selina saw that Roman was grinning.

"Chloe's good with her hands, isn't she?"

By that point, Selina could hardly speak. She clung to Chloe for support, the blonde working her fingers insistently, pumping them deep, quick, and steady into her tight sex. Each stroke inward was like stoking a fireplace, making the flames rise until it consumed Selina from the inside out. Chloe then brought her thumb into play, boldly rubbing at Selina's clit.

Selina's body was struck tense, her hands gripping tight to Chloe's shoulders as white hot sensation arced through her nerves. It was like a bolt of lightning right to her gut. The Cat thief gasped, releasing a long, loud moan as Chloe continued to work. The blonde kissed her cheek, calling back towards their one-man audience.

"I don't come cheap. But I'm worth every penny."

Chloe turned to face Selina again, smirking with pride... and intent. An instant later, her fingers drew back from Selina's aching sex - the sudden halt almost had her whining in disappointment. But Chloe kept up her affections in another way.

Leaning back against a table for support, Selina looked on with dazed interest as the blonde call girl trailed soft kisses down her naked body. Chloe was nothing if not thorough, looking up at Selina with brazen eyes as she put her soft lips to work. Returning the favor to Selina's breasts, then moving down to her flat, toned belly and paying special attention to the faint lines of muscle there, before finally bringing her lips to where her fingers had played.

Chloe knelt, her face right at Selina's dripping cunt. Her breath was hot... but Selina's sex was hotter. The blonde reached out, running her hands tenderly over the curves of Selina's hips. The Cat's skin tingled under the woman's fingertips. The very next moment, Chloe put her mouth to work.

Caressing lips and a skilled, lashing tongue soon had Selina crying out. Shock and delight entwined, pushing Selina to the edge of blissful madness.

"Oh! Oooooh! That's it... right there... oh, fuck!"

Selina sputtered as she held tight to the edge of the table. She was desperate for balance, for anything to keep her steady. Even Chloe herself would do. Selina ran her fingers through the woman's blonde locks, tightening her hand into a fist. She urged her hips forth, pressing the woman's face right up to her sex. Chloe got the message, working her tongue even harder. Selina wanted to scream.

But through the blossoming heat and the pleasure that raced through her body, Selina kept a sound enough mind to remember she was putting on a show. Her eyes jumped over to the man sitting across from them, seeing Roman with his cock in hand.

He was fully hard now, his shaft long and swollen to an obscene thickness. Selina could see the bulging veins she liked to trace with her tongue. The cockhead was weeping now, clear precum dripping from the head. Selina shivered, thinking about the flavor, thinking about how it would feel to have him down her throat again.

Roman was using one hand to pump up and down his length, hard and steady. Selina imagined that same hand cradling her head, guiding her sucks into a similar rhythm. His other hand would be for Chloe, directing her to do the same to his balls. Two women at his feet, worshiping him with their mouths. For Selina, the fantasy was as delicious as Chloe's working tongue.

"Yeah, stroke it baby!" Selina managed to call out, her voice wavering. "Get that prick nice and hard for us!"

Chloe urged one of Selina's thighs up onto her shoulder, allowing her to cup Selina's firm buttocks as she ate her out. Roman saw, looking most pleased.

"How's her tongue, kitty cat?" He asked, leering.

The blonde had a wonderful tongue, indeed. But Selina could see it on Roman's face: he wanted to hear her say it.

"Fuck. She's good! She's so good!" Selina cried. The praise only worked Chloe into an even more feverish pace. Her tongue danced upon Selina's silken lips and between them, exploring the tight, soaking pink.

For a time, they stayed locked together just like that. Chloe driving Selina wild, with Roman watching the show. But seeing the man's focus, seeing the hunger in his eyes, seeing his cock so hard and throbbing... Selina craved more than just Chloe's lips and tongue. And she could tell Roman craved it, too.

It was time for the main course.

"Chloe... sweetie..." Selina tapped her gently on the head. The blonde pulled her face from between Selina's thighs, her lips and chin glistening with slick and saliva. The Cat thief let out a tired giggle, brushing some hair from the woman's face. "The big guy is done waiting."

Chloe smirked, casting a quick glance over her shoulder. It was her turn to see the big, angry cock waiting for them. Like Selina, it only stoked the fire within her.

"Figures. Just when I was getting into my groove." Chloe snarked, giving a mock pout. She rose, but not before planting a couple goodbye kisses to Selina's soaked mound. The blonde hummed, licking up the remnants from her lips. A smile cracked across her pretty face, her bold eyes meeting Selina's. "You've got a cute little pussy, honey."

"You really do." Roman added, approaching them.

Naked as he was, Selina admired the lean strength of his body. His figure was taut and firm, rather than bulging with muscle. The only thickness about Roman Sionis was packed splendidly upon his manhood, which swung between his thighs with every step. A pendulum of hard flesh, mesmerizing Selina and Chloe both.

He really is a two-woman job...

He wore a wolfish grin as he drew close to the two women, his arms snaking possessively around their waists. He pressed a kiss to Chloe's cheek, then Selina's. His words then came husky in her ear.

"A tight, silken cunt. Made for getting fucked."

It was a most delightful image. But Selina knew it had to wait. She and Chloe still needed to give Roman's cock the attention it truly deserved.

Roman busies himself with Chloe for a moment, drawing her in for a hungry kiss. Selina watched them go, feeling no jealousy, no envy. She knew how odd it was... but she also knew that the rules were different for men like Roman Sionis.

It was deep, primal knowledge from the dark corners of her mind. It was the reason she felt pleased seeing Roman receive affection no matter the woman giving it. Roman was a man above men, blessed with a cock that Selina wanted nothing more than to serve. A rod that could tame even the wildest of women. A bitch-breaker.

It was just the law of the jungle. Selina didn't make the rules. The biggest and strongest were the ones that thrived. They were the ones who had the right to mate. And Roman was the biggest Selina had ever seen.

"Before we get to the main course..." Selina placed a hand flat on Roman's chest just as he went in for a kiss. His eyes flickered with dark curiosity - he would allow the pause... but only for a moment. Selina gave a filthy smile, her eyes shining clear with bold intent. "I was thinking we'd give you a special treat. To show the man of the evening our appreciation."

Selina shared a quick look with Chloe. It only took a second for the blonde to understand. They came to a silent agreement.

Roman looked at them both. Interest swirled in his hard eyes. Selina could feel his cock twitching against her thigh, the thick rod trapped between her and Chloe.

A moment passed. Roman drew his arms from the two women, sliding his hands slowly over the smalls of their backs. He gave a small gesture.

"By all means, ladies."

Excitement blossomed in Selina's belly, her heart fluttering with glee. She shared a smile with Chloe, giggling.

Time to show Roman what a man like him deserves.

They sat the man back down in the same chair as before, though scooched to the edge so that his cock sprung out between his legs.

It was obscene just how big he was, inches of meat extending out into the open air, thick and bulging with veins. It hung down slightly under its own weight. Selina could see the precum now pouring from the tip in a thin line, dripping all the way down to the floor. She sighed pitifully at the sight. A waste. She and Chloe would tolerate it no more.

Selina reached out and took him by the base. She held him up between her and Chloe's faces. His manhood. His rod. A juicy, succulent, mouth-watering cock. With the women's lips so close now, Roman finally understood. For Selina, seeing the realization break across his face was almost as pleasing as what came next. Almost.

The two women descended, each taking a flank. A two-pronged attack, sandwiching Roman's cock between two lovely fronts. A blowjob sandwich, Selina thought giddily.

Starting at the head, they worked their way further on. Selina and Chloe dragged their lips down the length of his shaft, their tongues flattening against him as they went, leaving a nice sheen of saliva in their wake. The flavor was deep, heavy, settling in Selina's mouth. She moaned at the taste, even better now thanks to the wait.

Together, the two women reached the base, each mouthing one side of Roman's cock. Their soft lips caressed, their wet tongues massaged. They sucked him, fervently, greedily. They held there for a moment before drawing back up towards the head, slurping along Roman's length as they went.

Above them, they could hear the man groaning. For Selina it was the sound of success. Her eyes fluttered as she entered a daze. Across Roman's shaft, she could see Chloe experiencing much the same.

Cock drunk. What better state to continue their delicious work in?

Selina and Chloe went on, licking and slurping in tandem. Up and down they went, the mighty shaft trapped between their sweet, talented mouths. Both women moaned, pouring forth a symphony of whimpers and whines as they drank in the man's flavor, his scent. With their faces pressed right up to his groin, it was inevitable that his musk would cast its spell over them once more. They began to work even more feverishly, no longer keeping pace with each other.

Chloe drew back, kissing the swollen cockhead, flicking her tongue over the tip. Selina could feel the man shudder, could hear him sputtering a curse under his breath. She needed to match the blonde's efforts. So she went back down to the base, pressing her mouth right to his plump balls. Large, fuzzy bulbs they were and Selina knew that his seed churned within.

She sucked them into her mouth, cradling each on her tongue. Above her, Roman cursed louder. But the hand on the back of her neck and the tender stroke of his fingers told Selina that the man was more than pleased. She hummed against his groin, happily showering affection to his gonads. Her lips wrapped around one, then the other, her tongue swirling against the orb, lavishing it with attention and spit.

Eventually, the women needed to give their mouths a break. Talented or not, their tongues could only work so hard for so long.

Selina slurped away from Roman's balls while Chloe popped the man's cockhead from her mouth. Both women sucked in a deep breath. Chloe used her hand to keep up her affections, pumping her slender fingers along his thick, slick shaft. She aimed it right for her face, her eyes transfixed by the precum still leaking from the tip.

"Fuck..." The blonde huffed with awe that bordered on reverence. She smiled, laughing with a shake of her head. "I'm never going to get over how big you are."

"He's a two-woman job, easy." Selina added, crooning.

"Maybe even three." Chloe said.

Selina leaned forward, swiping her tongue over the cockhead as Chloe stroked him, gathering a taste of the nectar dripping from the tip. She hummed happily at the flavor, making a show of swallowing it down. She reached down to cup the testes, holding both bulbs in the palm of her hand.

"With enough cum in these balls to knock up every bimbo in Gotham." Selina purred. She looked right at Roman as she said it, wearing a bold, kittenish smile.

"Now that I'd like to see." Chloe giggled. She took a swipe against the head with her own tongue, polishing the knob before sucking it back into her mouth.

The blonde sucked for a few moments, bobbing her head. Then she drew back, offering the cock to Selina. Selina took her chance, dipping her head down to suck. Just as before, Roman was thick, almost too thick for her mouth. But big cocks were Selina's bread and butter. She knew just how to handle him.

She bobbed her head, quick and steady. Every deep dip sent his length sliding to the back of her mouth, prodding at the entrance to her throat. Each accompanied by a gurgle, a low sound warbling through Selina's chest. Like a drumbeat it sounded, over and over and over again.

GLRK.

GLRK.

GLRK.

It was the music that Selina knew every man loved to hear. She pushed to take him even deeper, gagging around his cock. Then strands of gold entered her vision. Chloe had joined her, using her lips to caress the length of Roman's cock that Selina didn't get in her mouth. Selina continued to push on, set on getting Roman buried in her throat. Slowly, slowly, she eased her lips down his shaft. Eventually, Chloe had no more room and moved on to give affection to Roman's balls, the same way Selina had.

With most of his cock stuffed into the tight confines of Selina's throat and his balls being lavished by Chloe's skilled tongue, Roman was no doubt in heaven. The words sputtering from his lips, told Selina as much.

"Sweet Christ... Yeah... that's... that's the good stuff... fuck me..."

Selina closed her eyes, humming around him, drawing a deep groan from the man that she could feel rumbling through his body - even through the cock that was stuffed in her mouth. She worked her tongue along the underside, teasing him even further. He swelled, the shaft twitching in response to Selina and her agile tongue.

She loved it. Loved the flavor, loved how it settled in her mouth. Loved his scent, how it made her dizzy and put her in this blissful daze. But what she craved most of all was the real prize. The seed that roiled within his balls. The seed that Chloe was getting nice and ready for her, priming those full nuts with her talented tongue.

Two women, drunk on the biggest, fattest cock in town. It didn't just feel right. It felt perfect.

Beneath them, Roman's body went tense. His cock stiffened, going straight like a steel rod. It was time. Selina felt the rush, snapping out of her drunken daze as she awaited her hard-earned prize.

Roman grunted, shuddering as Chloe continued to lap and suck mercilessly at his balls. The pitch in his voice went higher, the muscles in his body snapping tight. Then... the eruption. The overflow. The flood.

The man hissed out a string of curses, his hold on Selina's head going slack. She felt his cock twitch in her mouth, against her throat, each jerk accompanied by a hot lash of seed. Ropes of it, one after the other, shooting into Selina's gullet. Right down her throat. Dutifully, happily, she swallowed it down. Catwoman so loved getting her cream.

She drank down the man's offering, the prize for her hard work. Enough to get her fill. But Selina was not greedy. She knew Chloe deserved a taste for herself.

Selina drew back, letting Roman's cock slide from her throat until only the head remained in her mouth. She caught the rest of his load on her waiting tongue. She didn't swallow it down. When Roman finally ran dry, she let him slip from her mouth, careful not to spill a single drop. She turned to Chloe, who had been looking on with naked desire. They locked eyes... and the blonde understood.

The Cat thief and the call girl met in a deep, messy kiss, Selina letting Roman's gift spill from her lips onto Chloe's eager tongue. The blonde moaned as she tasted Roman, drinking him down like his seed was the elixir of life. Selina giggled, gleeful as Chloe sucked upon her tongue, gathering up every trace she could find, every last drop of delicious cum.

As the two women continued on with their sloppy kiss, they heard Roman's voice, strength and steel returning to him.

"You girls..." He grunted, reaching out to run his fingers through their hair. Gentle, tender... but also possessive. It made Selina's belly coil with glee. She could hear the hunger in his voice. "I think you two have earned the fuck of your lives."

Selina and Chloe finally broke their kiss, with the blonde lapping up what remained of the first helping of Roman's seed. Roman rose from his chair, his half-hard cock swaying between his legs. It hung over the girls' faces, like a hammer or a club about to fall. It twitched against the cool air, glistening from its healthy coating of spit, growing harder and firmer with each jerk.

Roman stood over them both, looming like a giant... with a giant's cock. And Selina knew he meant every word. She and Chloe had shown him worship. Treated him like their master. Now he was going to return the favor... and show them just how right they were.

Selina's pussy ached for it. She ached to be ruined.

- - -

8.

Even after having his cock bathed by the tongues of two women, Roman was ready for another round in no time. Selina expected nothing less from the man.

He walked backwards towards the bed, his hard cock swaying from side to side as he did. His length glistened with spit, both Selina's and Chloe's - slick enough now to match the wetness of their cunts.

Selina shivered as she followed him, a delightful sensation rolling over her skin. She met eyes with the blonde beside her and saw that her new companion felt much the same. It was more than simple excitement - it was a wicked thrill that coiled through their bellies.

Selina had taken Roman before, endured the full brunt of his savage lusts. And tonight, her body ached for him again, ached for his big, fat cock. Ached to be filled to the brim, to experience the delicious agony of being split apart.

Alas, Chloe insisted on having the first ride. Selina allowed it, feeling particularly generous with a thick load of Roman's cream already having poured down her throat and into her belly.

The blonde call girl gave Selina one last bit of affection - a short, but lingering kiss - before turning her full attention onto Roman. She sauntered forth to the man sitting on the edge of the bed, reaching out to run a finger over the head of his cock.

Chloe cooed as she touched him, pushing his length back towards his belly before letting it spring back into place. Roman groaned and Chloe let out a delighted giggle, her eyes bright like stars as they watched the man's cock sway back and forth in the air.

Selina was watching as well, having taken a seat to the side, curling up on a cushioned recliner near the bed. She drank in the nudity before her, admiring not just Roman but Chloe as well. His lean but firm build contrasted against the softness offered up by the blonde minx - Selina enamored in particular by the peach that was Chloe's backside. Roman was similarly entranced, proven by how he reached down to take handfuls of the blonde's lovely ass as she mounted him and sank down onto his lap.

Both lovers groaned as they joined together - and Selina felt a heat blossom deep in her belly as they did. She didn't need to imagine how Chloe felt. Seeing the pleasure written upon her face, Selina didn't feel envy either. It was an odd thing - normally Catwoman felt a rush taking what other people had. But here, now, with Roman and his beautiful cock... Selina wanted nothing more than to share.

It just felt right.

"You must have really missed me." Selina heard Roman grunt as Chloe rocked her hips in his lap. The man's fingers continued to play upon the soft, juicy flesh of her backside, taking a firm hold as their bodies worked together.

Above him, cradling his head so that her breasts were right in his face, Chloe smiled. She seemed to take his teasing as a challenge, Selina noted, as the blonde sped up the pace of her rolling hips, working her cunt over his cock even faster.

"You know I can't get enough of this dick." Chloe admitted, huffing as she began to bounce in his lap. "Oh. Oooooooh."

Roman took her by the waist now, letting her ass quake and jiggle as it slapped against his thighs. Selina watched, breathing heavier, the fire in her belly growing hotter. Her hands roamed over her chest, her thighs, naked skin tingling at her own touch.

"Fuck yeah." Roman hissed, his pale face darkening some from exertion. Strands of his hair loosened, falling into his face. Making him look wild. Primal. Savage. He peered around Chloe's waist, meeting Selina's eyes. A sharp smile split across his face. "You enjoying the show back there, sweetheart?"

Selina only nodded, returning his smile - though hers was more wistful. She craved Roman, craved his touch, and her cunt weeped for him, yearning to be stuffed full again. But enjoying this show, the blonde slut riding her heart out... It was pleasing in its own way. Enchanting even.

Seeing such a gorgeous, fat cock slide deep into a juicy, wet pussy... It made Selina's heart flutter. And listening to Chloe's pleasure only made the feeling that much sweeter.

"Ooooooh God! S-shit!" Chloe cried, trembling upon Roman's lap - though even afflicted with tremors of ecstasy, the blonde managed to rock her hips in shaky rhythm.

The man beneath her remained steadfast, giving nothing in the face of Chloe's efforts but grunts and muttered curses. Nothing, of course, but the occasional teasing word.

"Hanging in there?" He asked Chloe, wearing an all-too-pleased grin.

Chloe took in a sharp breath, her body struck tense as she rocked her hips hard. She clung to Roman's shoulders, shivering again. She let out a long, shaky sigh.

"Just... peachy..." Chloe bit out. A moment later and the grip of sensation loosened, allowing the blonde to resume her riding. Her lovely ass rose and fell, tanned buttocks quaking so deliciously.

Selina watched, entranced by the artwork of carnality. Man and woman, joined together. Soaking wet pussy speared, skewered by the longest, fattest cock in the city. It was perfection unfolding before her eyes.

It was then that the Cat had an idea. Equal parts devious and delightful. The heat brewing in her belly only grew hotter as she pitched forward in her seat, smiling sweetly as bold words escaped her lips.

"Bet you can't ride him better than me." She goaded the blonde.

Chloe turned her head, wisps of golden hair sweeping from her stunned eyes. But the expression of shock didn't last long. It flickered away, quickly replaced with a daring glimmer to match Selina's.

"Ha!" Chloe huffed. Then she let out a rather unladylike grunt as she sank down Roman's cock, taking him all the way down to the balls. Her ass slapped down onto his thighs, a lovely quake rolling the soft flesh of her plump rear. Roman grunted in turn, his muscled arms curling tight around her narrow waist.

Chloe hummed as Roman held her close, but her eyes remained locked with Selina's. She gave the one-woman audience a lurid smirk.

"I'll take that bet. What do you say, Romy? Let's show the new girl how Mr. Sionis handles prime pussy."

Selina already knew well how Roman handled his women. But that didn't mean she didn't want to watch. And from the dark, primal look in the man's eyes, Roman was more than willing to give a demonstration.

"A little friendly competition never hurt anyone." He said, wearing the devil's own smile.

Selina felt a twisting in her gut, a knot formed from a white-hot band. Her whole body was alight, wicked flame eating her up from the inside out. Her hand trailed down her belly, down to the sodden heat between her legs.

Meanwhile, Chloe went to work. And Roman enjoyed her efforts.

Selina watched as his fingers sank into Chloe's back. He held tight to her writhing body, guiding her movements where he could. She began to rock faster, working her hips into a wild pace. Flesh slapped against flesh and the blonde began to moan louder, soon howling as Roman's fat prick stirred up her insides. Chloe screamed up at the ceiling, giving voice to her delight as the bed began to creak and groan underneath.

As for Roman... his pleasure was written clear on his face. And Selina only felt warmth, delight. She wanted him to be happy. Because a cock like his deserved to be happy.

- - -

Chloe proved herself to be a spirited fuck. Her impressive performance came as no surprise. She was a professional, after all. But still, Selina was more than delighted to watch the blonde show off her talents - bucking and rolling her hips atop the horniest stud in Gotham, screaming her heart out as the cock of the gods reshaped her insides.

But even with all her skill, Chloe was left a whimpering mess by the end, writhing pitifully on the bed as her body reeled from sensory overload. Selina's heart pounded as she looked upon Roman's work. But not from fear. From anticipation.

Now, it was Selina's turn. And as Roman turned his hungry gaze upon her naked body, Selina's heart soared.

His cock was slick and glistening thanks to Chloe, standing at attention, throbbing from his heartbeat. It was swollen, the shaft bulging even fatter than before - or perhaps that was just Selina's eyes playing tricks.

The cockhead - the one-eyed beast - stared straight down into her soul. Demanding her touch. Demanding her warm, wet cunt.

Roman let out a heavy sigh. He leaned back on the bed, supporting himself on his elbows. His lecherous smile made the knot in Selina's belly tighten even further, while his eyes promised so many dirty things. He reached over to the exhausted Chloe, running a hand affectionately, possessively over her bare thigh. He softly clapped his palm down on her buttocks. The soft flesh wobbled deliciously.

"Damn." He said, taking in a deep, satisfied breath. "You never disappoint, Chloe. And so far, neither has Miss Kyle."

Selina's belly coiled with excitement. She put on a confident, saucy smirk as she strode up to the man's spread legs. Reaching out, she ghosted her fingers over the slick, swollen cockhead. Gently, gently massaging him. Roman let out a quiet groan, his manhood twitching at her soft touch.

It was such a mighty, monstrous cock. And it thrilled Selina that she had such an effect on him.

"I'd hate to break my streak now." Selina purred, beginning to stroke him. "This is my reputation we're talking about."

Selina continued her work. Chloe's juices had the whole shaft soaked, so her fingers slid across his length with next to no effort. Soon she was pumping him, making the man grunt and huff.

Chloe stirred on the bed then, whining softly as she turned onto her back. She lifted her arms, stretching out her lovely, tanned body. All the while, she had her gaze fixed on Selina.

"I've heard some juicy details myself." The blonde murmured, releasing her stretch with a sigh. She brought her hands to her throat, her elbows granting her just a bit of modesty - contrasting sharply with the glimmer of giddy wickedness in her eyes. "That you really know how to handle a man."

Roman chuckled, his laughter rumbling from deep in his chest. Even as Selina continued to pump her hands along the length of his cock, the man did not falter. His smile grew wolfish, his eyes darkening with primal desire.

"That she does." Roman agreed. His manhood surged with hot blood, throbbing angrily in Selina's hands. He gave her an expectant look. "Care to demonstrate?"

Selina's heart was fluttering, her belly twisting. Her cunt was aching. Her whole body was a furnace. Yearning to consume... and be consumed.

Selina said nothing, only giving a soft hum as she moved forth to straddle Roman. She sat on his lap, letting his fat, soaked prick brush against her ass. It nestled there between her firm cheeks, inches away from her mound. Her pussy was warm and wet, but Roman was like a red-hot iron rod. Just a simple touch against her folds was enough to make her breath catch in her throat.

The Cat tossed a look towards Chloe and the blonde silently egged her on. She had given Selina a show, so it was only fair to return the favor.

With a smirk, Selina lifted herself again, keeping steady with Roman's firm shoulders. Then... she sank down. Fast.

Inches and inches of cock speared through her sodden pussy. Splitting her apart. Selina grit her teeth, her eyes shut tight as sensation gripped her whole. Down, down, down she went, taking more of Roman, more of his cock. There was so much of him, filling up so much of her... she wanted to scream. Scream until her throat burned.

It hurt. And it was delicious.

In no time, she was riding him. Hips rocking at a feverish pace, even faster than when Chloe had sat in her place. Selina fucked herself on Roman's cock, holding steady onto his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin. Bouncing in his lap, impaling herself. Her sex was a furnace, her head was spinning. She was screaming again, spitting forth a semi-coherent string of curses.

"Fuck! Fuck! O-oh! OOOOOOOOH GOD!"

To the side, Chloe was looking on through lidded eyes, focused through the daze Roman had left her in. She looked pleased - or rather amused. Delighted at the storm of sensation that Selina was weathering.

"Drives you crazy, doesn't he?" The blonde teased, squirming on the bed sheets. She drew her long legs up towards her, curling her naked body for comfort. Her focus remained on Selina and her heated efforts in Roman's lap. "With a cock like that... you won't get a fuck like that from anyone else. Not even the Bat."

Selina was stunned... but didn't slow her pace for even a second. The fact that Chloe knew she was Catwoman hardly registered. The only thing that mattered was sating the hunger that ached deep within. Her body thrummed with heat, delicious heat - the thrill even sweeter now at the mention of Gotham's Dark Knight.

Him. The Caped Crusader. The man who'd been chasing the Cat for years. They'd played their game, got caught up in the rush of moonlit escapades - the cunning thief and the stalwart hero, neither bending for the other but drawn together all the same. Selina had enjoyed those dalliances well enough, delighted at the thrill of leaving her mark on the otherwise unyielding champion.

But he never fucked her quite like Roman did.

Selina shivered, whimpering as she sank down the entirety of the man's cock. Her ass was pressed nicely into his lap, perfect placement for his pawing hands. Roman took the offer and Selina cooed at his rough touch, thick fingers playing upon her lush, pale flesh. He held her close, using his hold to rock her while skewered on his cock. Every stroke was fuel on the fire, lighting her up from the inside.

Moaning, she looked straight into Roman's dark eyes. Seeing his hard face etched with a smug, lecherous smirk. Selina liked taking things that didn't belong to her. And so did Roman. She could see it written plainly - the only thing sweeter than fucking the Catwoman was stealing her.

"She's my pretty kitty now." Roman told Chloe, his voice rumbling like heavy stones. His smirk grew, more than wolfish - beastly. "Ain't that right, doll?"

Selina gasped, pitching forth on his lap. A shock of sensation danced up her spine, while heat blossomed in her belly. Roman grunted, his mouth seeking her tits. She held him close, cradling his head as he tasted of her bosom.

"Yes!" She cried, her cunt gripping tight to his cock. She fluttered around him, her body alive with pleasure. It rolled through her nerves, her veins, burrowing deep into her flesh and bones. "Fuck- God, you're so fucking big!"

Selina rode out her ecstasy, wringing every drop of pleasure from their profane union. Working her hips, slapping her ass down onto his lap. Wailing to the ceiling as she came.

Pleasure swallowed her up and she slipped into a haze. Thrilled. Sated. Content.

But she knew Roman was not finished. With either of them.

- - -

Selina was screaming again. Joy and pain entwined as they both poured from her lips. Her ecstasy now was white-hot, all consuming as it burned through her body. It was hammering into her core over and over and over again.

This time she had gotten first ride with Roman to start off the new round. Back-to-back fuckings were taking their toll upon her body - though she had to remind herself, the average woman would have broken hours ago. The Catwoman clung to sanity still. Just barely. Just enough to enjoy the ferocity of Roman's lust.

His fingers were in her hair, thick digits holding firm to the back of her head. Forcing her face down into the bed, into the sheets. His other hand held together her wrists, keeping her arms pinned behind her back. And her ass? Up in the air. Vulnerable. An offering. And Roman took. He claimed. He conquered.

For Selina it was splendid torture. Heaven bathed in hellfire. She could feel every delicious inch of him pounding against her gates. A battering ram of thick, veiny flesh. The cock of her fucking dreams.

She could feel every bump, every bulging vein. She could feel his fat balls slapping against her with every thrust. She could hear his grunts, low, snarling, and primal. He was the beast taking his beauty.

Roman Sionis was a monster. A vicious thug to the streets of Gotham. And a merciless lover to the women he took to bed.

And with a cock that big, that makes him my perfect man...

Selina let out a muffled cry, petering out into a whimper. Above, Roman spat a curse, sinking his cock down to the very root. Burying the full length of his manhood in Selina's soaking, quivering pussy. An instant later, Selina felt him pulse and jerk, followed by a surge of heat in her core. She whined pitifully, shivering as a thick load of his delicious seed flooded her sex. It was sinful and divine, twisted perfection that danced through her nerves.

The Cat shivered, letting loose a wild, happy wail.

Another helping of cream...

- - -

Roman went to work on Chloe next. Taking her the same way he took Selina.

He put the blonde whore on all fours, forcing her face down into the bed. He came up from behind and fucked her, skewered her on his cock. More beast than man, his handsome face twisted into a snarl as he fucked deep, fucked hard, keeping to a savage rhythm.

Like Selina, Chloe was shrieking. More than that, she was laughing. Giddy, delirious joy spilled from her lips - or rather it was forced out. Each punch of Roman's rod knocked another bit of sense out of the blonde's pretty head.

No doubt she's seeing stars...

Selina felt a needle of envy then, poking deep in her belly. It was clear by now that Chloe had much more experience with Roman than she did. And the blonde had to be one of his favorites if he insisted on having her and Selina together in bed.

The Cat Thief decided that she didn't mind sharing. At least in regards to Roman. A man like him, gifted as he was, deserved to sow his wild, potent oats. But Selina knew then, watching that titan of a man defile and plunder Chloe's nubile body, that she would not settle for second place.

Soon enough, pleasure gripped Chloe the same way it gripped Selina. The blonde was wailing now, writhing under Roman's iron-grip, writhing on his mammoth cock as he ripped ecstasy from her yet again. And Selina watched in satisfied silence, heart fluttering at Roman getting what he deserved.

Determination flared in her heart then. Her conviction became like steel.

Selina Kyle would watch Roman fuck every horny bitch in Gotham with a sweet smile on her face. Like a good girl. Just as long as he saw her for what she truly was.

The Catwoman was no man's side piece. She would be his diamond among diamonds.

She would be his favorite... no matter what it took to convince him.

- - -

The evening of delight and debauchery eventually had to come to a close. Selina and Chloe decided together that Roman should end things on a high note.

"Come on, baby. Let it all out." Chloe sang, her voice somehow soft and sweet like honey even after screaming her heart out.

She was offering her breasts to him, hefting them up with her hands. On her knees, looking up at him with eager eyes, Chloe was a lecher's wet dream come to life. Roman stood tall over her, stroking himself. His cock aimed at her presented bosom.

Selina looked on intently. As thrilling as it would be to be in Chloe's place, Selina wanted to watch. She wanted to see the man spill. She would get her taste... but first she craved a show.

"You've got nice tits, Chloe." Selina purred, slender fingers sliding over her bare belly. She met the blonde's eyes, smirking. "Almost as nice as mine."

Chloe took the teasing in stride. Her prize would be arriving soon, after all.

"They'll look even better once Romy paints them white." Chloe hummed, keeping her tits pressed upwards. She drew her thumbs over her hard nipples, pinching them softly. She bit her lip, turning her gaze back up at the man himself.

"Working on it." Roman huffed, pumping his hand up and down his length in quick rhythm. "You horny bitches are gonna run me dry."

"Not possible, stud. Give her what she needs. Go on. Shoot all over those big tits." Selina urged, fingers playing between her legs now. Dipping into her honeypot, gathering that sweet nectar.

Roman said nothing, but shot Selina a look. Not of annoyance or anger, but rather... interest. But the look didn't last long. A second later, his focus was back on Chloe and her offered cleavage.

The man exhaled sharply, letting out a quiet curse. His head fell back... and he began to spill.

Selina's belly tightened and coiled with glee, her fingers working faster as she watched Roman empty his balls yet again. This time she could see it, the beauty of his white rain splashing down onto Chloe's tits, onto her belly, onto her thighs. The blonde call girl laughed, giggling as she was anointed by her lord and master. By the time Roman was finished, Chloe's body was glistening from his seed, speckled with drops of milky white.

The Cat crawled closer, compelled to see his markings up close. Chloe noted her approach with a cute, knowing smile. The blonde gathered some of Roman's offerings on two fingers, swiping the digits up the valley between her breasts. She drew those fingers into her mouth, moaning as she sucked the treat down.

Selina was close enough now to get a taste of her own. And Chloe was anything but greedy.

"I know how to share." The blonde said sweetly, popping her fingers from her mouth. She pushed her arms back, offering her glistening breasts to Selina much like how she did for Roman. "Come get your cream, kitty cat."

"As long as you're offering..." Selina murmured, crawling forth. Crawling until Chloe's tits were right in her face.

Catwoman gorged on tit and sticky seed, moaning as the sweetness of both mingled upon her tongue. Chloe gasped, yelping so deliciously as Selina's licked and sucked with ravenous need.

Selina licked Chloe clean of Roman's cum, gathering it all on her tongue and swallowing down every drop she could find.

It was the tastiest cream she had yet to get from him.