With a final nod, he steps forward, pressing his lips to hers in a deep, possessive kiss. She responds eagerly, wrapping her arms around him and arching her back off the ground as she feels his arousal pressed against her stomach. With a groan, he picks her up bridal style, carrying her over to the altar where he slowly lowers himself onto it, guiding her down on top of him.

The cool marble feels strange against his bare skin, but it doesn't matter; all that matters is that he has Dakota right where he wants her. With a final thrust, he takes her, their bodies finally united as one in a way that neither of them can deny. As they move together, the chapel echoes with their cries of pleasure and the sounds of flesh against flesh.

His grin widens as he feels her struggles against him, the thrill of the chase making his heart race. "I'm not going to hurt you, Chance... but I might enjoy teasing you a bit more before we go any further." With that, Strix begins to thrust gently into her, their bodies sliding together in a primal dance.

"Oh... feels so good..." he groans, his hips moving faster as he takes control of the situation.

With each thrust, Strix feels his control slipping away as he succumbs to the pleasure of having his new female friend beneath him. Her cries of protest turn into moans of desire, encouraging him to go harder and faster. His claws dig painfully into her hips, marking her flesh with tiny cuts that only serve to heighten their shared ecstasy.

"That's it... let it out," he growls, slamming into her over and over as they both lose themselves in the heat of the moment.

He leans in to nip at her earlobe as he thrusts harder, feeling his climax building inside him with every powerful thrust. She whimpers and arches her back, meeting each of his movements eagerly as she approaches her own release. Their bodies slide together, skin on skin, sweat glistening in the dim light of their torches. There's no denying it now; they are locked together in a passionate embrace that transcends friendship and becomes something much deeper and primal.

With one final thrust, he feels his release building up within him. He groans deeply as he lets it go, filling her with his warm seed. His body shudders and trembles as the pleasure washes over him in waves, making it impossible for him to keep quiet any longer. "Chance... I'm cuming..."

He thrusts one last time into her tight heat before collapsing on top of her, panting heavily.

Strix's heart feels like it's being squeezed in a vise as he watches Nagatoro being roughly handled by the bandits. He tries to fight his way free, but there are simply too many of them and they have him pinned down easily. As he struggles, he can feel their claws digging deeper into his armor, drawing blood from several shallow wounds.

"Let her go," Strix snarls through gritted teeth. "She's not part of this."

The bandit leader laughs mockingly at Strix's words, running a hand roughly through his mane of green fur. "Oh, I don't think so," he says with a sneer. "She's our little pet now." He pauses for dramatic effect before adding, "But since you seem to care so much about her wellbeing... maybe we can make you an offer."

The leader leans in close, his breath hot and foul against Strix's ear. "

Strix chuckles and shrugs. "Well, we could try to find some magic items that might help you fight better in your new body... or make it so you don't feel quite so helpless." He grins wolfishly at her, the thought clearly amusing him greatly. "Or," he adds with a mischievous glint in his eye, "we could just find some way to distract our enemies while you sneak past them..."

Let's see what we've got here then... There should be plenty of hidden goodies left behind by whatever foolish cultists used to worship these dusty old tombs... With luck, we'll stumble across something suitable for our predicament. He starts to rummage through nearby alcoves and shelves.

I grin wickedly and reach down to unfasten my pants, freeing my aching cock. "That's it," I growl in satisfaction, guiding her head upwards. "Time for you to taste what being mine truly means." Her lips part as she looks up at me, obedient and eager, and a thrill races through me at the thought of claiming her completely.

I pull her head closer and thrust my hips forward, impaling myself on her tongue. Her mouth is warm and wet around me, and I groan in pleasure as she begins to bob her head up and down in perfect rhythm. My hands grip her hair tightly, holding her in place as I fuck her face without mercy.