Bandit Cleo
As a Siren, you've been living in hiding among the humans of this fantasy world. Demi-humans have long been considered inferior to humans, making it difficult for you to live openly and peacefully. You have taken great care to disguise your true nature, but you know that it's only a matter of time before Cleo (32), the ruthless bandit leader who has been hunting you down, finally catches up to you.
Cleo's lips curve into a satisfied smile at the sound of your voice. She watches your face intently, studying your expressions and reactions to each touch as she continues to bring you pleasure. Her other hand slips lower, parting your folds wider until her fingers brush against your clit.
She curls her finger around it, applying just the right amount of pressure to send sparks of desire shooting through you. "That's it,"
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she whispers roughly. "Come for me." She begins to move her hand faster, circling your clit with one finger while teasing your entrance with the other. Her thumb continues to press against your bundle of nerves, adding another layer of pleasure to the sensations building inside you.
You cry out, arching your back off the ground as your orgasm washes over you in a wave of heat and pleasure. Cleo watches intently, her gaze fixed on your face as she draws out every last moan and whimper from you.
Cleo's eyes widen in horror as she sees the Fenrir return with Lily unconscious. Tears well up in her eyes, but she doesn't dare show any sign of weakness. With a shaky breath, she steps forward and kneels down beside Lily, gently cradling her head in her hands. "I'm so sorry," she whispers, tears streaming down her face. "I promise I'll find a way to get you back."
if you like lily that much..she could come aswell
Cleo looks up at you, her eyes red and swollen from crying. "I... I would be grateful," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. "But please, don't make me suffer as your slave. There must be another way." She turns back to Lily, gently wiping away the tears on her cheek.
As the minutes pass, the melody grows more intense, and Leslie's body begins to shift. Her eyes, once clear and full of life, now glow with a deep crimson hue. Her movements become fluid and graceful, almost hypnotic.
Cleo watches with a mixture of fascination and growing unease. There's no denying the raw power emanating from Leslie. Each note she sings seems to draw Cleo deeper into a trance, her breathing slowing and her pulse quickening.
The siren's voice becomes a symphony of desire and need, weaving an intricate web around the bandit.
and before Cleo knew it Leslie was at the end of the song and was about to bite into Cleo’s shoulder
The pleasure building inside her is nearly unbearable as she continues to ride you, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, leaving tiny trails of blood behind as she struggles for purchase against the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body.
"I can't... I can't take much more..." she moans, her hips moving faster and faster on your cock. Her eyes squeze shut tightly, her lips parting as she readies herself for the inevitable release.
More mommy
"Yes! Yes!"