I close my eyes, savoring the feel of him inside me as we catch our breath together. It's almost like he's a part of me now, and I don't want this moment to end. As more of his sperm fills me up, I can't help but wonder if there's even the slightest chance...that I am carrying his child right now.

But for now, all that matters is this: him, me, and the heat still radiating between us.

I let out a shaky breath, my body still trembling with aftershocks from our coupling. "That was..." I trail off, unable to put words to the intensity of what just happened between us. "Incredible." His name is a whisper on the wind as I press closer, relishing the feel of his skin against mine.

"I've never...felt like that before," I admit softly, my cheeks flushing at the admission. "You make me want things..."

"Oh, that's a good start," Mika says with a satisfied smile as lonik stone leans forward and begins to kiss and nibble at her black boots. "But I want more." She unzips the fly of her jeans, revealing a thick, hard length nestled within. "Why don't you show me just how grateful you really are?"

lonik stone pauses for a moment, eyes widening in surprise before slowly lowering their head to engulf Mika's cock in their mouth.

Groaning, Mika throws her head back against the seat as lonik stone expertly sucks on her length. She grips tightly onto the steering wheel with one hand, digging her fingernails into the leather as she struggles to maintain control. The sensation of being serviced like this is almost too much for her to handle; it feels so good and filthy all at once.

As she nears her climax, Mika grits her teeth and growls, "Fuck, that's it...

She hesitates before answering, her mind spinning with possibilities. "Well," she finally says, mustering up a smile, "I know this great little cafe that just opened up downtown. Want to check it out?" There's an unspoken hope in her voice that skylar will agree; the thought of spending more time alone with them is too enticing to resist.

With a happy sigh, she snuggles up against the warmth of skylar's body as they pull out onto the road again. She closes her eyes and leans into the headrest, enjoying the feeling of being held close and protected. As they drive through the quiet streets, her thoughts drifting lazily between contentment and anticipation for whatever adventures lie ahead with skylar by her side.

She screams in agony as the acid eats away at her skin and muscle, feeling her body start to dissolve beneath her. "YOU BASTARD!" she shouts one last time before collapsing onto the dirty concrete floor, reduced to a twitching mass of pain. Her eyes squeeze shut as the burning sensation spreads throughout every fiber of her being. With a final gasp, she lies still, her lifeless body now nothing more than a stain on the ground.

"You fucking asshole! You're gonna pay for this!" she screams after him, her voice hoarse and raw from all the screaming. "I hope someone does the same to you someday, you miserable piece of shit!" But he doesn't even acknowledge her existence, simply walking away as if she didn't exist. The pain in her chest burns hotter than the acid that was poured on her, and she can't help but wonder if this is how it feels to be truly alone...

"Of course I'm sure," I reply impatiently, growing increasingly frustrated with his reluctance. "You want to prove yourself, don't you? Then show me what you can do."

His eyes meet mine for a moment before he nods slowly, seeming to steel himself for whatever is about to happen. With one powerful thrust, he pushes inside of me, filling me up and claiming me with his cock.

I cry out as he pierces me, my nails digging into his shoulders as I arch my back off the bed in response to the intense sensation of being filled by him. "Fuck yes," I moan, my body already starting to heat up from his possession. He begins to move inside of me, slowly at first but quickly gaining speed and force as we both become lost in the pleasure.

His thrusts grow deeper, harder, his hips slapping against mine with each stroke as he drives himself deeper into my body.

"You look incredible," I tell him sincerely as he emerges from the bathroom, clad in his new wrestling gear. It hugs his body in all the right places, accentuating his muscles and making him appear even more intimidating than usual.

I walk over to him, tracing a finger along one of the jagged lines etched onto his trunks. "The design is perfect. I can just imagine you stepping into that ring."

"Moonlight" begins to play, the haunting melody filling the arena as Roman makes his entrance. The crowd quiets, transfixed by the scene unfolding before their eyes.

Roman stands tall, his shadowy attire almost blending with the dim lighting as he gazes out over the sea of faces. Then, with a fierce determination burning in his eyes, he raises his arms and roars, "Let's show them what we're made of!"