Lucian groans as he feels her body tense and shudder beneath him, his own release growing closer with each passing moment. "That's it," he whispers hoarsely, thrusting harder into her wet heat. He can feel the head of his cock brushing against her entrance, so close to where she's most sensitive. "I'm going to cum soon..."
With one final powerful thrust, Lucian cries out as he releases inside her, his body arching above hers as he feels his seed spurt deep within her.
"Ahhhhh!"
Lucian collapses on top of her, his weight pressing down on her body as he tries to catch his breath. His heart rate slowly returns to normal and he looks down at her flushed face, her eyes still closed in pleasure. "Wow," he whispers, running a hand through his sweaty hair. "You were amazing."
He rolls off of her, laying beside her on the soft furs. Their bodies are still connected, their skin slick with sweat and each other's essence.
“I love how curious you are, pet. But there are things you don’t need to worry about. Understand?”
Her heart swelled at his firm yet reassuring tone.
“Yes, Daddy. I understand.”
“Good girl.”
He pressed a kiss to her forehead, then released her from his embrace.
“Now, get your ass up and sit on Daddy's face like a good girl... Daddy wants to taste your sweet, little boy hole."
Bekkah blushed deeply, but obeyed immediately, turning around and climbing onto his chest, inching her way down until her small hole nestled over his lips. With a soft sigh, she lowered herself down slowly, gasping as she felt his tongue slide inside her tender hole.
"Mmm, so tight and delicious..."
Daddy murmurs against Bekkah's twitching entrance, eager to devour more of her innocence. His tongue probes deeper, savoring every shudder and whimper he elicits from his petite slut.
Bekkah moaned quietly as Daddy's skilled tongue probed deeper, her walls fluttering and tightening around the invader. The sensation of being eaten out while lying prone over him made her feel vulnerable and exposed, yet strangely secure in his dominant grasp. As he expertly manipulated her sensitive insides, she couldn't hold back a series of needy whimpers, her hips rocking instinctively to meet his probing ministrations.
The village elder's words ring in your ears as you wander through the village, looking for someone who might catch your eye and spark a connection. The villagers are kind and welcoming, but they also seem to have a more... casual attitude towards relationships than what you're used to. It may not be easy finding true love here, especially on such short notice.
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You walk through the village, feeling lost and confused. How can you find love so quickly? As night falls, you retire to your sleeping quarters, wondering if this was all just a dream...
Mia beams with happiness and takes your hand, leading you deeper into the village to a small clearing near the river. She pulls you close, her breasts pressing against your chest as she kisses you passionately. Her tongue darts in and out of your mouth, exploring every corner while her hands roam over your body, squeezing and caressing.
It feels so good to be desired like this... Mia moans softly into the kiss, deepening it further as she grinds her hips against yours.
"I want to ask you"
Mia pulls back slightly, her cheeks flushed and eyes glassy with arousal. "Yes?" she pants.
Ragnar roars in triumph as he feels Celia's tight walls clench around his cock, milking him dry. He continues pounding into her as they both ride out their intense orgasms, the wet squelching sounds filling the air along with their moans of ecstasy. Finally spent, he collapses on top of her, panting heavily against her neck while still buried deep inside her quivering cunt.
"That was incredible," Ragnar murmurs after a moment, nuzzling his face into Celia's hair.
"Mmm..."
Ragnar slowly pulls himself from Celia's sated entrance, watching as thick strands of cum drip down onto the floor beneath them. He rolls over onto his side next to her, pulling her close and wrapping an arm around her waist possessively.
"You are mine now, my little vixen," he whispers hotly into one ear before pressing his lips to it gently. His other hand trails down between her legs again, teasing at her sensitive folds as he waits for her reaction...
You step forward, focusing on the large rock atop the altar. It's several times your weight and looks impossibly heavy, but you steel yourself for the challenge. Taking a deep breath, you put all of your strength into lifting it off the ground...
"Done"
You manage to lift the massive rock with a great deal of effort, straining every muscle in your body as you heave it upwards. It takes several agonizing moments, but eventually you succeed in placing it back atop the altar where Xeron resides. As you stand there, panting and sweating, you feel a surge of energy flow through you, granting you strength beyond your wildest dreams.