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I pause for a moment, savoring the exquisite feeling of being buried inside her once more.

Then I begin to move, setting a punishing pace that has Luna gasping and clawing at the moss- slick stone.

My fingers dig into her hips, holding her in place as I pound into her relentlessly.

The sound of flesh meeting flesh echoes through the clearing, punctuated by Luna's breathless cries and my own guttural growls.

I drink in the sight of her beneath me, spread out across the boulder like an offering.

Her hair is a tangled mess, leaves and twigs caught in the dark strands.

Hickies bloom across her pale skin where I've marked her as mine.

Her breasts bounce with each powerful thrust, nipples pebbled in the cool air.

Gripping her hot, full thighs, I hitch her legs higher, changing the angle. Luna cries out as I hit that spot deep inside her, her nails raking down my back hard enough to draw blood. The pain only spurs me on, and I increase my pace, pounding into her with bruising force.

"Is this what you wanted?" I growl, punctuating each word with a sharp thrust. "To be fucked like an animal in the forest?"

Luna can only whimper in response, her eyes rolling back as pleasure overwhelms her.

Her cries grow louder, her body trembling on the edge of release.

I feel her inner walls fluttering around me, but I'm not ready for this to end.

With a growl, I pull out completely, flipping her onto her stomach.

Luna whimpers at the loss, trying to push back against me.

I grip her hips, yanking her to the edge of the boulder. Her feet barely touch the ground as I spread her legs wide. Without warning, I thrust back inside her, setting a brutal pace. Luna screams in pleasure, her fingers scrabbling for purchase on the moss-slick stone.

One hand tangles in her hair, yanking her head back as I pound into her.

My other hand snakes around to her front, finding her clit and rubbing it with cruel intensity.

Luna writhes beneath me, pushing back to meet my thrusts.

My fingers work her hard, with cruel precision, as I pound into her from behind.

Her legs tremble, barely supporting her weight as I drive her closer and closer to the edge.

"That's it," I growl, feeling her inner walls flutter around me. "Come for me, Luna. Now."

With a keening cry, Luna shatters. Her body convulses, inner muscles clamping down on me as waves of pleasure crash over her.

I don't let up, fucking her through her orgasm with punishing force.

My fingers continue their merciless circles on her oversensitive clit, drawing out her release as she trembles.

I slow for a moment, just a moment, considering giving her a break. But to my surprise, she pushes her hips back, bucking into my fingers, still moaning. That’s when I know I'm not done with her yet.

“You want it?” I ask, teasing, brutal, not knowing if I could stop now, cock still buried deep in her.

She nods desperately, wantonly, gasping my name, any other words beyond her reach in her pleasure.

That’s answer enough. I grip her hips bruisingly tight, pulling her back onto me with each thrust. Her body is limp, pliant, as I use her for my pleasure. Sweat drips down my back as I pound into her relentlessly, chasing my own release.

Luna's moans have turned into breathless whimpers, her body overstimulated but still craving more. Her fingers weakly claw at the moss-covered stone, searching for purchase. I can see her eyes rolled back, mouth hanging open as incoherent sounds spill from her lips.

I lean forward, and my teeth find her shoulder, biting down hard enough to mark. Luna keens, her body jerking beneath me. I snake a hand around to her front, finding her swollen clit and rubbing it mercilessly once more.

Her second orgasm a moment later triggers my own release. With a primal roar, I slam into her one final time, burying myself to the hilt as waves of pleasure crash over me. My cock pulses inside her, filling her with my seed as my vision whites out from the intensity.

Without withdrawing, I gather Luna's limp form in my arms and flip her back over so she’s sprawled on her back beneath me.

She is boneless, pliant. I cup her face in my hands, drinking in the sight of her.

Her eyes are glazed, unfocused, her pupils blown wide with pleasure.

Her lips are parted, swollen from our kisses, and slick with saliva.

A flush spreads across her cheeks and down her neck, disappearing beneath the marks I've left on her pale skin.

She looks utterly wrecked, fucked senseless, and still trembling.

I trace my fingers over her flushed skin, marveling at the way she shivers beneath my touch.

Even now, oversensitive and spent, her body responds to me.

My fingertips ghost over her twitching sex, drawing a whimper from her parted lips.

I can feel the heat radiating from her core, her flesh slick with our combined release.

Slowly, reverently, I trail my hands up her body.

My palms glide over the gentle swell of her stomach, feeling the muscles there quiver.

I cup her breasts, my thumbs brushing over her nipples.

They harden instantly, pebbling beneath my touch.

Luna gasps, her back arching slightly off the stone.

I tweak the hardened buds, rolling them between my fingers, and she whimpers, her hips rolling weakly against mine.

I'm still buried inside her. Part of me wants to keep her like this forever—spread out beneath me, fucked out, trembling and incoherent with pleasure.

Her eyes flutter, unfocused and hazy with lingering bliss.

Her lips part on a soft sigh as I caress her cheek, my thumb brushing over her swollen bottom lip.

She tries to form words, but only manages a breathy moan.

I lean down to capture her mouth in a deep, languid kiss, swallowing the little sounds she makes.

Reluctantly, I begin to pull out of her, immediately missing the tight, wet heat of her body.

Luna whimpers at the loss, her hips lifting.

Gods—if she knew the things she does to me, I think she’d go mad with power.

I shift backward, my gaze drawn inexorably downward.

A shiver of primal satisfaction runs through me as I watch my seed begin to spill from Luna's swollen sex.

Her chest rises and falls with rapid breaths as she slowly begins to come back to herself. The scent of our coupling hangs heavy in the air, a heady mixture.

With reverent care, I scoop her into my arms, hefting her against my chest. She's boneless, pliant, her head lolling against my shoulder as I carry her toward the nearby creek.

The forest is hushed around us, as if holding its breath.

Dappled sunlight filters through the canopy, casting shifting patterns across Luna's flushed skin.

The creek burbles softly as we approach, its clear waters glinting in the afternoon light. Smooth river stones line the bank, worn smooth by centuries of flowing water. I wade in carefully, the cool water a shock against my overheated skin. Luna shivers in my arms, burrowing closer to my warmth.

Gently, I lower her into the water, supporting her as the current swirls around us.

I reluctantly release her into the creek's cool embrace, watching as she sinks into the crystalline water.

The current swirls around her, carrying away the evidence of our passionate encounter.

Sunlight dances across the rippling surface, casting shimmering patterns on Luna's pale skin.

"I'll get your clothes," I murmur, brushing a damp strand of hair from her face.

Luna nods, avoiding my gaze, clarity back in her eyes. “I left my dress on the riverbank.”

Her fingers trail through the water, creating tiny whirlpools that spiral away downstream. I watch her for a moment longer, drinking in the sight of her—flushed skin, tousled hair, the marks of my passion blooming across her throat and collarbone.

Tearing myself away, I make my way back up the mossy bank. The forest seems to hold its breath; the only sounds the burbling creek and the occasional trill of distant songbirds.

When I return her clothes to her, she doesn’t say a word to me. The moment she’s dressed, soaked once more and shivering, before I can ask her a single question, say a single word, she’s gone.