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“Is it over?” Lily asks, nuzzling her face into my neck, ignoring the fact that there could still be filth on me.

“Да, принцесса. Yes, princess.” I purr to her, feeling her relax in my arms, closing my eyes, and just feeling her. “You should have listened to me, baby.”

“When have I ever listened?” She chuckles nervously, her tears still dripping from her flushed cheeks.

“Never.” I answer her, kissing the top of her head. “Are you going to start to?”

“Never.”

“Это моя девушка. That’s my girl.”

“Твоя девочка. Your girl.”

“Kiss me.” I whisper into her ear. “Be my good fucking girl and kiss me.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Her nose nuzzles mine, her breath wafting across my face as my lips caress the seam of her mouth. She’s still panting, her breaths heavy and strained from the adrenaline, and they fill my mouth as I open her up and dive my tongue inside, kissing her like a man starved. I’m an animal, devouring her, sucking out her soul.

She kisses me back, her tongue wrapping around mine, caressing and feeling everything I have to give her. It’s euphoric, the way I can feel her heart beating against mine, both of them crashing around from the chase, the fight, the rescue. For the third time I’ve saved my princess from her actions and the danger she put herself in. The next danger, the one holding her in his arms is the only one I refuse to liberate her from.

“I need to fuck you, hard.” I moan into her mouth, grabbing her hair, pulling on it, directing her head to kiss me harder.

“Do it. I’m yours.”

“That’s my good fucking girl.”

It’s a race to get our clothes off, with hands grabbing and mouths still crashing together. We rip at the material covering each other, both of us unable to control ourselves as the items fall, landing in the water. Our kisses don’t need to pause, there’s no pulling off of shirts over our heads. My hands rip the fabric, turning them into little scraps that flutter away.

Her naked skin rubs against me, the water and sweat making me slick as she slides down my body, her legs wrapping around my waist. I slam her back against the pillar of snakes, crushing her soft body against my hard one. She moans, her naked cunt grinding on me, begging for me to take it.

“Are you already wet for me?” I ask, kissing her hard, biting her lower lip.

“Always.”

“Mmmm, good girl.”

Her head falls back and bumps the gold stones as I reach down, pressing two fingers between her pussy lips, opening her up, gathering her wetness on them.

“Yes.”

My eyes roll back in my head as I bring my juicy fingers up to my mouth, breaking away from her kisses, shoving them between my lips and sucking on them. She tastes so good, like candy as I clean all of her from my skin.

“Fuck baby, you taste so good. Like a forbidden fruit, or the sweetest candy. I need to eat you before I fill you up.”

I kiss down her neck, her chest, and her belly as I lift her up. My arms shake a little from the residual adrenaline as I hoist her higher.

“Put your legs over my shoulders.” I order her, grabbing her ass, pulling that pretty pink cunt to my mouth.

She smells like the best meal on the planet, and her sweet little pussy is dripping for me, giving me so much to feast on as I dive my tongue through those lips.

“Oh God!” She cries out, her hips flexing forward smashing into my face. “H!”

I can’t answer her with filthy words, or songs of praise, my mouth is too busy licking and sucking on every inch of her. I need more, more juices, more everything. Closing my lips around her, I suck hard, pulling out her delicious cream, swallowing it down in one mouthful after another. The harder I suck, the more she produces.

It's barbaric the way I attack her cunt, feasting on her, taking everything she’s willing to give me. Her hold on my hair and the way she grinds herself on me only add to the passion behind it, and I’m losing control of my needs. I need to be in her, to be fucking her as hard as I can. I need to break her body around my hard cock that’s dripping for her.

“Cum princess.” I say into her, my words muffled from the swirling of my tongue on her unhooded little clit. “Cum in my fucking mouth so I can fuck you properly.”

She’s always so responsive to my commands, even the first time I touched her sexually while she slept in her warm bed. At the order, she arches her back, and squeezes my head with her thighs, screaming out into the late morning sky as she gives me the first of many orgasms I’m going to bring out of her.

“Это моя девушка. That’s my girl.”

“More.” She pants. “Talk to me in Russian as you fuck me. Tell me all the filthy things.”

“You want filthy baby?”

“Yes.” She pants as I lower her, bringing her face to mine, letting her settle herself in place between me and the pillar, her sexy legs going back around my narrow waist.

“How filthy?”

“As filthy as you in that pit.” She croons, her eyes lighting up with something I’ve never seen in her before, something as devious as what lives in me.

“Bad girl.”

“Ooohhh.” She breathes as I swat her ass with my flattened palm, not needing my hands to hold her up, my body pinning her to the stone is enough.

Her nipples pebble against my chest, brushing my smooth skin, and she moans loudly at the contact. I want to hear that sound over and over again, the sound of her losing herself in me. She does it again as I shift her up just enough to suck one of them into my mouth, feeling it harden more on my tongue. Even her flesh tastes so sweet.

My cock thumps heavily between my legs, aching to be in her, fucking needing to feel her wet heat envelope it. I can’t hold back much longer, it’s like I have to be inside her to take my next breath.

“Приготовься, принцесса. Потому что я собираюсь разорвать эту крошечную пизду своим членом так сильно, что ты будешь умолять меня остановиться.”

“What was that?”

“You heard me.” I laugh against her breast, feeling her join me, her chest bouncing under my mouth. “Get ready, princess. Because I'm going to split that tiny cunt apart with my cock so much that you'll beg me to stop.”

“Mmmm, filthy man.”

“As you requested, baby.” I say around her little nub, pinching it with my teeth until I feel her legs squeeze me tighter, and she groans deeply in her chest. “Я не остановлюсь. Ты будешь приходить за мной, пока не умрешь от удовольствия.”

“Kill me then. If pleasure is what takes me out, then kill me.”

Heaven is the only way to describe it as I lower her down on my cock, slowly at first, I want to feel her open up and swallow me until I’m seated in her as deep as I can go. She cries out when I bump the end of her channel, her hands grabbing at my shoulders, digging into my cool flesh.

Goosebumps break out across me from her touch and the cool air on my wet skin. It’s just another pleasurable sensation as I start to rock my hips, making her bounce between me and the stone serpents that look down on me with their beady little black eyes, praising me for yet another form of depravity that they get to witness.

Can I really consider it depraved if she’s begging me for it? Her mouth kisses all over my face, her hands caress every inch of me she can reach, and she pants out her lust against my cheek. She’s as hungry for me as I am for her, and for the first time ever, I feel that connection people talk about when they speak of sex.

Sex has always been emotionless, just simple and brutal fucking to empty my balls and relax my brain. I’ve never wanted to get personal with anyone, for me to risk them seeing that the all-mighty H is a man, a broken one at that, who uses force and death to cover his shortcomings.

But with her here, her legs around me, her pussy clamping onto my dick, and her mouth sucking on my skin, I can feel a bridge between us, a current from me into her and back again. Like with every beat of her heart I can feel against my chest, she’s welcoming me into her more, and my walls are crumbling down.

“More, H. More.” She cries out as I go faster, bouncing her up and down. “Harder.”

“Такая непослушная тварь, умоляющая меня погубить ее.”

“Yes. Ruin me like the naughty thing you need.”

Her verbal permission on top of the sexual pleas is enough for me to unleash the beast in me, the one I’ve been holding back for fear of scaring her away. With a snarl he comes to the surface, bearing his teeth, sinking them into her neck as I fuck her into oblivion.

Her body stiffens, her legs holding onto me tight, her hands clawing at my skin. She’s turning into an animal too as she lifts up and thrusts down on my dick. Riding me as I plow into her, screaming out her pleasure as her pussy clenches me hard.

She’s milking me, with her walls squeezing my cock, her back bending, and her tits in my face. It’s the hottest fucking thing, the way she takes all of me, yet still needs more.

“More Hedeon.More!”

I bite down harder, feeling her skin puncture under my teeth. Copper and iron flood my mouth, and I suck it down, feeling it warm my throat and stomach as she bleeds so nicely for me. She cries out, bucking and thrashing, her chest crashing into mine, her hands grabbing my hair and my face, pushing me away and pulling me closer at the same time. She’s lost in it, in the desire, the lust, the filth, just as I am.

“I’m gonna cum.” She whines. “H, I’m gonna…”

“Приходи за мной, как та грязная маленькая шлюха, которой ты являешься.” Repeating it in English, I give her the filth she craves. “Come for me, like the dirty little whore you are.”

“Fuck!” She screams, her head thrashing back and forth, bouncing off the stone, her hands slapping at me.

She’s fucking possessed, growling and crying out, clamping around my cock, squeezing me like a fist as she cums violently. It’s the little death, the moment where the body feels like it ceases to live when the pleasure is that paramount. I can feel it in her, I can feel the pause in her heartbeat, and the stopping of her breath as she falls apart on another scream that echoes on the mountains in the distance.

“Such a good fucking girl.” I praise her, petting her hair, forcing her cheek to my chest, holding her tightly as my climax roars through me like a freight train.

My balls pull up to my body, twitching and flexing with the cum that rushes through them, exploding out of me, filling her completely. The sticky fluid squelches out of her, dripping into the water below us, splashing my legs with drops that tickle as they run down me and disappear back into the basin.