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“That’s it,” Malice pants. “Shout to the fucking sky. Fill this place with your voice.”

Out of her mind with pleasure, Wonder bellows. She’s lost, helpless, unable to recognize herself. Any second, she’s going to burst like an asteroid and detonate the galaxy.

Malice yanks Wonder’s fingers from his hair, lifts both arms overhead, and hammers her wrists there. His abs contract, his hips punting between her thighs.

“Now,” he grunts. “Who’s fucking you?”

“You are,” she chants.

“Who?”

“You.”

“Say it.”

His ass pumps, every measured jab fizzing in her blood, lacing it like a drug. He rushes at her pussy, hoisting his waist until she’s spiraling. “Malice is fucking me,” Wonder shrieks. “You’re fucking me so hard, so deep, so good.”

“That’s right, Wildflower,” he husks, elated. “Give it to me. Take it from me.”

She nods, imagining the indentations of his buttocks flexing, his tattoo rippling, and her limbs spanning the bookcases.

It’s hectic, the way they slam into one another.

And it’s wanton, how her cunt snatches his cock, dripping down to his balls, which brush her thighs.

Every time she calls his name, Malice increases the pace, thrashing his waist with lithe motions.

Peering between their damp bodies, he watches the head of his cock siphoning into her bare pussy. Gazing down, Wonder watches too. His crown arches in and out, swamped in her arousal, working her, fucking her.

Wonder’s inner muscles constrict. Malice’s eyes click back to her own, sensing the foreshocks. But like a proper devil, he accelerates his cock, his eyes twinkling. Lunging at another new angle, his crown pounds against a cramped recess, his pelvic bone chafing her distended clit.

And that’s when things really get loud. With each punch of his hips, her screams engulf the library, and his growls join the cacophony.

Sweat varnishes Malice’s glorious torso, every muscle working, jostling Wonder atop his waist. Condensation beads across her skin, turning her into mist.

Hunching forward, Wonder clamps onto his mouth, tasting their moans. The thrust of her tongue syncs with his flailing waist, rocking in concert as they ride each other to the ends of the forsaken earth.

Harder. Faster. Rougher.

This creature doesn’t need to be told. This god fucks the same way he lives, dauntless, riotous.

Wonder gives a pained cry, because it hurts so well. Oh, but he’d better not stop. She’ll smack him if he does.

It’s not until Malice chuckles gruffly that Wonder realizes she’d spoken aloud. Glimpsing his misfit face, she laughs with him as they power into each other. To find anything funny at a time like this stuns her, but she loves it.

Wonder loves the sensation of her breasts mashing into his pectorals.

She loves discovering a beauty mark on his elbow, the way his abs hitch with every grunt, and fine plumes of hair trailing between those twin hip bones.

She loves how they dominate and dismantle each other.

She loves her thighs flanking his waist, every lance of his cock, and every drip that pours from her, then seeps into him.

She loves how relentlessly he fucks. She loves how they fit together.

She loves that it’s taking forever to come. She loves his impatience.

Yet their mirth dies, overtaken by another whip of his cock, another onslaught of anguish. The demon speeds up, kicking his hips at a punishing rate, executing short, shallow jolts. Wonder shrieks, venting her pleasure with abandon.

“Such a tender pussy,” he praises. “Such a dominant one too.”

“Malice!” she implores. “Fuck me right there.”

“Where, goddess?” he pelts his cock, brushing her clit. “Here? Is that where I’ll make you come.”

“Yes! Harder!”

There. Please, there.

Malice attacks that narrow crevice, his cock pistoning, dousing her pussy.

“Harder!” she demands again.

He draws this out, fucking into her until Wonder sees no end in sight. Or perhaps that’s her doing as well. It’s too much and not enough. The euphoria accumulates yet fails to reach the summit.

Wonder ejects a gritty, commanding noise. “Harder!”

Aware of what she needs, Malice releases her wrists. He wrenches her thighs high, hooking her legs over his shoulders and fastening onto her backside, the better to trap her in place, the better to flay her.

Pinioned in this new arrangement magnifies the experience, allowing Wonder to concentrate thoroughly on the bridge of his cock sprinting in and out, in and out, in and out. She moans from the pit of her soul. Overrun, ferocious, and just as unhinged as this demon.

Haphazardly, Wonder grapples overhead. Her nails embed into the bookcase’s ornate trim, and her breasts heave, and her cunt gushes down his phallus.

Enjoying the change of position, Malice lurches his ass, the pants slumping lower. “Come on, Wildflower,” he baits. “Come all over your demon. Mark him.” Then he goes for the jugular. “Win this.”

Triumph over him. Make him pay.

He might as well have spiked Wonder’s blood with fire. Though, by the way? She doesn’t need his damn permission.

With a determined growl, Wonder proves her point. She barrels down on him like a goddess, swinging her hips with every flexible muscle in her arsenal, flogging his cock with her cunt.

Malice’s eyes flare wide, shock igniting his pupils. A stunted groan trips off his tongue, and his cock thickens inside her, pushing apart her walls.

Indeed. Ancient being or not, he should be careful what he wishes for. Never tempt a goddess and expect to walk away unscathed.

Flashing him an immortal leer, Wonder bucks her cunt. She clenches his cock, trapping the crown inside her, soaking every feverish inch.

The god’s eyes taper. Agony wrests across his features as he throws his head back and charges his hips at her. “Fuck!”

“Now,” she quotes, reciting his earlier command. “Who’s fucking you back?”

“You are,” he seethes. “You’re fucking me back.”

“Say it. Tell me.”

Malice presses his head to hers. “The Goddess of Wonder is fucking her mad god to hell.”

Good demon.

They crash into one another, his solid cock meeting her drenched pussy in a destructive collision. Again and again and again. Heat and electricity swarm her being, shaking her to the core. Wonder’s shouts turn into sobs, the sensations accumulating, building, hardening.

Wonder freezes, her mouth ajar as they stare. Then she explodes, coming with a scream, her body rupturing like a star, a white hot force of nature. Her pussy ripples, the muscles grasping Malice’s pitching cock.

He gapes. His mouth drops open on a prolonged groan, feeling her pulsate around him. While she convulses, he pumps through the orgasm, drawing out every droplet until Wonder sags into a disastrous heap.

Except he doesn’t stop. Her eyes jump to his, those irises glittering as he keeps towing into her. His upright cock attacks another area, the metal beads rotating, inciting a second tumult.

Wonder flings back her head, another wave proceeding the last in quick succession. She climaxes again, her lungs giving out, her skin going up in flames as if he’s splashing her with kerosene. As her cunt shudders, lightheadedness floods her being, luring her into a euphoric state.

Then she gasps for a third time as Malice slings his cock at yet another angle. Because yes, deities have stamina and ambition to last centuries. Feasting on Wonder’s overwrought features, he siphons his buttocks, snapping his cock and opening her even more.

That beautiful, almighty body grinds into Wonder, fucking her to within an inch of her life, lavishing her cunt until she’s seeing spots. And for a final time, Wonder comes, wheezing and crying and shrieking. Awash in mind-bending nirvana, her pussy spasms, pouring onto Malice.

He watches her closely, hungrily, angrily.

Only then does he freeze, his naked ass and cock halting.

His eyes sharpen, his features crimp, and his teeth gnash.

With a brutal shudder, Malice detonates, a roar slicing from his lungs.

His hips jerk, his cock pulsing, spurts of fluid emptying into her waiting cunt.

Moaning, Wonder grasps his face. She sways her hips, draining him to the last speck, watching him bellow, watching him come for her. And after millennia, now she knows what that feels like.