Page 51 of Dark Fate

My hands trail up her sides, mapping every curve and dip of her body before settling on the plump roundness of her ass, squeezing it possessively. She throws her head back in ecstasy, but I can't get enough of her. She is intoxicatingly delicious, my Angel. Without hesitation, I scoop her up into my arms and carry her toward the grotto in swift strides. Her yelp of surprise soon turns into delighted exclaims.

"It's like a dream," she smiles as we enter the secluded paradise.

"Yes," I whisper against her lips. "Just like you."

With the moon as our only light source, the whole setting has a magical feel. The tiny waterfall casts a romantic glow, and the tiny flowers and vines growing along the walls are like faerie lights twinkling in the night. I gently lower Dani into the warm, steaming water, her body pressing against mine as she sinks into the bubbles. The sensation of her soft curves against me drives me wild with desire. As the water caresses our skin, I can't help but groan in pleasure.

I move quickly, washing us off in the warm water. My hands glide over every inch of her body, ensuring she's clean and safe. Every touch reassures me she's still here, still mine.

Her hands explore my body in return, tracing every contour and plane of muscle as if committing my form to memory. Each gentle caress is filled with tenderness and affection, a physical expression of our deep bond. In this moment, the outside world fades away, and all that exists is the love and comfort we find in each other's presence.

She lets out a throaty moan as the hot water tickles her sensitive spots, but it only amps up her lust. She grabs my neck and pulls me in, our lips smashing together in a primal, lust-filled kiss. Her limbs are wrapped around me tight.

Our tongues battle for dominance, igniting a fucking inferno between us. I sense her craving for me, her insatiable hunger, and it's driving me wild with a heady mix of my own dirty desires.

My tension starts to melt away as I lose myself in the moment. Dani's hands roam over my chest, tracing every line and curve before descending lower. Her tight little legs grip my hips, tightening as she squeezes around me, causing my already hard cock to throb against her stomach. She grins wickedly, her eyes filled with lust and longing.

"The ache of missing you has been nothing short of brutal," she breathes out, her hot breath fanning across my skin.

I nibble on her earlobe, eliciting a shiver from her. "I know, Angel—every damn ache, I felt it rip through me something fierce. But I swear on everything, I'm never fucking letting you go." I growl huskily, overcome with emotion.

I capture her lips in a searing kiss, our tongues dancing together in a slow, sultry rhythm—gods—her lips. I could kiss her forever. Her hands are all over my body, massaging and kneading my skin. I lean forward to nip at her perky, rosy nipples, eliciting a soft moan from her.

I devour her body, relishing the flavor of her skin. The aroma of her arousal overwhelms my senses, igniting a primal lust within me. I yank her toward me, forcefully turning her around and pressing her against my chest. Her hair tickles my bare torso, sending electric tingles down to my throbbing cock.

Her ass grinds against me, driving me insane with desire. I can feel every muscle in her stomach contracting and quivering as she rubs herself against me like a fucking animal in heat.

She throws her head back, her body flush against mine as she moans in pleasure. She grinds against me harder. "You want my throbbing cock deep in that tight little ass again, don't you, baby?" I growl in her ear.

She gasps and shudders at my words, bucking against me even harder. My hands move to the front, groping and squeezing her delicious, luscious breasts. Their weight fills my palms, driving me to the brink of madness. "That tight little ass can wait, baby. Right now, I want this dripping cunt."

I move us to the nearby rocks—keeping her tight against me. My hand slithers down her stomach and finds her wet and pliant. Pressing my body against hers from behind, she moans at my touch, her arms reaching back to grip my neck and thrust her breasts forward. I gaze down at the sinful sight of my angel, her ass grinding against me as my fingers slide over her soaking pussy. "You're such a dirty girl," I growl as I slide two fingers deep into her. She clenches around my fingers, her breathing heavy and ragged. "You're always so fucking wet for me, aren't you?"

"Always—for you."

Her head falls against my shoulder as I push a finger inside of her, hitting her G-spot. A loud moan escapes her lips as she rocks her hips against my hand. I alternate between circling her clit and fingering her tight cunt until I hear her breath quicken. Her moans grow louder and louder.

She reaches back to grab my hair, pulling my mouth to her neck. "Please, gods, I need you. I need you inside me again, Rhyland," she begs.

"You realize what begging turns me into, right?" I growl, my breath hot on her neck. She bobs her head, her hair tickling my face.

I slowly remove my hand from her slick, swollen center and gently bend down and lift her onto the edge of the steaming hot springs. Droplets of fairy pool water cling to her skin, glistening like diamonds in the moonlight that filters through the trees. Her flawless skin takes on a radiant, almost ethereal white-golden glow.

Her chest heaves with anticipation as I gently spread her legs, my warm breath tickling the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. My lips hover just inches from her glistening, wet petals, and a shiver runs through her body at the thought of what's coming. "I am famished, Angel," I growl, hunger pulsing. "And all I crave is you."

Danica

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As I gaze down at the rugged, spicy Viking between my thighs, a deep ache awakens within me. No matter how often we come together, my body always craves his touch.

Rhyland's damp hair clings to his forehead, enhancing his wild and captivating allure. His rough beard grazes my skin while his muscular, tattooed body glistens in the dim light. Every inch of him radiates pure masculinity, igniting my desire. I can feel the wetness pooling between my thighs, a mixture of me and him, and proof of the powerful effect he has on me.

He leans in, his gaze dark and ravenous, as if he's about to devour me. I can't help but arch my hips, pressing myself against his face. A low growl rumbles in his chest as he grips my hips, holding me firmly in place. His tongue darts out, tasting my exposed and swollen clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through my body.

He doesn't seem to mind the taste of himself, and that realization only fuels my desire. The heat of his mouth and how he savors our combined flavors send a thrilling sensation straight to my core.

Teasing me, he slowly traces his tongue up my slit, licking and nipping at my sensitive flesh. My body writhes and trembles with want, my fingers entwining in his hair, urging him closer. His long, thick lashes brush against my skin as his warm breath surrounds me. He continues to torment me, circling my clit with slow, deliberate strokes.

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