Withdrawing my fingers from her mouth, I licked them clean of her saliva, savoring the lingering taste of her. "It''s time to wake you up," I said with a wicked smirk, leaning in close, my eyes locking onto hers as I prepared to take her further down the path of no return.

    I kissed her again, deeply and without restraint, plunging my tongue into her open mouth as she gasped for air, her breath ragged and needy. My tongue sought hers, tangling with it, dominating it, pulling her into the rhythm I set.

    "Hmppff!" Atalanta whimpered, the sound muffled as I toyed with her mouth, my tongue sliding against hers, tracing the soft insides of her cheeks, brushing over her teeth with teasing flicks. Her tongue surrendered to me, soft and submissive, letting me explore and claim her completely. When I finally pulled back, a thin thread of saliva connected us, glistening in the dim light.

    Her face was a vision—flushed crimson, her skin glistening with sweat that trailed down her neck and along her heaving chest. Her hazy green eyes stared at me, glassy and overwhelmed, her lips parted and trembling.

    Leaning closer, I pressed a kiss to her forehead, lingering just long enough to feel the heat radiating from her skin. My tongue flicked out, tasting the salty trail of sweat slipping down her cheek. Every movement, every touch, made her shudder beneath me, her body betraying the purity she tried to cling to.

    "This," I murmured, my voice low and dripping with authority, "is what a woman should feel. And this..." My hand slid down, cupping her soaked pussy, my fingers slipping between her slick folds. "...this is only the beginning."@@@@

    Her thighs clamped shut around my hand instinctively, as if trying to deny me access, but the heat radiating from her told another story. She was drenched, her arousal dripping onto my fingers even as her body trembled with hesitation.

    "I want to fuck you, Atalanta," I growled, my fingers pressing more firmly against her wet slit, teasing her clit. "Right now."

    "B... But Artemis..." she stammered, her voice breaking as tears welled in her eyes, spilling down her cheeks in glittering trails. Her devotion was tearing her apart—desire battling loyalty. Artemis had been her everything, her guardian, her guide, her savior. How could she betray that?

    I leaned in, my tongue darting out to catch a tear as it fell, the taste sharp and bitter but tinged with sweetness. "This will be our little secret," I whispered, my lips brushing against her ear. "And I promise you, Artemis will forgive you one day." My words dripped with confidence, a vow I intended to keep.

    Atalanta''s chest rose and fell with quick, shallow breaths, her mind waging a war even as her body betrayed her. Her lips trembled as she whispered, "T... Take it..."

    A wide, feral grin spread across my face as her words sent a surge of lust roaring through me. My hands wrapped around her waist, lifting her effortlessly from the ground. She let out a small gasp of surprise, her hands clutching my shoulders as I carried her to the bed.

    "I love you, Atalanta," I murmured, my voice filled with a mixture of adoration and raw hunger as I tossed her gently onto the bed.

    "I... I think so too—hmpfff!" she began, but I cut her off with a fierce kiss, silencing her with the intensity of my need. My hands roamed her body, gripping at the fabric that dared to conceal her beauty. With one swift movement, I tore it away, the sound of ripping fabric filling the room as her soft cry followed.

    "Hammff!" Her body reacted instantly, arching beneath me, her green eyes wide with shock and exhilaration as her bare skin was exposed to the cool air.

    "Haaaaan??!" Her moan was sweeter this time, tinged with surrender as I hooked her left leg over my shoulder, pushing her open wider. My hand trailed down to grip her sweat-slick thigh, holding her steady as I drove deeper into her, my hips slamming against her with rhythmic precision.

    "Yesssss?? Samaaael????...haaaaaan??! Haaaann??!" Atalanta''s cries became more desperate, the pain giving way to pure pleasure. Her voice rose with every thrust, her moans turning from hesitant to wanton as she arched beneath me.

    Her firm breasts bounced with each movement, the sight drawing a low growl from me. My hands moved instinctively, cupping and kneading her soft mounds, my thumbs flicking over her hardened nipples as I continued to pound into her.

    "Haaaaan??! Samael??, don''t stop??! Haaaaan??!" Atalanta''s voice broke into fragments of lust, her cries echoing through the room as her body trembled, overwhelmed by sensations she''d never felt before. Her pussy clenched around me, her body begging for more as I claimed her fully, the promise of her first orgasm building like a tidal wave within her.

    PAH! PAH! PAH!

    The wet, rhythmic sound of my thrusts filled the room, mingling with Atalanta''s increasingly desperate cries. Her pussy clung to me, every stroke dragging another moan from her lips as her body writhed beneath mine.

    "HAAAN! N-Nooooo! Haaaaaana!!" Her voice broke into fragments, her breath hitching, her back arching off the bed. She was teetering on the edge of her very first orgasm, her tight walls spasming around me as if begging for release.

    I groaned, the intensity of her untouched body nearly driving me insane. Perhaps it was the forbidden nature of what we were doing, or the lingering sensations from Aphrodite''s earlier worship, but I felt my own climax building, unstoppable and fierce.

    Gripping her legs tighter, I pulled her closer, folding her body beneath me as I thrust harder, deeper. Each movement was deliberate, pushing past every inch of resistance until I felt myself hitting the deepest part of her—the entrance to her womb.

    "HAAAAAAAAGHNNNN??????!!"

    Atalanta''s scream was raw, guttural, and unrestrained, her entire body trembling violently beneath me as her orgasm crashed over her. Her walls clenched and pulsed around me, milking me for everything I had.

    "Ghnn!" I groaned, my grip tightening on her thighs as my body surrendered. A surge of heat rushed through me, my cock throbbing as I spilled myself deep inside her. Thick, hot spurt of cum filled her, marking her completely, claiming her in a way that was as primal as it was undeniable.

    Atalanta''s head tossed from side to side, her green eyes fluttering closed as she rode the waves of her first orgasm. Her cries softened into breathy, broken moans, her entire body consumed by the overwhelming rush of pleasure. Experience more content on empire

    My own climax seemed endless, my body trembling with each pulse of release. My breaths came ragged as I finally stilled, buried deep inside her, our bodies locked together in the aftermath.

    Leaning forward, I pressed my lips to hers, capturing her soft, trembling mouth in one last deep kiss. She kissed me back lazily, her energy spent, her lips soft and pliant against mine.

    Finally, I pulled back and rolled onto the bed beside her, my chest heaving as I caught my breath. Atalanta lay sprawled next to me, her body slick with sweat, her face flushed and glowing. Her legs were still trembling faintly, her pussy dripping with both blood and cum.