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Castor let out a breath. "Thank you for performing this service."
He turned to Ianora, who was watching him with a small, sad smile on her face. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine," she said softly. "It's just...I'm going to miss her."
"I know," he murmured, pressing a kiss to her temple. "But she's better off at peace."
With those words, they turned and walked back into the palace—their home—together, hand in hand. They had finally found their happily ever after.
***
Castor's back hit the grass, and he looked up at Ianora's beaming face. Moonlight framed her on all sides, giving her the appearance of an ethereal goddess. One that was panting heavily as she tried to mount him.
His hands landed on her hips, and he held a firm grip on her curves as she leaned down to kiss him. Her mouth made fireworks go off in his brain, and he sighed against her lips. "Couldn't even wait until we were inside?" He laughed between kisses. "Mitron's grave is hardly over the bend. What would she think?"
He felt Ianora smirk against his mouth. "She would be jealous, perhaps a little proud."
She hiked up her skirts, and he tore at her clothing, eager to feel her soft skin against his own. "Well, then we better not disappoint her, hmm?" Castor said huskily.
He lifted his hips to help Ianora unbuckle him and slide down his pants, letting his girthy cock fall into her eager palm. Her fingers wrapped around him, teasing the tip and making his whole body shudder with need.
Castor relaxed into the grass, staring into Ianora's hooded gray eyes. "Shit," he groaned as she began to pump her hand up and down his shaft. "That feels so fucking good. Keep going, babe."
Ianora bit her lip, and she kept moving her hand faster and faster until he thought he might explode. "You like that?"
"You have no fucking idea."
She smirked. "Oh, I have an idea, trust me."
Carefully, she unwrapped her hand from around his cock. He let out a protesting groan, but then she hoisted herself up, and the only warning he had was a brief touch of his tip against her slick entrance before Ianora's hot pussy slid down his length. She slowly lowered herself onto him, taking him inch by inch until he was completely buried deep inside her body.
"Fucking hell—you're so wet for me," he murmured. He wanted to buck into her then, fucking her wild and rough, but he let her control the pace this time. So often did he take control that he thought it was only fair that she had the chance every once and a while.
Castor arched his back as Ianora sunk all the way down on top of him, throwing her head back with a wild groan. "Oh," she moaned, her thighs clenching around his waist as she adjusted to his thickness. "Oh, you're so big."
"Never going to get used to being stretched like that, are you?"
"No," she panted, slowly beginning to rock her hips, and sending waves of pleasure through them both. "I want to feel you stretch me every time."
Castor's fingers automatically went up to her breasts, where he unlaced the simple drawstring to let her breasts spill out, her pink nipples puckered and waiting for him. As much as he loved it when she wore corsets, they kept him from her breasts for too long.
He lapped at them eagerly, his tongue sloppily moving up and down her breasts as she rode him. She writhed on top of him like a wild animal caught in the heat of passion. He gripped her hips hard, thrusting into her repeatedly as their bodies slammed together with a wet slap that echoed throughout the night air.
It felt like they were flying high above the clouds into another world entirely—one filled with pure rapture and unending bliss. He could hardly believe that there was no end date on this feeling. He and Ianora could enjoy each other's bodies for all eternity, the rough and raw, the soft and passionate.
Castor groaned in pleasure as she rode him faster, her hot pussy gripping him tighter as she came closer to her completion. He thrust up into her eagerly, their bodies moving together in perfect sync. The sound of their moans filled the air around them as they came together in a frantic rush, their bodies joining as one in a desperate attempt to quench the never-ending thirst that burned within them.
One thrust at a time, they soared higher and higher together on a wave of pleasure unlike anything Castor had ever known before. They became one at that moment. Their bodies entwined in an intimate dance of passion that left them both breathless and sated. Their moans rose together in a chorus of ecstasy, mingling until they both reached their peaks at last.
He pounded into Ianora harder when she seized up with her orgasm.
"Oh, oh, oh," she chanted, her eyes rolling back. "I'm coming!"
"That's right," Castor grunted, watching pleasure ripple across his beloved's face. "Come for me."
Castor growled in pleasure as Ianora rode his cock at a frantic pace, finally beginning to slow as she lost control of her body. But he wanted to drag out her orgasm for as long as possible, so he flipped them over so that he was on top of her, thrusting into her with every ounce of power he had.
Ianora took advantage of their new position immediately, wrapping one arm around his waist and the other around his cock, stroking him as he fucked her. The combined sensation was too much, and Castor cried out in shock and pleasure, grunting, and thrusting into her hard as he came, his cum filling her up and spilling into the grass beneath them.
