"I have another rod here...Do you want it? It's not as magical b-"
"Yes...please..." Esdeath cut him off of his sentence with a tone of hunger and surrender.
With a knowing smile, Jaxon withdrew the glowing rod from her grasp and set it aside. He stepped closer, his own arousal palpable, his cock hardening against her ass.
With a grace that belied his size, Jaxon stepped closer, pressing the hard length of himself against her softness. He felt her stiffen for a moment before she relaxed into him, her breath coming out in a shuddering exhale. He reached around her, his hand finding the warm wetness of her pussy, his fingers delving into the slick folds.
Esdeath's eyes shot open at the sudden intrusion, but she didn't protest. Instead, she let out a low moan as his skilled fingers found her clit, working it with a slow, deliberate rhythm that matched the pulse of the aftershocks still trembling through her body. She could feel the second rod — his cock, hot and heavy — nudging at her entrance.
Jaxon's hand left her clit, his fingers sliding lower to spread her wetness up and down his shaft, coating himself in her arousal. He paused for a moment, the tip of his cock pressing against her, teasing, seeking entry.
Esdeath's eyes searched his, the storm in them now a tempest of passion. She nodded, a silent plea,.
With a squelching sound he pushed forward, breaching her defenses with a slow, steady pressure that made her body arch back against his.
Esdeath felt the fullness of him, the raw, primal sensation of being claimed, and something within her roared to life. It was not the fiery, destructive power she was used to wielding — it was something softer, more vulnerable, yet equally potent.
Jaxon's strokes grew deeper, more demanding, his grip on her hip tightening as he held her in place, his other hand tangled in her hair, pulling her head back to expose the elegant line of her neck. He kissed her again, his teeth grazing her earlobe as he whispered words of encouragement and praise.
Esdeath's body was alive with sensation, every nerve ending singing with pleasure. The warmth of his skin, the scent of him, the way his breath hitched in sync with her own — it was all so overwhelming, so utterly consuming.
"H- harder p- please" Esdeath's moaning voice echoing in the room.
Jaxon's grip tightened on her hips, and with a powerful surge, he bent her backward over the counter, her breasts pressing into the cool surface.
He slammed his cock into her with a ferocity that sent a bolt of pleasure through her core. Her eyes went wide with shock, and she gasped for air, her fingernails digging into the wood.
Esdeath felt herself opening up to him, her body responding in ways she'd never imagined. His strokes grew more powerful, his hips slamming into hers in a punishing rhythm that seemed to resonate through the very fabric of the All Purpose Shop.
Her eyes squeezed shut, she focused on the sensations — the way he filled her, the way he stretched her, the way every nerve ending in her body seemed to be tuned to his touch. It was as though she'd been a tightly wound spring, and with each thrust, he was releasing tension she hadn't even known was there.
He lifted her off the counter with surprising ease, her legs wrapping around his waist as he pinned her against the wall. His hips moved with a primal force, driving into her, claiming her.
"You like that?" Jaxon said in a husky but seductive voice.
"Y- yes...yes..mmm.."
Their bodies slapped together in a rhythmic symphony of passion, each impact echoing through the shop, punctuated by their ragged breaths and the occasional clink of his piercings. The sound of skin on skin, of wetness and need, filled the air — a stark contrast to the quietude that had once surrounded them.
Jaxon's hand left her hip, sliding up her body to cup one of her breasts firmly. His thumb flicked over her nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure through her, making her moan into his mouth. His teeth followed, biting down the other boob gently, and she arched backward, offering herself to him fully.
"Ahh...mmm..."
He lowered her to the ground with surprising gentleness, considering the ferocity of his previous movements. With one swift motion, he hooked her leg over his shoulder, opening her up to him completely. The new angle allowed him to sink even deeper inside her, and she could feel the head of his cock brushing against the spot that had brought her to climax moments ago.
Jaxon's eyes never left hers as he began to thrust again, his movements now stronger, more demanding. The floorboards of the All Purpose Shop creaked beneath them, a testament to the power of their union. The muscles in his arms and back flexed with each movement, the sweat glistening in the soft golden light.
Esdeath felt the tension coiling inside her once more, tightening with each stroke. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her nails digging into his skin. She could feel the head of his cock rub against her G-spot, each touch sending a bolt of pleasure through her body.
The sound of their bodies colliding grew louder, more primal. His hips pistoned into her with a force that sent shockwaves of sensation through her core. The friction between them was exquisite, a delicious burn that made her toes curl.
Echoes of clapping noises surrounded the shop.
Jaxon's strokes grew more deliberate, his eyes never leaving hers as he watched her unravel. The room spun around them, a blur of gold and shadow, and all that existed was the rhythmic symphony of their bodies.
Esdeath's nails dug into his skin, leaving faint trails of fire behind. Her breath grew ragged, and she bit her bottom lip to keep from screaming his name. She could feel the climax building, a crescendo of pleasure that threatened to shatter her very essence.
Jaxon's movements grew more intense, his breath hot against her neck as he whispered dark, seductive nothings that sent shivers down her spine. The rod lay forgotten on the counter, their shared power now channeled through the raw connection of their flesh.
"Cum inside me," Esdeath panted, she voiced a ragged command.
Jaxon's eyes widened slightly at her words, the raw need in her voice sending a shiver down his spine. He knew the depth of her surrender was something she'd never allowed before — something she'd never asked for. His strokes grew even more powerful, driven by her desire, by the fierce connection that burned between them.
With a final, deep thrust, he felt her body clench around him, tightening like a fist as she climaxed with a strangled cry and eyes rolled backwards. The sound of her pleasure was his undoing, and with a roar of his own, he released his seed inside her, their shared orgasm a searing blaze that consumed them both.
Their bodies stilled, tremors passing through them like aftershocks of a powerful earthquake. Jaxon's cock pulsed with the final throes of his climax, filling her with his warmth. Esdeath's legs tightened around his waist, her nails digging into his back as she tried to anchor herself to the present, to this moment of utter vulnerability and power.
"Did I fix your problem?" he asked into her hair, his breathing still ragged.
Esdeath nodded, her body still quivering with the aftershocks of pleasure.
"Y-yes," she managed to say, her voice hoarse from her cries.
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