The moon was already sinking when I caught up to her.
Vira knelt among the roots of the fallen tree, facing me, breathing hard, ears trembling. Her violet pupils were dilated until they nearly swallowed the irises. The scent rising from her was brutal: raw musk, fresh sweat, juices running down her inner thighs in shining threads. She tried to keep her gaze high, defiant, but when my fingers brushed her chin, she broke. Her eyes dropped. A broken purr vibrated in her chest. "Last chance," I repeated, voice low. "Run… or kneel for real."
She didn't run.
Her hands rose slowly, trembling, to the waist of my pants. She tugged them down carefully, as if afraid of breaking something. My cock sprang free, heavy, still hot and glistening from what I'd done to Lira less than an hour ago. Vira gasped audibly. Her pupils curved into perfect hearts instantly.
She didn't wait for an order.
She leaned in and licked the base first, rough tongue tracing the thick pulsing vein. She moved up slowly, circling the head with the tip, tasting the remnants of Lira that still clung there. I growled low. Her purr vibrated against my skin, intense, almost painfully pleasurable.
"Do you like the taste of your rival on me?" I asked, gripping the nape of her neck with one hand.
Vira nodded without taking her mouth away. Her cheeks hollowed as she took me deeper. Throat tight, tears welling at the corners, but she didn't stop. She went down until her nose brushed my pelvis, rose leaving a thick strand of saliva that dripped from her chin and fell onto her bare breasts.
I pulled out abruptly. She gasped, mouth open, tongue lolling like a hungry kitten.
"Hands behind your back," I ordered.
She crossed her wrists behind her without hesitation. I gripped her nape again and slid back in, fucking her mouth with slow but deep thrusts. Every time I hit the back, her throat spasmed. Saliva poured down her chin, soaking her hard nipples. Her hips moved on their own, grinding against nothing.
I slid my other hand down. Slipped two fingers between her swollen lips. She was drenched. I pushed them in to the hilt with one thrust. Vira arched, a muffled moan vibrating around my cock. I pumped my fingers at the same rhythm I fucked her mouth: slow, deep, relentless.
Her thighs shook. A hot spurt escaped between my fingers, splashing the ground. She purred so hard I felt the vibration in my balls.
I pulled out of her mouth with a wet pop. Looked at her. Tears streamed down her cheeks, a mix of saliva and shattered pride. Her heart-shaped pupils raced wildly.
"Do you want more?" I asked, voice rough.
"Yes… Master…" she whispered, voice cracking. "Please… inside… fill me…"
I lifted her by the waist as if she weighed nothing. Pressed her against the rough trunk of the fallen tree, legs spread around my hips. The head of my cock brushed her entrance. I pushed in only the tip. She convulsed, walls clenching hungrily.
"Not so fast," I murmured against her ear. "First you beg."
I sank in another inch. Then pulled out. Pushed back in only the tip. Repeated. Every time I gave her a little more, she sobbed, hips thrusting forward, desperate to take me fully. "Please… Master… please… put it all in… break me… make me yours…"
I slammed in to the hilt.
Vira screamed, back arching against the rough bark. Her walls gripped me like a living fist. I thrust hard, deep, merciless. Every impact made her breasts bounce, her tail lash the air. Her nails dug into my back, leaving burning trails.
She came on the third thrust. Squirted hard, hot jets soaking my abdomen, dripping down my balls. She kept coming, continuous orgasm, body convulsing, broken purr turning into sobs.
I didn't stop.
I fucked her through the climax, stretching it until she shook uncontrollably. Then I came inside her with a guttural growl. Thick hot spurts flooded her until it overflowed, dripping down her thighs while her walls kept milking me.
I lowered her slowly to the ground. She knelt, gasping, white semen leaking from her pussy in slow threads. She looked up at me with glassy eyes.
"Do you still want to run?" I asked, stroking her trembling ear.
She shook her head. Fresh tears fell.
"No… Master… not anymore…"
I smiled.
"Good girl."
I lifted her in my arms. Walked back to the village with her pressed to my chest, purring weakly.
But in my mind there was only one certainty.
Tomorrow I'll fuck her until she forgets she ever wanted to be free.