The night swallows everything except us.
I've got Illyana's ankles locked in my grip, her legs spread wide as I plow into her with everything I've got. Her blonde hair is splayed across the pillow like a halo that doesn't belong on someone so sinful. The candlelight catches in her eyes, those dangerous, predatory eyes that right now are glazed over with pure ecstasy.
"Fuck, Jack!" she cries out, her Russian accent thicker than usual, breaking around the edges. "Yes, yes, YES!"
I adjust my angle, hitting deeper inside her, and her back arches off the bed like she's been electrocuted. Sweat drips down my chest, my muscles burning from exertion after the insane day we've had. But I don't slow down. Can't slow down. Not when she's looking at me like that.
"I can't believe I'm letting you fuck me like this," Illyana gasps between thrusts, her fingers clawing at the sheets. "But you earned it, my little soldier."
Her words send a jolt straight to my core. I drive into her harder, watching her face contort with pleasure. After today this feels like the only appropriate way to celebrate still being alive.
"Walking toward a sun with no fear," she continues, her voice breaking as I hit a spot that makes her whole body shudder. "You were magnificent."
I tighten my grip on her ankles, pushing her legs back further, opening her up completely to me. The position gives me deeper access, and I take full advantage, pounding into her relentlessly.
"Such a fearless warrior," she moans, her eyes locked on mine despite her pleasure. There's something almost worshipful in her gaze that makes me feel ten feet tall. "So strong..."
Her praise sends electricty through my entire body, something primal and uncontrollable. Without warning, I feel myself tipping over the edge.
"Oh fuck… I'm…" I gasp, caught completely off guard by the intensity of my orgasm. My hips jerk forward instinctively, burying myself as deep as possible inside her.
"That's right," Illyana purrs, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "Pump it all in me, Jack. Every last drop."
She reaches up, extending her hands toward me. I release her ankles and fall forward into her embrace, my body still shuddering as I empty myself inside her. My arms barely support me as pleasure crashes through my system.
"Don't stop," she commands, her lips finding mine in a hungry kiss that swallows my moans.
When she breaks away, her blue eyes are blazing with something almost feral. "Good, Jack," she whispers against my mouth. "Your seed feels so good in my womb."
The words send an unexpected chill through me. I tense up, suddenly trying to pull back, but Illyana's legs wrap around me like steel cables, locking me in place.
"Shhh, shhh," she soothes, one hand stroking my hair while the other holds me firmly against her. "Stay with me."
I collapse onto her, completely spent, my face pressed against her neck as I try to catch my breath. Every muscle in my body feels like liquid.
"We're not done. Not by a long shot."
"Just... give me a second," I pant, my heart still hammering against my ribs. "I need to…"
Before I can finish, Illyana shows off her strength as she maneuvers us, rolling me onto my back. She slithers down my body with grace, her blonde hair trailing across my sweat-slicked skin. Then her mouth is on me, taking my still-sensitive cock between her lips.
"Jesus," I hiss, my back arching off the bed. The sensation is almost too much, hovering right on that knife's edge between pleasure and pain.
Her tongue swirls around me with expert precision, cleaning off our combined fluids with obvious enjoyment. Her eyes never leave mine, watching my every reaction like she's cataloging them for future reference.
"You don't have to…" I start to say, but the words die in my throat as she takes me deeper, her throat relaxing to accommodate me completely.
She must feel it growing in her mouth because she pulls back, her lips releasing me with a wet pop. A devilish smile spreads across her face as she looks up at me, that predatory gleam in her eyes making my pulse quicken.
"Come on," she purrs, her voice thick with desire as she turns around and positions herself on all fours, her perfect ass raised invitingly toward me. "This is what you wanted to do the other day, right? But I said it was for cowards."
I stare at her, mesmerized by the sight of her on display like this, offering herself to me. My cock throbs painfully, already fully erect despite having just finished minutes ago.
"About the womb thing..." I start, feeling a twist of anxiety in my stomach.
"Just shut up and take your prize, Jack," she cuts me off, looking back over her shoulder with those fierce blue eyes. "I would never do this for anyone else."
I don't think twice. I'm behind her in seconds, guiding myself to her entrance and sliding in with one smooth thrust. She's still slick with my previous release, making the penetration effortless.
"Fuck," I groan, gripping her hips tight enough to leave marks. She feels so good like this, the new angle letting me hit depths I couldn't reach before.
Illyana drops her head, her blonde hair cascading down her back as she pushes back against me, meeting each thrust with equal force. The slapping sound of skin on skin fills the room, punctuated by her increasingly desperate moans.
"That's it," she encourages, her voice dropping to a throaty growl. "Show me what a conqueror can do."
Her words ignite something primal inside me. I thrust harder, channeling all my strength into each movement as I pound into her from behind. My fingers dig into the soft flesh of her hips as I establish a brutal rhythm that has her gasping with each impact.
"You like that?" I growl, surprising myself with how feral my voice sounds.
"Yes," she hisses, pushing back against me with equal force. "Show me how strong you are, Jack."
I double down, breathing heavily as I drive into her relentlessly. Through my sweat-blurred vision, I notice something. The door is slightly cracked open. A faint blue glow spills through the gap. I squint harder, trying to focus while maintaining my rhythm, and that's when I see it. Those unmistakable blue eye-slits. Xorna is standing there, watching us through the crack in the door.
I freeze mid-thrust, my rhythm faltering.
"Don't you dare slow down, Jack," Illyana growls, pushing back against me aggressively when she notices my hesitation.
"Xorna's watching us," I whisper, nodding toward the door, suddenly feeling weirdly self-conscious despite everything we've been doing.
Illyana glances toward the door, irritation flashing across her face. She waves her hand dismissively at the metal helmet peeking through the crack. "Shoo!" she calls out, before turning back to me with that hungry look that makes my knees weak. "Go, go!" she demands, rocking her hips back into mine.
I thrust forward again but can't stop looking at the door. "She's still there," I mutter, watching as Xorna tilts her head slightly, the blue glow of her eye-slits unwavering as she continues to observe us.
"I don't care," Illyana snarls, reaching back to grab my thigh and pull me deeper inside her. "Keep fucking me!"
There's something both disturbing and strangely arousing about being watched like this. Xorna's helmet tilts to the other side, like she's studying us with scientific curiosity. I can almost feel her stare burning into my skin, but Illyana's demanding body beneath me quickly recaptures my attention.
I redouble my efforts, gripping Illyana's hips tighter as I drive into her with renewed vigor.
Illyana's body suddenly goes rigid beneath my hands, her back arching impossibly as her inner walls clench around me like a vise. She throws her head back, blonde hair whipping across my chest as a guttural cry tears from her throat.
"FUCK YES!" she screams, her Russian accent thick with ecstasy. "I'm cumming, Jack! Don't stop!"
Her entire body convulses beneath me, shuddering with wave after wave of pleasure that I can feel rippling around my cock. She doesn't even acknowledge Xorna's presence anymore, it's like the rest of the world has disappeared for her, narrowed down to just this moment, just us.
The sight of her completely undone, combined with the rhythmic pulsing around my shaft, pushes me right over the edge. My vision blurs at the edges as my own climax crashes through me like a tidal wave.
"Holy shit," I gasp, my hips jerking forward as I empty myself inside her for the second time tonight. Each pulse feels more intense than the last, drawing a strangled moan from my throat.
When the last aftershock fades, I collapse forward, my chest pressed against Illyana's glistening back. We're both breathing hard, hearts hammering against each other through our skin.
I glance toward the door, but the blue glow is gone. Xorna must have finally decided she'd seen enough.
I roll off to the side, my chest still heaving as I try to catch my breath. Illyana collapses beside me, her blonde hair splayed across the pillow like a golden waterfall. The candlelight flickers across her sweat-slicked skin, making her look almost ethereal.
"Should I go talk to her?" I ask, staring up at the ceiling.
Illyana makes a dismissive sound. "No, she's probably just curious," she says, her accent thicker in her post-orgasmic haze. "Like watching animals at zoo."