Extra's Pov: The Goddess Wants Me To Conquer Milfs

The pleasure built gradually like a tide rising higher with each passing moment.

Sweat began to glisten on their skin, making their bodies slide together more smoothly.

Logan shifted his angle slightly, hitting a new spot inside her that caused her breath to catch sharply.

"You feel incredible," he murmured against her skin, feeling her warmness enclosing his cock.

Daenerys arched beneath him, her black hair spreading wildly across the pillows.

Her body responded beautifully to his attention, growing wetter and hotter around him.

She cupped his face and pulled him into a deep kiss, their tongues intertwining as their hips continued their sensual dance.

The kiss lasted long, growing more heated until she finally broke it with a needy gasp.

The intensity deepened as Logan increased his speed just a fraction.

His thrusts became firmer, more purposeful, filling the room with the rhythmic sound of their connection.

He moved down again to her breasts, sucking harder on one nipple while his hand kneaded the other.

Daenerys moaned louder, her fingers threading through his hair to hold him in place.

The dual sensations of his mouth and his cock pushing deep inside her pushed her closer to the edge.

She tightened her legs around his waist and dug her nails into his shoulders.

"Harder," she said in a breathy whisper.

"Fuck me harder, Logan."

Her words surprised him, but they ignited a deeper fire.

Logan lifted his head from her breast, meeting her violet eyes with a heated gaze.

A slow smirk touched his lips as he took in her flushed expression and the clear demand in her voice.

"If you insist," he replied, his tone low and rough with desire.

In one fluid motion, he pulled out of her, making her whimper at the sudden emptiness.

Before she could protest, Logan gripped her hips firmly and spun her around onto her stomach.

He positioned her on all fours, her perfect ass raised toward him.

Daenerys instinctively arched her back surprised by the sudden strength he had exploded with.

Logan ran his hands over the smooth curves of her ass, squeezing the soft flesh appreciatively before aligning himself at her entrance once more.

He thrust back inside her with one deep stroke, burying himself completely.

Daenerys moaned loudly into the pillow, her fingers gripping the sheets tightly.

Logan wasted no time, setting a much firmer rhythm.

His hips slapped against her ass with every powerful thrust, the sound echoing through the bedroom.

He kept one hand on her hip for leverage while the other reached around to cup one of her full breasts, squeezing it as he continued pounding into her.

The new angle allowed him to go even deeper, hitting spots that made her entire body tremble.

Logan leaned forward as he caught her nipple between his fingers, pinching and rolling it while his cock drove into her relentlessly.

He alternated between deep, grinding strokes and faster, sharper pounds that made her cry out in pleasure.

"Like this?" he growled near her ear, never slowing his pace.

"Yes," Daenerys gasped, pushing back against him to meet every thrust. "Fuck, it feels so good. Do not stop."

Sweat dripped down their bodies as the intensity continued to climb.

Logan kept one hand on her breast, kneading and tugging at her nipple while his hips worked with growing force.

The position gave him full control to deliver the roughness she had asked for, yet he remained attentive to every sound she made, adjusting his angle whenever her moans grew sharper.

Daenerys’ black hair fell messily over her shoulders, and her body rocked forward with each powerful impact.

After several long minutes of intense back shots, Logan slowed just enough to pull her upright slightly, still buried deep inside her.

He kissed along her neck and shoulder, giving her a moment to catch her breath while still moving inside her with steady strokes.

"Climb on top of me," he whispered against her skin. "I want to watch you ride me."

Daenerys turned her head, her violet eyes dark with lust. She nodded eagerly.

Logan pulled out once more and lay back on the bed.

She moved quickly, straddling his hips and hovering above his hard, glistening cock.

With one hand braced on his chest, she guided him back inside her, sinking down slowly until he filled her completely.

A long, satisfied moan escaped her lips as she settled fully onto him.

She began to move, rolling her hips in deep, sensual circles.

Logan groaned, his hands sliding up to grip her waist.

He watched her with hungry eyes as her full breasts bounced with every motion.

Daenerys gradually increased her pace, rising and falling on his length with more force.

Her black hair swayed around her face, and her expression was one of pure pleasure.

"Touch me," she breathed, guiding one of his hands back to her breasts.

Logan obeyed, squeezing both of them firmly as she rode him harder.

He pinched her nipples, tugging them gently while she moved faster.

The room filled with the wet sounds of their bodies meeting and her increasingly desperate moans.

Daenerys leaned forward, bracing her hands on his shoulders as she began bouncing with real intensity.

Her hips slammed down onto him repeatedly, taking him as deep as possible with every drop. "Harder," she demanded again, her voice breaking. "Fuck me deeper, Logan. I need your cock so badly."

Logan thrust up to meet her, matching her rhythm.

He kept sucking and licking at her breasts whenever she leaned close enough, alternating between one and the other while his hands gripped her ass, helping her move faster.

The pleasure built higher and higher, their bodies moving together in perfect sync.

Daenerys’ inner walls began to flutter around him, signaling how close she was.

"Cum for me," Logan urged, his own release approaching rapidly.

He sucked hard on one nipple while pounding up into her from below.

Daenerys cried out, her movements becoming erratic. "I am so close. Pound my pussy, Logan. Fill me up. I want to feel you cum inside me while I cum on your cock."

Her vulgar words sent them both over the edge.

Logan drove up into her with several powerful thrusts, sucking fiercely on her breast as his climax hit.

Daenerys followed right behind him, her body convulsing in strong waves of pleasure.

Her walls clenched tightly around him, milking every drop as she moaned loudly, her head thrown back in ecstasy.

They rode out their orgasms together, bodies locked in perfect union, trembling and gasping until the waves slowly subsided.

Afterward, Logan let out a deep, slightly exhausted breath, pulling her into his arms.

Daenerys rested her head on his chest, her breathing gradually returning to normal.

A small, satisfied smile played on her lips as she traced patterns on his skin.

"That was what I needed," she whispered, her voice soft once more.

"Never disappear like that again without telling me."

Logan kissed the top of her head, holding her close.

The mission and dangers waiting outside could wait a little longer.

For now, this moment with her felt slightly complete.

The room grew quiet except for their slowing heartbeats, marking the end of a passionate night that had bridged the gap his absence had created.