Goddess Tricked Me into a Breeding Mission (And I Love It)

Sara’s eyes were locked on Lys, dark with heat and challenge. She was already lying back on the big wooden desk, her dress pushed up around her waist, legs spread wide around him. Her chest rose and fell quickly.

"You really want me right now?" she asked, her voice low and teasing. "Not even going to lock the door first? What if a servant walks in and sees us like this?"

Lys shook his head, his hands firm on her hips. "There’s no time for that. You said you’re interested, right? Then prove it. Show me how much you want this."

Sara bit her lip, then gave him a wicked, hungry smile. "Fine. But if we get caught, it’s your fault." She reached down and pulled him closer, her fingers brushing over his hardness. "Come on then. Show me what you’ve got. I want to feel how hard you can fuck me. Don’t hold anything back."

Lys didn’t wait. He rubbed his penis, which he let out as they were talking, and pushed inside her in one strong, deep thrust. Not caring for any preparation at all.

Sara’s head fell back against the desk. A loud cry tore from her throat.

"Ahhhh! Lys... you’re so thick... you’re stretching me so good! Fuck! Go slower...."

But instead of heeding her words, he started moving fast, slamming into her hard and deep. The heavy wooden desk shook under them with every thrust, and Sara’s body bounced on the desk. She grabbed the edge with both hands to hold on.

She began to like the hard pound in no time.

"Harder!" she gasped, her voice already loud. "Fuck me harder, Lys! Don’t be soft with me... I can take everything you give!"

Lys gripped her thighs tightly and gave her exactly what she wanted. He pounded into her roughly, his hips slapping against hers. The sound of their bodies meeting filled the entire room.

"Yes... Yes... just like that!" Sara moaned loudly. "You feel so fucking good inside me... deeper... make me feel every inch!"

Lys leaned down and bit her neck, hard enough to leave a mark. "You’re so wet. It feels so good inside you, ahh...You’ve been wanting this since morning, haven’t you? Tell me how bad you need it. Tell me, Sara.."

Sara nodded fast, her eyes half-closed in pleasure. "Yes... I’ve been wet thinking about you all morning... how strong you looked carrying those heavy pelts... how you saved that noble lady like it was nothing...I liked....ahh... fuck me, Lys! Make me scream your name!" She was babbling nonsense now.

He slammed into her even harder, seeing how much she was liking it. The desk creaked loudly. Sara’s breasts bounced inside her dress with every powerful thrust. They were not large, but not small either. And the way it was bouncing made Lys want to bite it off of her.

But he kept his pace. Her moans grew louder and louder.

"Fuck... Lys... I’m so close already! Don’t stop... I’m going to come!"

Suddenly, she screamed at the top of her lungs.

"YES! Lys... ah...ahhhhh! I’m coming so hard! Don’t stop! FUCKK.."

As soon as she screamed, the door handle rattled violently. A servant’s worried voice came from the other side.

"Miss Sara?! Are you alright? I heard a scream! Is everything okay in there?! Are you hurt?!"

Sara’s eyes snapped open in panic. Her body was still shaking from her orgasm. Lys kept thrusting deep and slow, not stopping for even a second, even though someone was right outside the door, and the door was not even closed.

Sara quickly covered her mouth with one hand and tried to sound normal, but her voice came out shaky and breathless.

"I-I’m fine!" she called out. "I just... dropped a heavy book on my foot! It hurt a lot! It’s okay..Go back to your work!"

The servant sounded even more worried. "Are you sure? It sounded really bad. I’m opening the door right now..."

Sara’s walls squeezed around Lys again as he gave one deep thrust. She almost moaned out loud. She pressed her hand tighter over her mouth.

"No! Don’t open the door!" she said quickly, her voice cracking. "I’m okay! Just... just leave me alone for a while! I’ll call you if I need anything! Please!"

There was a long, tense pause. Then the footsteps slowly walked away down the hallway.

Sara let out a long, shaky breath. She looked at Lys with wide eyes, half angry, half more turned on than before.

"You... you almost got us caught," she whispered, breathing hard. "We can’t be loud like that anymore. She almost walked in on us."

Lys smiled and slammed into her again, but slower this time. "Then keep quiet from now on."

From that moment, they fucked silently.

Sara quickly put her hand back over her mouth. Her moans became muffled and quiet.

"Mmmph... mmm... Lys... too deep... ahh..."

Lys kept fucking her hard, but now they were both trying to stay silent. The desk still shook, but the only sounds were soft, wet slaps and Sara’s quiet, desperate moans into her palm.

She looked up at him, eyes glassy with pleasure. "Mmmph... you’re so rough... I love it... but we have to be quiet..."

Lys leaned down close to her ear. "Then bite your lip. Don’t let them hear how good I’m making you feel."

Sara nodded and bit her lip hard. Her muffled moans continued as he kept pounding her.

"Mmm... mmmph... yes... right there..."

The room felt even hotter now. Sweat ran down Sara’s face and between her breasts. Her silver hair was messy and stuck to her cheeks. She tried so hard to stay quiet, but every deep thrust made her body jerk and small sounds escape.

Lys grabbed her legs and pushed them wider. He pounded into her deep and steady. Sara’s eyes started to roll back. She was close again.

"Mmmph... I’m... I’m...going to come again... don’t stop..."

Lys did not slow down. He kept slamming into her. Sara’s body suddenly tightened. She screamed into her hand, but the sound was much quieter this time. Her walls squeezed him hard as she came for the second time.

Lys felt his own finish coming as her insides were squeezing his cock hard. He pulled out at the last second. He stroked himself fast and came all over her. Thick ropes of cum shot across her stomach, her chest, and up to her face. Some landed on her lips and in her messy silver hair.

Sara lay on the desk, breathing hard. Her body was covered in his cum. Her dress was pushed up and open. Her hair was all over her face, sticky and wet. She looked completely exhausted but satisfied.

Lys stood up straight over her. He looked down at the mess he made on her body. A strong, proud feeling filled his chest. This was his first woman in this new world, and he had taken her hard and roughly on her own desk. The quest reward and those shit, felt insignificant compared to this.

Sara looked up at him, still trying to catch her breath. Her voice was weak but teasing.

"Huh, look at me... You made such a big mess..."

Lys stepped closer. His cock was still hard, right in front of her face.

"Clean it," he said, his voice low and firm.

Sara’s eyes met his. Then she smiled slowly, even though she was covered in his cum. She opened her mouth and leaned forward.

She started licking him clean. Her tongue moved slowly along his length...