Medea (3) *

In one swift motion, I flipped her onto her back, taking control. The moment had arrived to fuck her hard enough to imprint my mark on her engraving it deep inside her.

Medea's eyes, one red and one green, gazed at me with an expectant gleam. Her cheeks were flushed, and her breath came in ragged, shallow gasps.

"I... I waited so long for someone like you, Lord Samael," she said, her voice trembling as she looked up at me with hazy, desire-filled eyes.

I ran my fingers gently along her cheeks, feeling the warmth of her skin before brushing them across her lips. With a deliberate slowness, I pried her lips open and inserted my index finger. 

"Hmm~" Medea's beautiful lips sucked eagerly as I explored the soft interior, eventually touching her tongue. Then, I added my middle finger, thrusting them slowly in and out of her mouth.

"Hnnn~" she moaned softly.