Tamed Lioness

Madara told Mereoleona what to do and what not to do because he didn't want to be bit again. Though he couldn't blame her. It was medieval times, they knew nothing about 20th-century sex.

"You sure know how to please a man," Mereoleona said after she listened to Madara.

Madara narrowed his eyes at Mereoleona, he saw that she had a smile on her face, knowing she was trying to provoke him.

Madara then caressed her cheek with a gentle smile on his face. He then brought his lips onto hers as she had a faint blush on her face.

"Don't go gettin' soft on me," Mereoleona said as she looked back to what was in front of her.

Madara placed his hand on her chin, then lifted it so she could look him in the eyes. He then opened her mouth with his thumb and began rubbing her tongue with his thumb.

Her tongue was kinda rough, and soft but most of all: wet.

Mereolena looked into his eyes while he did what he did, the only thing running through her mind: Was she being dominated?

She had been dominated since Acier was alive. She never imagined she would be on her knees getting her tongue massaged.

Her eyes then shifted from his eyes to his third leg. She understood that; Madara will feel pleasure if she does what he told her. If she makes him succumb to the pleasure he will be wrapped around her finger, and she will be the dominant one.

She then leaned forward as Madara moved his hand out the way, for Mereoleona to do what she was going to do.

Her mouth wrapped around the tip as she began to lean further. She could smell his scent from being so close to his crowned jewels. An aroma that turned her on even more than before, juices flowing down the insides of her legs.

Going deeper, she felt this tingly feeling in the back of her throat, feeling like she was going to cough. She took her time as she suppressed her cough and went deeper, reaching the base.

Once she did, she coughed a little bit, and her eyes reddish. She looked at the saliva-coated, flesh kabob and smiled. She was in control of the most sensitive and tender part of his body, she could do whatever she wanted.

Now, all there is to do is break him.

Madara looked at the woman in front of him, trying to hold back his smirk. He knew what was going through her mind.

He was the one telling her what to do, he even got her on her knees. It was something new to her and he knew she wouldn't go for it, so she would try to take control.

It was all over her face -not yet- that she was going to try and break him, by making him beg for her services and she would have him on a leash, wrapped around her finger.

It was another battle one of them was going to lose and Mereoleona had little to no chance of winning.

She placed two hands on the wet, warm meat stick and began twisting her hands as she stroked up and down, whilst sucking the tip.

The wet slurping sounds surfaced the room as Mereoleona proceeded to try and snatch Madaras' soul.

Madara noted that she wasn't bad, she just needed a little guidance. He watched as saliva dripped on the floor and the orange hair woman who enthusiastically tried to assert dominance.

After seeing that he wasn't going to finish anytime soon, he pulled back which confused Mereoleona. He then picked her up and wrapped her legs around his waist.

She could feel Pen15, rubbing her vertical lips as he placed her on the bed. Madara then kissed her while he was aligning his Excalibur with her entrance.

He felt that she was wet and getting even wetter from his tip rubbing on her clit, sending this tingling feeling through her body.

He pushed inside of her as he felt the familiar tightness but warmer. She didn't wince or show any sign of pain, her pain tolerance was high so he shouldn't have expected anything.

He began to thrust in and out of her as pussy was convulsing and dripping with her juices. Mereoleona wrapped her legs around his waist wanting to feel every inch of him inside her.

Her nails dug into his back as she ran her hands to his lower back. The marks on his back healed along the way.

"Harder! Don't tell me this is the extent of what you can do!" Mereoleona moaned in his ear.

Madara broke from her hold and flipped her on all fours. He raised her ass and planted her face on the sheets, still inside her.

Madara smacked her ass as he began to eviscerate the cheeks. Mereoleona bit the bedsheets, restraining her moaning.

Madara gripped her hair and yanked it back close to his face, whispering in her ear.

"Use your words and tell me how good it is."

The warmth of his breath and his words sent shivers down her spine as a grin formed on her face. Using her legs, she flipped Madara on his back, mounting him.

Mereoleona put on hand on his thigh as she began to ride him. The thunderous claps were as loud as the lightning Madara created during their fight.

Madara sat up as he grabbed her waist, burying his face in her chest as he started matching her speed.

Mereoleoas' head cocked back as she felt she was going to cum again. Madara felt his stomach churn and his balls tightening as he came inside her.

The hot feeling of his cum made her reach her climax as her walls, gripped him tighter, making his cum more.

Mereoleonas' head rested on his shoulder as they caught their breath. She lifted her head, staring deeply into Madaras' eyes. The next moment, they were down each other's throats, ready for round two.

They kept at it the entire night, but Madara finally put her to sleep. Madara stared at the ceiling as Mereoleona was on top of him.

'I should buy a house.'