She began to grind against me with slow, agonizingly deliberate circular motions. Every rotation of her hips forced my length deeper into her heat, the friction of her wet walls tight against me. Her internal muscles pulsed in a rhythmic squeeze, a silent testament to her years of mana control now being used for pure, unadulterated pleasure.
"You... you're a lot more than a maidservant, Deborah," I managed to grunt, my hands digging into her hips to pull her down harder.
She let out a low, vibrating hum of satisfaction, her pace quickening. The soft sounds of our bodies joining filled the room, punctuated by her increasingly frantic gasps. She wasn't the composed, clinical mage from the square anymore; she was a woman possessed, riding me with a desperation that threatened to break my resolve in minutes.
"More," she whispered, her eyes fluttering shut as she hit her stride. "Give me more of your power, Lord Karl. Fill me..."
I bet she expected me to give her devine sex. A good fuck worth of the Lord of Convergence. I do been with many girls on earth before.
"I will give you a night worthy of my name," I growled, my voice vibrating deep in my chest.
I locked my hands around her back, pulling her slender frame flush against mine until her breasts were crushed against my chest. I buried my face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent as I began to thrust. I wasn't just moving; I was driving into her with a precision that targeted every nerve ending she possessed. My hips became a relentless piston, meeting her grinding heat with a power that forced a high-pitched, broken wail from her lips.
Every time I bottomed out, I felt her internal muscles clench in a desperate attempt to hold onto me. I cycled through everything I knew—shifting our weight to change the angle, finding the exact rhythm that made her toes curl and her eyes roll back into her head.
I gripped her hips and pushed her back onto the pillows, flipping the power dynamic in an instant. She lay there, flushed and breathless, looking up at me with eyes that were hazy with a primal, unchecked lust. It was clear the High Summoners of Vandera lived lives of rigid discipline; she was reacting like a woman who had been starving and had finally been offered a feast.
"You asked if I could handle you, Deborah," I said, my voice dropping to a predatory growl. "But the real question is—can you handle me?"
I knelt between her trembling thighs and took my cock in my hand. Back on Earth, I'd been proud of my eight inches, but here, infused with the mana of the Convergence, it felt even more imposing—thick, pulsing with heat, and carved like marble. I began to drag the head of my shaft along the swollen, wet silk of her pussy lips, moving up and down in a slow, torturous tease.
"You like that, don't you?" I whispered.
Deborah let out a broken whimper, her fingers reaching down to spread her pussy lips into a perfect, inviting 'V'. The sight of her pink, glistening core bared to me was enough to make my vision swim.
"Please... I want the Lord to fill me," she pleaded, her usual composure completely shattered. "Stop teasing me and slide it in. All of it."
"I'm not just the Lord of Convergence, Deborah," I said, leaning over her until our chests were inches apart. "In this bed, I'm the Lord of everything you feel."
I pushed inside her. I went slowly at first, letting her body stretch and accommodate the sheer girth of me. The friction was incredible—like sliding into warm velvet that was vibrating with electricity.
"Ah... ah, Lord Karl," she gasped, her eyes rolling back as she felt the depth of the entry. "Move slowly... I've never... I've never felt anything this big."
But the more she tightened around me, the more my instinct took over. I began to increase the pace, my thrusts becoming heavy and rhythmic. I pulled her body flush against mine, the weight of her heavy breasts crushing against my chest, their nipples rubbing against my skin with every move. Her legs locked around my waist, pulling me deeper, her nails digging deep furrows into the muscles of my back as she arched her spine.
"Yes! Just like that!" she moaned into my mouth as I kissed her, our breath mingling in a hot, frantic exchange. "Don't stop... fill me with your seed! Claim me!"
She wasn't just looking for pleasure; she was looking for a legacy. She wanted the essence of the Convergence inside her, a biological bond to match the spiritual one.
Her legs snapped shut around the small of my back, her ankles locking behind me like a vice to ensure I couldn't pull away. She was holding me captive in the heat of her, her body arching off the mattress as she sought the maximum depth of every stroke.
The sensation was overwhelming. Her pussy, already incredibly snug, began to ripple and contract with a life of its own. It was as if she were a living creature trying to swallow me whole, her walls tightening in a rhythmic, desperate pulse that told me she was right on the edge of the abyss.
"Karl... I'm... I'm going to—!" she choked out, her voice breaking into a high, melodic sob.
She hit her climax first. I felt the internal explosion as her muscles seized around me, a series of frantic, electric shudders that sent waves of heat up my spine. Her head thrashed against the pillow, her silver hair fanning out like a silk web as she screamed into the quiet of the room, her body trembling with the sheer force of a high-mage's orgasm.
The "Shared Sensation" pact meant I didn't just see her climax; I felt the white-hot burst of it in my own mind. That psychic jolt was the final trigger I needed.
I let out a guttural, primal roar, my body tensing as I delivered one final, bone-deep thrust. I bottomed out against the entrance of her womb and stayed there, my heart hammering against my ribs as I emptied myself into her. I felt the hot, thick pulse of my seed filling her, a heavy drenching of "Divine" essence that made her let out one last, long, dragging moan of pure completion.
We stayed like that for a long time, locked together in the dark, the only sound the frantic thudding of our twin heartbeats and the crackle of the dying fire.