Sara's massive thighs clamped around Shin's hips like a vice, her soaked folds grinding against the thick length of his cock as she pinned him to the dirt.
The ruined arena around them was already a wreck of splintered wood and torn earth, but neither cared. Their bodies were slick with sweat and her arousal, every breath ragged, every muscle coiled for the next surge of violence.
"I will win," Sara snarled, her voice thick with lust and battle-hunger. "I will defeat my god tonight." she said.
Shin's hands dug into the dense muscle of her ass, fingers bruising deep. He met her gaze without flinching, even as her wet heat slid along his shaft and threatened to break his control.
Then the two of them kissed, as the battle calmed down for an instant. Shin allowed the woman to get up, and step back.
Sara smiled, her nipples hard, and her whole body burning, as she dared say these words:
