They lost track of time, their bodies moving in perfect sync. The Shadow Realm seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them, lost in their own world of pleasure.
When they finally came down from their high, Sirzechs set her down gently, his hands lingering on her waist.
"Still think I’ve gotten too good?" he asked with a smirk.
Scathach’s lips curved into a satisfied smile. "I think you’re just getting started," she replied, pulling him down for another kiss.
"I want to be on top now."
She led him to a relatively clear patch of ground with silver grass making the earth soft, pushing him down onto his back. She straddled him, sinking down onto his still-hard cock.
"Ride me...Sacth," he Said in a heated voice, his hands gripping her hips.
"With pleasure, My love." she replied, beginning to move. She set a punishing pace, her body rising and falling on his shaft with practiced ease.
Her breasts bounced with each movement, and Sirzechs reached up to cup them, his thumbs brushing against her hardened nipples.
"That’s it," he groaned. "Ride me hard. Make yourself cum on my cock."
Scathach obliged, grinding her hips against him in a circular motion that had them both seeing stars. She leaned forward, changing the angle and hitting that special spot inside her.
"Right there!" she cried out. "Don’t stop! I’m going to cum!"
"Cum for me," he urged, his fingers digging into her hips. "Cum all over my cock like a good little girl."
His words were her undoing. She screamed his name as her orgasm crashed over her, her body convulsing around him. Sirzechs followed her moments later, his own release triggered by hers.
Than after some moments she felt his cock inside her pussy getting hard again and heard his voice.
"Ready for more, my warrior queen?" he asked, his hand coming up to cup her cheek.
"Always," she replied, capturing his lips in a passionate kiss. "But this time, I want to try something different."
She broke the kiss and maneuvered onto her hands and knees, presenting herself to him once again. "From behind," she instructed, looking over her shoulder with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "But I want you to hold my hands while you fuck me."
Sirzechs’s eyebrows raised in surprise, but he complied eagerly. He positioned himself behind her, entering her in one smooth motion that drew a satisfied moan from both of them.
He then reached forward, capturing her wrists in his strong grip and pulling her arms back slightly.
"Like this?" he asked, his voice thick with desire.
"Perfect," she breathed, pushing back against him. "Now fuck me hard. Make me scream your name."
He didn’t need further encouragement. Sirzechs began to move, his strokes deep and powerful. The new position allowed him to penetrate her even more deeply, and Scathach cried out with each thrust.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
The sound of their bodies colliding echoed through the Shadow Realm, mingling with their heavy breathing and moans of pleasure.
"How is that?" he grunted, his grip tightening on her wrists. "You like being fucked outside on all fours by me?"
"YESSS!" she screamed, her body convulsing around him as waves of pleasure washed over her. "I’m your bitch! Who will spread her legs wherever and whenever for you!"
Their coupling grew more frantic, more desperate. Sirzechs pulled her up slightly, changing the angle and hitting that special spot inside her.
"Right there!" she cried out. "I’m cumming! I’m going to cum!"
"Cum for me," he urged, his fingers digging into her wrists. "Cum while being fucked from behind."
She screamed his name as her orgasm crashed over her, her body convulsing around him. Sirzechs followed her moments later, his own release triggered by hers.
They collapsed in a heap of limbs, their bodies slick with sweat and other fluids. The Shadow Realm’s cold wind was a welcome relief against their heated skin.
"I think I’m going to need a break," Scathach admitted, her voice barely a whisper.
"Me too," Sirzechs agreed, pulling her into his arms. "But don’t worry. We’ll have plenty of time to continue this later."
She snuggled against him, a contented smile on her face. "I’m holding you to that," she murmured before drifting off to sleep.
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After joining his Peerage as his Knight, Scathach experienced a remarkable transformation.
The Evil Piece harmonized perfectly with her body and soul, causing her already monstrous abilities to rise to even greater heights.
Her race evolved into that of a Devil, granting her access to demonic power while preserving the overwhelming physical prowess she had cultivated throughout countless years of battle.
Her affinity for magic increased dramatically.
The vast reserves of demonic power flowing through her body complemented her mastery of runes, allowing her to wield both martial and magical techniques with even greater efficiency than before.
Most importantly, her already terrifying physique received another enhancement.
The God Slayer, who had once stood among the strongest warriors in existence, became even stronger.
Naturally, Scathach’s first reaction to this newfound power was exactly what Sirzechs expected.
She challenged him to a duel.
Again.
And again.
And again.
The sparring grounds of the Gremory territory became their battlefield for weeks afterward.
Their clashes shook mountains.
Their weapons collided with enough force to send shockwaves across the landscape.
Servants and Peerage members quickly learned to avoid the training grounds whenever the two decided to "have a friendly spar."
More often than not, the result remained the same.
Scathach would push him to his limits.
Sirzechs would eventually emerge victorious.
And Scathach would immediately demand a rematch.
Yet despite her complaints, the smile on her face only grew brighter with each battle.
For her, there was no greater joy than crossing weapons with the man she loved.
Of course, their competition did not end on the battlefield.
After years of suppressing her feelings while stubbornly refusing to acknowledge them, Scathach was no longer willing to hold herself back.
The proud Queen of the Land of Shadows became surprisingly affectionate whenever they were alone together.
Much to Sirzechs’ amusement, the fearsome God Slayer who could face armies without blinking would occasionally become possessive whenever other women monopolized his attention.
Their relationship deepened rapidly.
Years of companionship, trust, and mutual respect blossomed into genuine love.
For perhaps the first time in her long life, Scathach allowed herself to put down her spear and simply enjoy being a woman beside the man she had chosen.
And although she would never admit it aloud, she found that those quiet moments spent in his arms were every bit as precious as their fiercest battles.
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