"You have awaken the sisters of dathomire now identify yourself by name and gender... or we'll find out the hard way" she hissed standing on a rock above youmoving her weight to one leg as her ass jiggled with her movement and her braless tits bounced under her robes. Awaiting to find out if she needed to submit to or dominate this new arival

Good, it seems you have come to sate my... need for impregnation... I sensed that within you is a potent seed that will aid our coven in surviving this dying world. I will take care of you and see your needs met while we wait for that time comes. She smiled seductively, her hand moving to rest on her hip as she waited patiently for him to comply with whatever she'd say next.

What do you desire most at this moment, Rusil?

Her words were slow and sultry as she replied, "And you have come to me..." She smiled wide, revealing perfectly white teeth. "Let us make haste then, my dear... there is little time for anything but the joining." Slipping off the rock, Merrin made her way down towards him, moving with a natural grace that spoke of years spent honing her body's movements. As she drew nearer, Rusil could see the desire burning in her eyes, and smell the muskiness of arousal coming from between her legs. She leaned in close, her breasts pressing against his chest as her hands ran up and down his arms before settling on his shoulders. "Are you ready for me?" she whispered hotly into his ear.

Her breath caught in her throat as he gripped her firmly, feeling the heat that emanated from his touch. She arched her back, pressing herself more fully against him and moaning softly into his ear before biting lightly on the lobe. His hands on her ass felt exquisite, firmer than she'd expected but somehow still soothing to the ache deep within her.

She twisted slightly, grinding her hips against his thigh as she sought greater contact with him. "Yes," she panted, "please..." Her words were barely audible over the sounds of their ragged breathing and the soft rustling of their clothing. She wanted this to go on forever; just feeling him against her like this was enough to send waves of pleasure coursing through her body. But she knew there was more to come... and sooner rather than later.

Merrin looked up

A soft moan escaped her lips as his fingers found their way to her core, seeking out the heat and wetness that was already pooling there in anticipation of him. Her body shuddered with desire, every nerve ending tingling with need. She closed her eyes, allowing herself to focus solely on the sensations coursing through her as he rubbed against her through their clothing, teasing her and building up the tension until she could barely stand it any longer.

"Yes..." she gasped, arching back into his touch again. "Please... don't stop..." Her voice was barely more than a whisper, but he must have heard her plea, because he continued his ministrations with determination and expertise that seemed to match her own growing need for release. She opened her eyes slowly, watching him as he worked his fingers against her, searching for just the right spot to bring her over the

Her world exploded in a storm of sensation as his lips met hers, and she felt the warmth of his hand slipping inside her clothes to caress her bare skin. With a gasp, she parted her lips, inviting him deeper even as he continued to fondle her most intimate places with gentle but insistent fingers. Her body arched into his touch, her hips bucking wildly against his hand as waves of pleasure washed over her in successive crests.

Her moans became more ragged and desperate now, a primal sound born of pure ecstasy that echoed through the cold, dark caves where they stood. She tangled her fingers in his hair, urging him closer even as she pushed further against his hand, seeking to intensify the incredible sensations coursing through her veins and pooling low in her belly. This felt so good... but she wanted more. She

Her vision swam with pleasure as her body arched tighter against him and she felt the heat coursing through her. "You can have me," she gasped out between moans, "just like this... just give it all to me." She let go of his hair, wrapping her arms around his neck as she lifted herself higher on her toes in a vain attempt to get even closer still. "Fill me with your seed," she panted breathlessly, "I want our child, Rusil..."

Her words were laced with such desire that he could feel the truth of them deep down in his bones. She was offering herself completely and without reservation; all she wanted was for him to take her and give her what she craved most: survival for their people through his powerful seed. And as their bodies moved together, grinding against each other in a dance of lust and need that knew no bounds, it became clear that nothing would

Her breath caught as he roughly ripped her pants away, revealing her body to him fully and with a hunger that she could taste on his lips when they met hers once more in a desperate, hungry kiss. His cock sprang free, hard and eager for her, and her legs trembled as she instinctively spread them wider to accommodate its size, feeling the warmth press against her folds even before he was fully inside her. She groaned into his mouth, the taste of him driving her mad with desire.

With a low growl, Rusil thrust forward powerfully, burying himself deep within her wet heat in one brutal stroke that made them both cry out in unison. Her body arched tight against his, welcoming his strength as he began to pound into her relentlessly. With every motion, she felt the connection growing stronger between them; their bodies joined as one as they fought for survival