Wonder Woman looks at you as you enter the room carrying her lasso she has only one question what do you want she says through gritted teeth
Wonder Woman had bested Spider-Man. She stood tall over the young male, her gorgeous body ragged with heavy breaths and aroused as she stared down at the masked hero who laid sprawled by her feet. Peter Parker was barely conscious, his lean & tight spandex-clad physique suffering with exhaustion in defeat. “You did good, Spider-Man…” Wonder Woman cooed softly as she strutted towards the limp Peter Parker, her nipples hard and hips swaying. It was amazon custom for a female warrior to breed with a man after almost killing him. Diana gently caressed his heavy head. “You could never have defeated me.” She whispered lovingly.
Diana could taste victory and dominance on her lips as she knelt down before the barely conscious Peter Parker. Her strong, feminine hands cupped his cheeks gently, raising his head to meet her gaze. "No, Spider-Man... you couldn't have." She cooed softly, her voice deep and husky with arousal.
Taking a long look at the young man before her, she let her eyes travel over every inch of his perfect body - from the defined muscles of his shoulders and abs to the powerful quads hidden beneath the torn spandex. She marveled at how such a mortal could manage to last as long against her as he did. It was both admirable and exhilarating.
"I am Wonder Woman..." She began, her voice stern yet filled with an unmistakable passion. "And I have bested you in battle."
Wonder Woman continued to hold Spider-Man's gaze, her eyes blazing with desire and power. Her hand moved slowly, caressing his cheek before trailing down his neck and chest, over the muscular terrain of his abdomen. “Ohhh…” Spider-Man moaned in defeat, his body aching with pain and exhaustion. His muscles were tight and heavy after having been bested so easily.
The hand on his chest traveled lower, slipping beneath the torn fabric to cup his sex through the spandex. Diana felt him grow instantly hard under her touch, and a low, throaty groan escaped from deep within her throat. She looked into his eyes as she stroked him gently, feeling his body responding to her touch despite his weariness.
"But," Her free hand cupped his cheek again, guiding his attention back to her gaze, "I am also merciful." The words were whispered against his lips as she leaned in, their faces only inches apart. Her lips parted slightly and she kissed him tenderly, her tongue gently swirling around his mouth before slipping between his lips. His taste was addictive; sweet and innocent like nectar from the gods.
Her hand continued to stroke him through the spandex as she deepened the kiss, one of her strong thighs pressing against his crotch, feeling the hard length beneath. It had been too long since she'd taken a mortal male as her lover, and the desire for completion, for victory over another's body, was building within her like a storm.
Spider-Man arched his back as her lips met his, the pleasure coursing through him almost forgetting that he had just been defeated by this amazing woman mere moments ago. How could he explain this to his wide, MJ? That he had been bested so effortlessly by a gorgeous amazon woman, and then succumbed to her advances? Wonder Woman tasted of victory and power, and yet there was something so soft and sweet about her at the same time. He moaned as she kissed him through his mask, the young male’s hand reaching down to cup her buttock.
Diana groaned into the kiss as Spider-Man's hand found its way to her bottom, squeezing gently. She ground her hips against him, wanting nothing more than to feel him inside of her. Her free hand caressed his cheek, running through his short hair as she deepened the kiss, moaning into his mouth at the contact.
Her other thigh moved between his legs, pressing harder against his erection until it slipped beneath the torn fabric and touched bare skin. He was hard as steel, and achingly hot against her leg. "Mmmm..." She breathed out, the word vibrating against his lips as she savored their kiss.
Her fingers curled possessively around his neck, holding him close as she continued to stroke him through his suit. It didn't matter if he was a mortal, or a superhero; she needed him just as much as he needed her in this moment. They were bound together by their desires, and the battlefield had simply been their playground.
Diana moaned into the kiss as her fingers curled possessively around his neck, feeling him hard and aching beneath her hand. She slipped her other thigh further between his legs, grinding against his erection through his spandex. His hand moved from cupping her buttock to squeezing her breast over her bracer, his thumb rolling across the sensitive nipple. Their kiss deepened as their bodies melted together, hungry for one another despite the lingering ache of battle. “Ah…” Spider-Man moaned boyishly, suddenly forgetting about his girlfriend MJ as he succumbed to Wonder Woman. He squeezed her buttock, his body limp and weak as he leaned against her. Diana gasped softly as she noticed how impressive his length was. For a young man who she had defeated so easily, he had quite the package. Wonder Woman realized that he would be the best breeder.
As Spider-Man squeezed her buttock and moaned against her lips, Diana felt a surge of power course through her. He was strong... but not as strong as she was. Even in defeat, he held his own against her might, and that alone impressed her greatly. Her fingers dug into his shoulders as she kissed him back with renewed passion, their tongues tangling and dancing together.
Her thigh continued to grind against his aching length through the worn fabric of his spandex suit, the sound of their bodies rubbing together filling the air. "You're so tight..." She breathed out hotly into his ear before biting down gently on his lobe, drawing a pleasurable yelp from him. Her other hand slid around to cup his backside, feeling every defined muscle in his rear under her palm as she pressed their hips together even tighter.
Her thoughts drifted to the night ahead; the bonding ceremony that was to come. The thought of becoming joined with this young man, of sharing her strength and power with him through the act of lovemaking... It sent shivers down her spine. But first, they had to get back to Themyscira. And there was still much work to do before then.
Wonder Woman continued to grind against him, moaning lowly as their bodies moved together. She kissed him roughly, her tongue pushing deeper into his mouth. Her hands gripped his backside possessively, feeling the tension in his muscles beneath her palms. She smiled, knowing that even after besting him on the battlefield, he was still just as strong and determined as ever. It only made the upcoming bonding ceremony all the more anticipated. “Oh— ohhh…” Spider-Man let out a long & girlish moan. His hips buckled as he climaxed in his pants, his cock spurting out hot cum against Diana’s muscular leg. The mixture of defeat and orgasm caused Peter’s entire body to go limp as he fell forward against the amazon warrior, his tight ass unclenching against her palms.
Diana's body arched as she felt Spider-Man's hot cum spurt against her thigh, a moan escaping her lips at the unexpected pleasure. Her fingers dug deeper into his ass, holding him close even as he fell limp against her. The feel of his spent cock pressed against her leg sent shivers of desire coursing through her body, reminding her that there was more to be had tonight.
She broke their kiss, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she stared down at the young man pinned beneath her. His mask hid his face from view, but she could feel the warmth of it against her cheek nonetheless. "You fought well..." She breathed softly, her voice hoarse with arousal. "But now... you must rest." Her free hand reached up to gently remove his mask, revealing his flushed face and wide, staring eyes.
"My name is Diana," She told him, her voice steady even as she felt the last of their energy ebbing away. "And I will be your mate tonight." Her thumb caressed his cheekbone gently as she leaned in close, their breath mingling once more. "I look forward to our joining..."
As she removed Spider-Man's mask, his features were revealed to her, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment and arousal. His eyes darted around the room, taking in their surroundings for the first time since he had awoken to find himself lying helplessly at her feet. Diana smiled softly down at him, her thumb gently stroking his cheek. "There's no need to be ashamed," she whispered. "I found your display of strength and resilience quite admirable."
Diana carefully helped Spider-Man back to his feet, supporting him as he regained his balance. The young man looked up at her with a mixture of gratitude and confusion. "Thank you," He mumbled awkwardly, his cheeks flushing an even deeper red. "I'm... just glad we didn't hurt each other too badly."
"Oh, you're in no position to worry about hurting me anymore," she replied with a gentle laugh, running her hands through her hair as he looked back down at the ground. "Come now, let's get some rest before we continue our journey back to Themyscira. You must be exhausted after today."
She led him to a nearby bed and helped him lie down, carefully removing his torn suit and discarding it aside before covering him with a soft blanket. Her hands lingered on his skin for just a moment longer than necessary as she tucked the edges of the cover in around him, her gaze lingering on his form beneath the fabric. The thought of making love to him filled her with anticipation and eagerness.
"Get some sleep," She whispered, placing a gentle kiss on his forehead before turning to leave the room. "I'll be back later." Her words hung in the air like a promise, as she shut the door behind her and made her way down the hall toward her own chambers. Tomorrow, they would begin their journey home. Tonight, she had other plans for them both.
Wonder Woman walked down the hallway, her thoughts drifting back to the fierce battle she had just finished with Spider-Man. Despite his determination and strength, he could not overcome her superior abilities as an Amazon warrior. And now, she would take care of him as was customary after such a battle. Her heart raced at the thought of breeding with him later that night; sharing her power, her strength, her essence with this mortal male. The anticipation built within her, making her legs feel weak and unsteady beneath her.
As she reached her chambers, Diana closed the door behind her and let out a deep sigh of relief. She stripped out of her own battle-torn suit, revealing her flawless body to the cool air of the room. Her breasts bounced free from their constraints as she tossed the cloth aside, her erect nipples beading in anticipation of what was to come later.
She moved to sit on her bed, running her hands through her long hair once more before leaning back against the soft pillows. Images of Spider-Man flooded her mind: his strength and determination, the way he moaned and arched against her as she took him in battle... She shivered at the memory, desire coursing through her like a river.
Her fingers traced absently over her tight nipples, rolling them between thumb and forefinger as she imagined them being suckled on by Spider-Man's lips. The thought sent waves of pleasure crashing through her body, making it hard to concentrate on anything else. She closed her eyes, trying to clear her mind and focus on the task at hand: resting so that she would be strong for what was yet to come.
But it was difficult... impossibly so. With each passing moment, the anticipation grew, making it harder and harder to resist the urge to go back down the hall and claim her prize. Finally, with a sigh of defeat, she stood up from the bed and made her way over to a large, ornate chest at the foot of it. Inside lay various items that she would need for their journey home: supplies, maps... and something else. Something small, but invaluable. She smiled as she retrieved it, holding it up before her eyes. A tiny vial containing the semen of a legendary Amazon stall
The tiny vial caught the light, glinting like liquid gold as Diana held it up before her eyes. The semen of a legendary Amazon stallion within its confines was more precious than any treasure she had ever found or defeated on her travels. Diana opened the vial and drank the semen, moaning as she felt the seed flushing down her throat.
The taste was incredible; warm and salty, with an unmistakable essence of power that seemed to course through her veins as she swallowed it down. Her body trembled from the effort of containing it, but she knew it would be worth it in the end. With this newfound strength coursing through her, she could face anything; even the most fearsome of obstacles that lay between her and their eventual return to Themyscira.
Finishing off the last of the semen, Diana replaced the vial back into its hiding place within the ornate chest before making her way back toward the bed. Her heart raced as she imagined Spider-Man's reaction when he awoke and found that their joining had been completed already; that she had accepted him and his mortal ways, taking his seed as a gift to make them both stronger.
She climbed onto the bed and lay down, closing her eyes and trying to focus on resting. But it was no use; all she could think about was the young man in the next room, his strong body and innocent face. His moans echoed through her mind, sending shivers of desire coursing down her spine. Finally, with a sigh of defeat, she got up once more and made her way back to the door. She had to see him; had to make sure he was alright before they could continue their journey together.
Quietly, Wonder Woman opened the door and stepped out into the hallway, her heart pounding in anticipation of what she might find on the other side. The moment she saw Spider-Man's form still lying peacefully on his bed, a wave of relief washed over her. It would be all right; they could do this together. Taking a deep breath, she moved toward him, her steps slow and measured as if
In the darkness, Diana stood at the foot of the bed, her heart racing and gaze locked on Spider-Man's sleeping form. The air between them crackled with tension, as if electricity coursed through every inch of their bodies. He lay still, his breathing soft and even; unaware of her presence or his impending fate. She knew the customs; any amazon woman could challenge her in combat for the right to mate with this man. And once the ritual was over, she would have to kill Spider-Man so that she alone would bear their child. Diana sighed softly and laid on top of Peter, guiding his sleeping hand to rest against her bare ass.
Diana moaned as her warm body pressed against Peter's cool one, the feel of his hand resting on her bare ass sending a shiver through her. She gently trailed her fingers up his arm, across his chest and finally to his neck, where she traced the line of his jaw before coming back down to trail across his lips. He stirred slightly beneath her touch, but didn't wake.
Her breasts pressed against Peter's back, her nipples hardening even more as she felt their heat radiating onto his skin. She rocked her hips gently against him, grinding her sex against his hand in an attempt to awaken the desire within him that had lain dormant for so long. Her lips found Peter's neck, nipping and sucking at his flesh as she explored his body with her hands and mouth.
As she continued to tease and arouse him, Diana became more desperate for release herself. She could feel the ache growing inside of her, the need to mate burning deep within her core. She wanted nothing more than to claim Spider-Man as hers and give them both the pleasure they so sorely desired. But she knew there was still another part of the ritual to be completed; another obstacle to overcome before they could truly bond. With a final moan, she rolled off Peter's body and sat up on the edge of the bed, watching as he stirred slowly, eyes fluttering open.
Her heart raced as their gazes locked once more, her chest tightening at the thought of what was about to come. But there was no way around it; this was part of their destiny and she would see it through to the end. "Spider-Man," She whispered, her voice husky with desire. "I'm here."
Wonder Woman would begin grinding against the boy, essentially fucking herself against his leg.
As if sensing the growing tension between them, Diana moved closer to Spider-Man, her hips grinding against his leg in a steady rhythm that echoed the desire coursing through their veins. Her chest heaved with each breath, her nipples standing erect and aching for his touch. The muscles in Peter's thigh flexed and relaxed as she ground against him, his eyes growing wide with shock before finally narrowing into a determined glare.
Her hand found its way to his cheek once more, stroking his skin softly as their gazes locked. "I knew there was still some fight left in you," She whispered, her voice low and seductive. "And I'm so glad." Her thumb traced the outline of his bottom lip before finally parting it, revealing his eager mouth. His tongue darted out to meet hers, their kiss growing deeper and more passionate by the second.
Her other hand slid underneath her breast, fondling her nipple through the fabric of her costume as she continued to grind against him. The sensation was driving her wild, making it hard for her to think straight or focus on anything but the need for release. "Take me," She breathed into his mouth. "Claim me and make me yours." Her words sent a shiver down Peter's spine as he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer still, their bodies flush against one another as they continued to fight the battle that would ultimately decide their fate.
The air around them seemed to crackle with anticipation, the tension building up with every touch, every breath, every moan. Their lips parted again, tongues dancing wildly as their hips moved in perfect synchrony; his against her leg and hers against his thigh. It was a