9. Claudia

9

CLAUDIA

I kiss Saturus, hard and fierce, the thrill of the moment coursing through my veins like wildfire. He just killed a dark elf, right in front of me, and the satisfaction of it is a heady feeling I can't quite explain. It's crazy, insane even, but I can't deny the excitement that's bubbling up inside me.

"You're something else, you know that?" Saturus grins against my lips, his hands snaking around my waist to pull me closer. I can feel the heat of his body, the strength in his grip, and it sends a shiver down my spine.

Saturus presses me against the tree, his hands pinning mine above my head. The rough bark digs into my back, a stark contrast to the smooth, cool skin of his palms. I can't help but smile, a wild, feral grin that matches the pounding of my heart. The irony isn't lost on me—the same tree, the same position. Poetic justice, perhaps.

"What's so amusing?" Saturus asks, his voice a low growl that sends shivers down my spine. His eyes bore into mine, searching for answers I'm not sure I have.

"Just thinking how the tables have turned," I say, my voice barely above a whisper. I can feel the power coursing through my veins, the power he gave me. It's intoxicating, addictive. I want more. I want him.

I close my eyes, concentrating on the energy within me. When I open them again, I'm back in my own naked skin. But I don't feel vulnerable. I feel alive and powerful.

Saturus's eyes widen, his gaze roaming over my body like a physical touch. I can see the hunger in his eyes, the desire.

"Please," I beg, my voice barely recognizable. "Fuck me, Saturus."

His eyes darken, the blue and red swirling together like a storm. He leans in, his breath hot on my ear. "As you wish," he murmurs.

He grabs my thighs, his grip firm and possessive. He lifts me effortlessly, wrapping my legs around his waist. I can feel his hardening cock against my belly, and a shiver of anticipation runs through me. I have no idea when he removed his garments, but I don't care. All I want is him, here and now.

"You drive me crazy, you know that?" he growls, his voice a low rumble.

"Good," I whisper, a smirk playing on my lips.

"I'm going to fuck you, Claudia. Right here, right now. And I'm not going to be gentle."

"Then, fuck me, Saturus."

He doesn't need any more encouragement. He thrusts into me, filling me completely. I gasp, my nails digging into his shoulders as he begins to move. He fucks me with an absolute hunger, his hips moving in a rhythm that's wild and untamed.

I can feel the pleasure building within me, a wild, burning need that threatens to consume me. I cling to him, my legs tightening around his waist as he drives into me again and again. The world around us fades away, leaving only the two of us and the raw, primal desire that binds us together.

"Harder," I pant, my voice a ragged whisper. "Please, Saturus. I need more."

He growls, his grip on my thighs tightening as he obliges. The pleasure is intense, almost too much to bear. But I want it. I want him. I want everything he has to give.

And so, he gives it to me. He fucks me against the tree, his body claiming mine. And I love every second of it.

As he continues to thrust into me, each movement sends waves of pleasure through my body, a harsh voice cuts through the haze.

"What in the gods' names is going on here?"

My eyes fly open to see two dark elves standing a few feet away, their swords drawn and pointed at us. Shame and humiliation wash over me, but there's something else too—a thrill, an excitement that I can't quite explain.

Saturus doesn't miss a beat. He picks me up, turns me around and faces me toward the dark elves, my back pressed against his chest. He's immediately inside me again and I can feel every inch of him as he fills me.

"Well, well, well," he drawls, his voice a low rumble in my ear. "Look what we have here."

The dark elves exchange a glance, their expressions a mix of shock and disgust.

Saturus chuckles, the sound vibrating through his chest and into my back. His hands roam over my body, cupping my breasts, and pinching my nipples. I gasp, my body arching into his touch, and I can see the dark elves' eyes widen in response.

"You're sick," the other dark elf growls, taking a step forward. His sword is still raised, and I can see the muscles in his arm tensing, ready to strike.

Saturus just laughs, thrusting into me again, hard and deep. I can't help but cry out, my body trembling with pleasure.

One dark elf snarls. Saturus grips me tightly as he continues to fuck me.

The dark elves lunge forward, their swords glinting in the dim light. Saturus doesn't even flinch. He just laughs, the sound low and menacing.

And then, in a blink of an eye, the dark elves' heads separate from their bodies, a clean cut as if an invisible blade had sliced through them. I scream again, but this time, it's not in pain. It's in ecstasy.

Blood splashes on my face, warm and wet, and I can feel it trickling down my skin. I reach up, touching the elven blood, my fingers coming away red. I bring them to my clit, rubbing quick circles as Saturus continues to plow into me.

The sensation is overwhelming, the sex, the blood, the satisfaction of seeing my tormentors die. It all mixes together, sending me spiraling towards an orgasm that's more intense than anything I've ever felt before.

"Fuck, Claudia," Saturus growls, his grip on my hips tightening as he fucks me harder, faster.

I can't respond, can't even think straight. I'm lost in the pleasure, the ecstasy, the sheer insanity of it all. I can feel my orgasm building, growing, threatening to consume me.

And then, it hits me. I scream, my body convulsing as waves of pleasure crash over me. I can feel Saturus coming too, his cock pulsing inside me as he fills me with his seed.

The world around me fades away, the pleasure too intense, too overwhelming. And then, everything goes black.