Chapter 2021: Epic Duel

A small gasp escaped before she could stop it. Her eyes narrowed with immediate anger at the lapse while her thighs tightened around his hips, holding him inside her as she adjusted to the thick length stretching her core.

Their first duel had taught Black Fang how quickly his offense could steal both her pace and her voice. She remembered every shameful sound, every moment her body had answered him without her permission. Tonight she intended to keep command of both.

Quinlan watched the woman above him settle onto every inch of his cock.

"Mmh~" His approval came muffled through the gag.

"Touching is still forbidden."

He only just now realized that his hands had begun to leave their place beneath his head, such was the mesmerizing effect this woman had on his brain. With a muffled sigh, he returned them.

Black Fang rose until only his head remained inside her, then brought herself down in one smooth stroke.

*Schlick.*

Her ponytail snapped behind her. The next stroke came harder, her hips striking his as she began to ride him with the same ruthless focus she brought to everything else.

Quinlan’s grin faded into open appreciation.

Each descent took him to the root, her wet core squeezing along his shaft before releasing him again. Black Fang kept her back straight and her pace measured, denying him even the smallest excuse to interfere while her breasts moved beneath the black silk.

A pleased sound came through the panties as his gaze followed the movement of her breasts.

Black Fang leaned forward and pushed the damp fabric deeper into his mouth with two fingers.

"You were told to be silent."

"HM!" Quinlan’s complaint was instantaneous. He’d only been expressing his approval, and she’d reprimanded him for that too.

Raising her hips until his manhood was fully exposed to the cruel, cold air, she decreed, "For an unruly, wild beast, incapable of listening to reason, those animalistic sounds you make are the most effective way of communication."

Her decree finished, she rode him harder.

*Slap. Schlick. Slap.*

The wet impacts carried into the open sky. Black Fang’s breathing deepened above him, measured inhales turning rough whenever his cock dragged across the place that had defeated her discipline during their first night together.

She trapped the next sound behind clenched teeth, although her pace still broke for half a stroke.

Quinlan’s hips rose to meet the next descent by instinct.

She stopped with him buried inside her.

"That was movement."

"Mmf..." he tried to explain through the panties.

This unruly beast was not to be domesticated!

The currents beneath Quinlan’s shoulders and heels hardened as he claimed leverage. His arms stayed folded beneath his head, his posture so relaxed that the promise in his eyes became an insult.

Then his hips pistoned upward.

*SLAM!*

The thrust drove him to her deepest point and lifted Black Fang from the wind. A sharp gasp escaped her in surprise. Anger flashed through her violet eyes at the second lapse, but her knees found the currents again before he could take over.

"You were told to control yourself."

His grin remained visible around the panties.

<Make me,> he spoke directly into her mind, then shoved into her folds again.

Black Fang caught the impact with one palm against his chest, lowered her weight, and slammed herself down to meet the next thrust.

"I’ll show you..."

Their hips collided hard enough to send a wet crack across the empty sky.

*Clap!*

Neither yielded.

Quinlan kept his hands beneath his head while his lower body drove into her, long strokes hammering upward each time she tried to rise. Black Fang answered by riding down harder, taking him to the root and twisting her hips against him before his next thrust could throw her rhythm apart.

*Whap. Schlk. Whap.*

Her core squeezed him in retaliation.

The sudden pressure dragged a rough sound through the panties in his mouth. Black Fang bore down with all her weight, grinding her clit against his pelvis to deny him the distance he needed for another strike.

Quinlan merely shortened his strokes.

His cock pounded into her from below without leaving the tight heat of her core, quick, powerful thrusts that broke through her attempt to smother his movement. Black Fang held on and rolled her hips against each one, turning every impact back upon him.

*Schlk-schlk-schlk-schlk!*

Their combined fluids ran down his shaft and scattered from the violence of their collisions. The wind caught the glistening droplets and carried them away through the clouds, leaving them to fall toward the dark forest far below.

Black Fang’s breathing came apart first, but she forced every rough breath through her nose and kept her mouth sealed. Pleasure gathered behind the violet mark low on her womb, making it pulse beneath her skin while her thighs trembled around his hips.

When Quinlan’s cock swelled inside her, she tightened around him, trying to hold him at the root under the full strength of her body.

He thrust through her hold.

*Thud!*

Her eyes widened, and she answered by slamming down with enough force to stop him for one precious heartbeat.

"I’ll defeat you," she decreed through gritted teeth.

Quinlan’s eyes laughed up at her.

<Perhaps one day, young lady.>

The final exchange came together. He drove upward while she came down, both committing everything to the same collision.

*SCHLAP!*

Black Fang locked around him.

A rough groan tore through Quinlan’s gag as his cock began to pulse. The first burst of seed flooded her womb, hot and heavy, followed by another that made the violet mark flare beneath her skin.

"Hngh..." One broken gasp escaped Black Fang before she sealed her mouth again as the climax seized her body.

The raw blessing poured into Black Fang while his seed kept coming, filling her up. Her core clenched hard enough to milk every remaining pulse from him as her own climax broke loose, holding them together above the clouds while both bodies refused to surrender an inch.

Her whole body shuddered above him. More of their fluids spilled from their joined bodies and rained toward the forest beneath them.

Through all of it, Quinlan’s arms remained folded beneath his head.

He had fought her without using his hands.

Black Fang pulled the panties from his mouth and kept them clenched in one fist. She remained seated over him while the final tremors passed through her body, his manhood still hard inside her.

"The correction is complete," she declared.

"Did it work?"

"No. You remain terribly insufferable."

His grin returned in full.

"Another lesson, then?"

Black Fang straightened above him. Her violet eyes held his as she began to move again.

"It’s not a lesson. We’re fighting."

"Anything but admitting that we’re fucking like rabbits because we enjoy it." Quinlan nodded with grave sincerity. "Got it."

"..." Black Fang’s head tilted, her eyes beginning to swirl with a promise of overwhelming violence.

Quinlan’s lips trembled wryly. "Why in the Goddess’s Sexy Lacy Panties did I have to say that?"

*SLAM!*

...

By the time dawn spread across the clouds beneath them, Ayame was calling through [Master’s Link].

<Sis, can you stop screwing my hopeless husband already? Breakfast is ready.>