Chapter 70: Before the Dawn

Leo did not pull out.

Beneath the blanket, his thick, heavy cock remained buried to the absolute hilt inside Valerie’s soaking pussy.

Valerie lay trembling beneath him, her breath coming in ragged, shuddering gasps. Her muscular legs were still locked tightly around his waist, her inner walls clamping down on his shaft in rhythmic, involuntary spasms. Each contraction milked his length, sending sweet jolts of heat straight to his spine.

Deep inside her womb, his hot seed settled, filling her cervix to capacity.

Valerie rested her cheek against his shoulder, her golden eyes half-closed in a daze of lingering ecstasy. Sweat glistened on her throat and chest, cooling slowly against the mountain air that slipped beneath the edges of the blanket.

"Leo..." Valerie whispered, her voice hoarse and soft against his skin. "You are... still so hard inside me."

Leo leaned down, kissing the side of her neck where her pulse hammered wildly.

His demonic Half-Incubus vitality gave him untamed physical endurance. Even after releasing his seed deep inside her, his cock did not soften. Instead, it pulsed with renewed heat, swelling even thicker against her tight, clamping passage.

"I am not done with you yet, Valerie," Leo murmured, his low voice vibrating against her ear.

A sharp shiver raced down Valerie’s spine. A fresh wave of wetness pooled between her thighs as her body instinctively responded to his words.

Leo shifted his weight and rolled onto his back on the bedroll, bringing Valerie with him.

Valerie gasped as she found herself sitting on top of him, straddling his hips. Leo’s thick shaft remained buried all the way inside her, pressing up into the deepest part of her heat from below.

In the faint red glow of the coals, Valerie looked breathtaking.

Her long red hair fell in wild, tangled waves over her shoulders. Her skin was flushed a deep, radiant pink, and her full breasts rose and fell with each heavy breath. Her toned stomach quivered with each tiny movement of her hips, her thighs strong and taut as she gripped his sides.

Leo placed his large hands on her hips, his thumbs resting against the curve of her waist.

"Take your time," Leo said, his dark eyes locked onto hers. "Ride me, Valerie."

Valerie swallowed hard, her golden eyes wide with desire.

She had never been on top of a man before. She had never known the intoxicating power of holding a lover beneath her, dictating the pace of their pleasure.

Placing her palms flat against Leo’s muscular chest, Valerie slowly lifted her hips.

Her tight pussy slid up along his shaft inch by inch, stretching around his thick width. She lifted herself until only the swollen head of his cock remained lodged inside her entrance, teasing her most sensitive nerve endings.

Valerie let out a shaky whimper, unable to endure the empty ache for even a second longer.

She dropped her hips back down.

His thick, rigid length slammed all the way back inside her in one smooth, breathless plunge, burying his crown straight against her cervix.

"AH...!"

Valerie threw her head back, her back arching as a jolt of pure pleasure shot through her lower belly. Her hands slid up Leo’s shoulders, her fingers digging firmly into his skin.

"Gods... Leo... you are so deep..." Valerie groaned, her hips rolling involuntarily against his pelvis.

"Keep moving," Leo encouraged, his hands tightening on her hips to guide her upward.

Valerie found her rhythm.

Using the strength in her warrior thighs, she began to lift and lower her body, sliding up and down his thick cock with increasing speed. Each downward plunge took all of him, her wet pussy gripping his shaft in a scalding, tight embrace.

The wet sound of flesh meeting flesh filled the quiet shelter.

Valerie set a wild, desperate pace. Her hips rolled in tight circles at the bottom of each stroke, grinding her clitoris directly against Leo’s pubic bone before lifting up to slide along his length again. Her breasts bounced heavily with every drop of her weight, the hardened pink peaks glistening with light sweat.

Leo looked up at her, his eyes burning with dark, primal hunger. He thrust his hips upward to meet each of her downward drops, doubling the impact and driving his thickness to the absolute root.

"Yes... right there! Leo, ahh!" Valerie cried out, her voice echoing in the room.

Her inner walls were soaking wet, her juices dripping down Leo’s shaft and coating the bedroll beneath them. The friction was unbearable in its sweetness. Every nerve in her body felt hyper-sensitive, tuned completely to the thick intruder filling her from the inside out.

Valerie rode him with all the fierce energy of an elite knight, but her cries were entirely feminine, broken and begging for more.

"Leo... I am... getting close again... it feels too good...!" Valerie sobbed, leaning forward to press her breasts against his chest as she rode him frantically.

Leo reached up with one hand, catching her chin and pulling her face down into a bruising, demanding kiss. He tasted her breath, his tongue tangling with hers while his hips bucked upward with relentless power from below.

Valerie’s thighs began to tremble violently. Her muscles locked up, and with a muffled scream into his mouth, her pussy clenched in tight, rhythmic spasms around his cock, flooding him with another soaking wave of pleasure.

She collapsed against his chest, panting heavily, her face buried in the crook of his neck.

Leo kissed her temple, smoothing back her damp red hair. His hands slid down to her thighs, gently lifting her off his hips.

Valerie let out a small, disappointed whimper as his cock slipped out of her wet channel with a soft, wet sound. The sudden coolness of the air on her dripping entrance made her shiver.

"Not yet," Leo whispered firmly. "Turn over."

Valerie looked at him with heavy, hooded eyes. Without a word of protest, she rolled onto her stomach and pushed herself up onto her hands and knees on the bedroll.

The sight of her from behind was stunning.

Her firm, rounded ass was lifted toward him, flushed and glistening with their mingled fluids. Her spine curved in a graceful arch, her shoulder blades taut and strong, while her dripping pussy remained open and swollen from their coupling.

Leo knelt directly behind her.

He gripped her waist with both hands, steadying her. Leaning forward, he pressed his chest against her back, his breath hot against her ear.

"You look incredible like this, Valerie," Leo murmured.

Valerie bit her lower lip, a deep blush rushing across her face. "Leo... do not make me wait..."

Leo aligned his rigid, pulsing crown at her entrance. With one firm, unhurried push of his hips, he drove his cock all the way back inside her from behind.

"AHHH!"

Valerie gasped loudly, her hands grabbing the coat beneath her head as her knuckles turned white.

The angle of entry from behind reached even deeper into her passage, pressing firmly against her sweet spot with every inch. Her inner walls clamped down around his shaft, welcoming him back with scalding heat.

Leo did not pause. He pulled back until only his tip remained within her folds, and then drove forward with a heavy, solid thrust.

The bedroll creaked beneath them.

Leo established a steady, punishing cadence. He gripped the curves of her hips, using his leverage to pull her back against him with every thrust. His hips slammed against her ass cheeks, driving his full length into her pussy with relentless authority.

"Ah! Ah... Leo...!" Valerie cried out, her head falling forward onto the coat. "It is... so deep... I can feel you... everywhere inside me...!"

Leo leaned over her arched back, kissing the sensitive curve of her spine. He trailed his lips up to her shoulder, lightly biting the firm muscle of her neck.

At the same time, Leo slid his left hand down between her thighs from beneath, his fingers finding her swollen, ultra-sensitive clitoris.

He began to rub his thumb in tight, circular strokes over her clit in rhythm with his deep thrusts.

Valerie’s mind completely shattered.

The dual assault of his thick cock pounding into her pussy from behind and his thumb rubbing her clitoris was overwhelming. Her hips bucked back against him wildly, meeting every single thrust with desperate need.

"Gods! Leo, no... it is too much! I cannot... ahhh!" Valerie screamed, her toes digging into the bedroll.

"Let go, Valerie," Leo growled, his pace turning furious as he pounded into her to the hilt. "Give it all to me."

Valerie’s entire body locked up like an overdrawn bow.

A violent, blinding climax tore through her core. Her pussy spasmed around Leo’s cock with crushing force, convulsing in rapid, uncontrollable waves that milked him dry.

Leo felt the intense suction of her walls clamping down around his shaft. A surge of primal heat exploded through his veins.

He drove his hips forward one final, brutal time, burying his cock to the absolute root.

With a deep, guttural roar, Leo released his second heavy wave of seed deep inside her womb. Scalding hot fluid erupted against her cervix in heavy pulses, filling her to the point of overflowing.

As their climax peaked, an overwhelming warmth surged deep into Valerie’s lower belly.

Valerie let out a long, trembling cry of pure bliss as the intense heat spread through every bone, muscle, and vein in her body. The lingering cold in her limbs vanished completely, replaced by an intoxicating, deep vitality and peace.

Her legs gave out beneath her, and she collapsed flat onto the bedroll.

Leo slowly withdrew his cock, a thick mixture of their fluids and his seed leaking out over her inner thighs. He lay down beside her, pulling her close against his chest and draping the blanket over both of their sweaty bodies.

For a long time, neither of them spoke.

The mountain wind continued to roar outside, but inside the shelter, the air was warm, peaceful, and thick with the scent of their lovemaking.

Valerie turned in his arms, resting her head against Leo’s chest. Her hand moved down to rest over her lower belly, feeling the deep, settled warmth of his seed inside her.

She rested her forehead against the curve of his shoulder, letting out a slow, quiet breath. For the first time in years, the tension had completely drained from her body.

"I have not felt warm like this in a very long time," Valerie murmured softly, her fingers resting lightly over his chest.

Leo pulled the blanket higher over her bare shoulders, his arm holding her steady against him.

"Get some sleep, Valerie," Leo said quietly. "I have the watch."

Valerie smiled, closing her eyes and pressing her face into his chest. Within minutes, her breathing slowed into a deep, peaceful sleep.

Leo held her in the quiet shelter, feeling the steady beat of her heart against his ribs.

Two hours passed in silence.

The red glow of the coals slowly faded into white ash.

Leo’s eyes opened. His disciplined internal clock never failed.

He reached out from beneath the blanket, picking up his watch from the ledge. The hands pointed to 2:30 AM.

The time had come.

Leo gently shook Valerie’s shoulder. "Valerie. Wake up."

Valerie’s golden eyes blinked open instantly. The haze of sleep vanished in a fraction of a second, replaced by the sharp, focused gaze of a seasoned vanguard knight.

She sat up, stretching her arms. Her body felt completely revitalized, a wave of clean stamina flowing through her limbs. She felt lighter, faster, and more centered than she had in years.

"It is time?" Valerie asked, her voice steady and clear.

"Two-thirty," Leo answered, sliding out from beneath the blanket. "The temperature has dropped outside. The mercenaries will be sluggish and huddled inside their tents."

They dressed quickly in the dark.

Valerie pulled on fresh undergarments and strapped on her leather riding pants, pulling her boots onto her feet. She slipped her tunic over her head, feeling the solid weight of her chestplate settle against her torso.

She strapped her gauntlets into place and reached down, picking up her greatsword from against the wall. The steel felt remarkably light in her hands, her grip steady, firm, and energized.

Leo strapped on his coat, checking the throwing knives at his wrists and securing his twin blades at his hips.

Valerie walked over to him. She adjusted the collar of his coat, looking into his dark eyes.

"We go through the front?" she asked quietly.

"Yes," Leo said. "The wind is loud and the men will be half-asleep around the fires. We take out the two guards at the gate, slip inside, and secure the wagons and witnesses before anyone can sound an alarm."

Valerie smiled faintly, resting her hand on her sword. "Silent and clean. I am ready."

Leo put out the last coals with a handful of dirt, plunging the room into darkness.

He pushed open the door.

The freezing mountain wind hit their faces, carrying light snow.

They stepped out into the night, moving like shadows down the narrow trail. Below them in the gorge, the torches of the Iron Gate flickered weakly in the storm.

Fifty-two mercenaries. Twelve supply wagons.

Leo checked his watch one last time.

It was 3:00 AM.

The hunt had begun.