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She clenched her inner walls tightly around the head of his cock, pulsing rhythmically.

“Now it’s my turn to make *you* suffer.”

For the next several minutes, she really tortured him beautifully.

Sometimes she would ride him with long, powerful strokes… rising until only the tip remained, then slamming down hard, letting him feel the full depth of her tight, greedy pussy. Sol would groan in relief, his hands squeezing her ass, only for her to suddenly stop moving the moment he started enjoying it too much.

Other times she would sit fully impaled on him and simply rock in tiny, maddening circles, grinding her clit against his pelvis while refusing to give him any real thrusting.

“Zephyra… please,” Sol finally rasped, his voice cracking with need. His cock was painfully hard, twitching and leaking inside her.

“Please?” She arched a perfect brow, looking down at him with mock surprise. “The Divine One is begging now? How delicious.”

She leaned back, bracing her hands on his thighs behind her, giving him an unobstructed view of his cock disappearing into her soaked pussy and her heavy breasts bouncing with every shallow movement. The cyan tattoos on her body seemed to glow brighter with her rising arousal and power.

“You want me to ride you properly?” she asked sweetly, still moving in those tiny, torturous circles. “Then tell me how much you need it. Tell the High Shaman how badly you want to fill her again.”

Sol’s eyes burned with a dangerous mix of lust and frustration. “You’re really pushing it…”

“Am I?” Zephyra’s smile turned sharper. She rose once more and this time stayed up, only the tip of his cock kissing her entrance. She reached down and stroked the slick, veined length of his shaft with long, slow pumps of her hand while refusing to let him back inside her fully.

“Zephyra… fuck!” Sol’s hips bucked hard, but she easily controlled the movement with her strong thighs.

“Good, that’s what I want” she purred, eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “I want you to feel even a fraction of what you made me feel. That helpless, burning need. That ache that makes you want to beg.”

She straightened up again, arching her back dramatically as she rode him. One hand slid up her own body, cupping one heavy breast and pinching her nipple while she watched his reaction closely.

“Tell me, Sol,” she said, voice dropping into a sultry command. “How does it feel knowing the woman you just ruined is now using your cock for her own pleasure? That I can keep you like this for as long as I wish?”

Sol let out a low, frustrated growl, his hands sliding up to grip her waist. “You’re really pushing your luck here.”

Zephyra only laughed softly and changed her rhythm again… this time into slow, deep bounces that made her ass slap lightly against his thighs, but still not fast enough to satisfy the growing fire inside him.

“Perhaps,” she admitted, her own breath becoming slightly uneven from how good he felt inside her. “But I am enjoying myself far too much to stop. You are so thick… so hot. I never knew it could feel this satisfying. Maybe I should have done this decades ago,” talking she suddenly stopped here, “but isn’t it strange that I have never seen other couples ever enjoy it? How strange.You divine one are really different.” She talked nonchalantly while tormenting him, then she leaned down suddenly and kissed him, slow, deep, and possessive… while never stopping the torturous movement of her hips.

When she pulled back, her silver-white eyes were dark with lust and pride.

“So be a good Divine One and suffer beautifully for me,” she whispered against his lips. “The longer you endure… the harder I will let you fuck me when I finally “allow” it.”

She sat up tall once more, placed both hands on his chest, and continued her hypnotic, wave-like ride… pushing Sol steadily toward the brink of his control with every elegant, merciless roll of her hips.

As for Sol? Sol’s breathing was ragged now. Sweat rolled down his temples. His entire body was coiled tight, every muscle straining as she kept him right on the edge without letting him fall.

Zephyra only laughed softly and sank up and down again.. painfully slow… taking every thick inch until he was buried to the full length. Then she stopped moving completely and clenched around him in strong, rhythmic pulses, milking his cock without any other stimulation.

She continued like that for what felt like an eternity to Sol… alternating between deep, powerful rides that made her breasts bounce wildly, cruel pauses where she simply sat on him and squeezed, and shallow teasing bounces that drove him closer to madness.

Every time he got too close, every time his balls tightened and his cock started to throb with impending release, Zephyra would sense it and immediately still her hips or lift off him completely, leaving his cock twitching uselessly in the cool air.

Sol was panting now, his usual confident demeanor cracking under the relentless, expert torment.

“Zephyra…” he groaned, voice hoarse. “I swear to the gods… if you don’t let me fuck you soon—”

“You’ll what?” she interrupted, eyes sparkling with challenge as she ground slowly on just the head of his cock. “Flip me over? Ruin me again?” She leaned close, her breath hot against his ear. “Then do it. But until you find the strength to take what you want… I own this cock. And I’m not finished playing with it yet.”

She sat up tall once more, arched her back beautifully, and resumed her slow, sensual ride… pushing Sol further and further toward his breaking point with every passing minute.

Sol’s jaw clenched. The slow torment was starting to drive him insane. His Sun Core roared hotter with every passing minute, the aggressive yang energy surging as he watched her magnificent body move above him with such arrogant grace.

Zephyra kept pushing it further. She rose again, this time staying up longer, only letting the tip stretch her entrance while she stroked the rest of his slick shaft with her hand, watching his face intently.

“But… if you beg me nicely,” she whispered, voice dripping with wicked amusement, “maybe I’ll be merciful for once and let you ride you properly.” completely taking his cock out and spreading her dripping wet pussy wide. Go on and do it, hurry up, otherwise let’s end it here, thanks for your service until now.”

Sol, who had been suppressing himself until now, felt his mind snap. This was the final straw that broke his sanity and unleashed the beast in him.