FREE USE in Primitive World

Sol’s mind snapped.

The final taunting words… “otherwise let’s end it here, thanks for your service until now”… combined with the sight of Zephyra spreading her dripping, cum-slick pussy right above his throbbing cock, pushed every last restraint inside him over the edge.

The already aggressive essence in his Sun Core exploded.

A low, dangerous growl rumbled from deep in his chest, vibrating through his entire body. His silver-crimson eyes darkened to near-black with raw, unrestrained primal hunger.

Before Zephyra could react or tease him further, in one explosive movement, Sol surged upward, hands clamping onto Zephyra’s wide hips like iron vices. Before she could even gasp, he flipped her off him and onto her stomach with brutal strength.

“Enough,” he snarled, voice no longer playful or strained… it was pure, feral command.

Zephyra let out a sharp, surprised gasp, and her eyes widened in genuine surprise for a split second, but that lazy, wicked smirk never fully left her lips, only a spark of excited challenge in her silver-white eyes. She tried to push herself up onto her hands, but Sol was already on her.

“Oh? Finally—”

She didn’t get to finish.

Sol grabbed her hips, yanked them upward until her ass was high in the air and her face pressed into the woven mat, her heavy breasts crushing against the rough fibers.

“You want the beast?” Sol snarled, voice no longer human… low, guttural, vibrating with suppressed savagery. “Then take him.”

He mounted her from behind like a beast in rut, knees spreading her thick thighs wide apart. His thick, throbbing cock… slick with their combined fluids and painfully hard from her endless torment… slammed into her soaked pussy in one savage thrust. He buried himself to the hilt in a single brutal stroke, his heavy balls slapping against her clit.

The wet, obscene slap of his hips meeting her ass echoed loudly through the grove.

Zephyra cried out sharply, her fingers clawing at the mat as her walls were forced open around his thick girth once more. “Sol—!”

He didn’t give her time to adjust. He fucked her like an animal in heat. He pulled back almost completely, only to slam forward again… harder, deeper, faster. His hips snapped back and forth with punishing force, each thrust driving his thick cock deep into her cum-filled depths.

The primal position let him use every ounce of his enhanced strength. Each brutal thrust made her heavy breasts drag against the rough weave, nipples scraping deliciously. Her ass rippled with the force of every impact, sweat flying from their joined bodies.

Sol’s hand fisted her long dark hair, yanking her head back firmly to arch her spine. His other hand gripped her hip so hard his fingers left deep imprints on her pale skin. He leaned over her, chest pressed to her sweat-slicked back, and pounded into her without mercy.

“Tease me again,” he growled against her ear, biting the shell harshly. “I fucking dare you.”

Zephyra’s response was a broken, throaty moan. Her walls fluttered wildly around his pistoning cock, still sensitive from her previous orgasms. The rough, primal fucking was completely different from her sensual control… it was raw dominance, and her body betrayed her by loving every second of it.

He fucked her pussy with raw, unrelenting power… long, punishing strokes that rearranged her insides and made wet, filthy squelching sounds fill the air. The silver Free Use power poured from his hands into her hips, amplifying every sensation until the rough fucking felt like ecstasy and torment at the same time.

But Zephyra being Zephyra shouted for him to fuck harder, her moans turned into broken, throaty screams. Her cyan tattoos flared wildly, pulsing in chaotic patterns. “Ahh… Sol! Harder… yes…. like that!”

Sol leaned over her back, chest pressing against her damp skin, and reached around to maul one heavy breast, squeezing it roughly. He pinched the stiff nipple hard, twisting it between rough fingers while his hips continued their savage rhythm. Then he switched to the other breast, squeezing the soft flesh possessively, slapping the side of it lightly just to watch it jiggle.

“You wanted the beast?” he rasped against her ear, biting down on the lobe. “Now you’re going to take every fucking inch of it.”

He changed the angle slightly, driving downward so his cock dragged against that sensitive front wall with every thrust. Zephyra’s legs trembled violently. Her arms gave out again, face fully pressed into the mat as her ass stayed raised high for him like an offering.

He didn’t stop there.

But he didn’t let her rest, still buried deep inside her pussy, Sol pulled her up onto her hands and knees. He kept one hand fisted in her hair like reins, the other slapping her ass hard … once, twice, three times… leaving bright red handprints on her pale cheeks. The sharp smacks mixed with her moans, making her push back against him desperately.

“YEAH!!!… yes, like that,” he growled, voice dark and approving. He resumed pounding her from behind, even harder now. The new position let him drive deeper, the head of his cock battering her cervix with every brutal thrust.

Wet, filthy sounds filled the air as his cock churned their mixed cum inside her, forcing it to leak out around his shaft and drip down her thighs in messy rivulets.

Zephyra’s arms trembled, but she didn’t collapse. The proud High Shaman refused to fully submit. She pushed back against his thrusts, meeting him stroke for stroke, her powerful thighs flexing as she took everything he gave her.

“You call this unleashing the beast?” she gasped out, voice hoarse but still carrying that teasing challenge. “I’ve felt… ahh!… worse storms than this, boy.”

Her words only fueled the fire.

Sol’s eyes darkened further.

He released her hair only to wrap his arm fully around her throat..;. not fully choking, but holding her in a dominant, possessive grip as he railed her from behind. His other hand reached around to maul one of her swinging breasts, squeezing the soft, heavy flesh hard before pinching and twisting the stiff nipple between rough fingers.