Battle and Sex Is All A Primordial Fiend Needs



Though Seth knew certain secretive things about Irene, he still found himself unable to read the woman especially right now.

Hearing Irene beg for his forgiveness, Seth looked up from her breasts which he had been occupying himself with, and stared her in the eye.

"My forgiveness is surprisingly cheap to earn, but the least I deserve is an explanation."

"My fears towards you haven't changed Seth," Irene said, her soft tone going hard for a moment.

"But my situation has changed, and in light of this change I believe I owe you an apology and should make it up to you".

"Change?" Seth muttered and Irene answered his question with her actions.

Placing her hands on his chest, she pushed herself back up, sitting on his waist as she properly exposed her body to him.

With Irene's actions, Seth peeled his eyes open to find the change she was talking about, but one look at her boobs which trembled from her movement and Seth forgot his initial goal.

Seth's mouth watered as he watched Irene puffed nipples jiggle before him, but his enticement with them was cut short when he noticed Irene pulling her hair away from her face before then proceeding to look at him.

At the moment, Irene seemed to be the epitome of beauty in Seth's eyes, being more beautiful than any woman he had ever met, but that episode passed quickly and he got back to reality, and with this also noticed the change Irene spoke about.

The weariness which had previously claimed her eyes was no more, and her skin shinned a beautiful brown delicious looking brown.

"You seem to have recovered, Are you fully healed?" Seth asked.

"Yes," Irene said with a simultaneous nod and bright smile.

"I told you I'll get healed didn't I," Irene said with pride, but when she looked at Seth she noticed no change in emotion from him.

"Do you expect me to praise you?" Seth asked seeing her expectant gaze.

"Well at least this means that you won't have to carry me, isn't that a good thing" Irene lamely said not expecting Seth's lax reaction.

A wry smile had claimed Irene's face and she was thinking about how to salvage the situation when Seth's hand suddenly shot up and clamped around her neck, his grip slowly tightening.

Irene was first shocked by Seth's action, but then calmed down and stared at his bland expression, and then instead of trying to pry Seth's hand off her neck, she instead began stroking his right cheek.

Seth liked the soft feel of Irene's hand on his cheek, but he didn't waste time with it as he sat up, and then the next second gobbled up Irene's right boob.

Some flickering and sucking from his tongue and Irene's nipples obediently began squirting out their delicious nectar and feeding Seth.

Despite being slowly choked by Seth, Irene couldn't help but let out a let deep grunt-like moans while her fingers scratched Seth's back as she silently pleaded to be allowed to breathe.

Seth could feel Irene's hand on his back, but he ignored it, instead focusing on his liquid meal.

With each second that passed, Irene's struggles got worse as she scratched his back a little harder, but no matter how hard she scratched, she failed to draw even a single drop of blood from his iron-like skin.

Slowly Irene felt her vision begin blurring and darkening, her survival instincts wanting to kick in but she suppressed them, wishing to let Seth vent put his anger and frustrations with her.

Just as Irene felt she could no longer control herself, Seth's hand let up on her neck and his mouth released her bleating red nipple.

Savoring the liquid in his mouth, Seth leaned back, placing his hands behind him to hold himself up, and then observed Irene.

Irene coughed and wheezed several times, resting the top of her head on Seth's chest as she massaged her neck.

It took Irene up to a minute to calm her severe reactions, and then a few more seconds to calm herself completely, and then almost immediately Seth gave her an order.

"Kiss me, "Seth said.

After giving this command, Seth calmly watched as Irene raised her head, revealing her partially blood-tainted eyes and lightly tear-stained face to him.

Irene made no effort to wipe out these stains, as she instead looked at Seth with desire, a smile climbing her face, and then with an innocent nod began kissing him.

Irene wasn't shy as she wrapped her hands around his neck and pressed herself to him.

Irene's lips back on his lips was a welcomed experience for Seth, and as they kissed, he raised his right hand from behind him and placed it on Irene's neck.

Seth felt a shudder come over Irene in reply to his action, but he ignored it and went about stroking and massaging her neck, this earning him Irene's endearing kiss and moans leaving her lips.

It wasn't long before Irene began fiddling with Seth's shirt, looking to take it off and alerting Seth to the fact that he was now dealing with horny Irene.

.....Minutes later …..

With her back on the bed and her legs spread apart, Seth's well-sculpted figure hung over Irene, his dick planted in her pussy and rapidly thrusting in and out of her.

Occasionally, Irene would hold on to his back, sometimes push against him, but most of the time she firmly grabbed onto the sheets of the bed.

Seth could take Irene in his grip and firmly hold her place but he didn't due to his love for the sight of a squirming Irene.

Watching her figure twist and turn all from the pleasure his poundings gave turned Seth on, and he planned to hold this position a little bit longer.

.....Minutes later …..

Seth was sited on the side of the bed with Irene between his legs, furiously sucking his dick.

She sucked sloppily for a while and then after some seconds took her mouth off it and begin spitting on it.

Irene let her saliva flow out of her mouth till she could summon no more, and if one were to have a current look at Seth's cock, they would think it was an organ that secreted slime seeing as it was bathed in a pool of saliva.

.....Minutes later …..

Irene was on all floors on the floor, her chest resting on a pillow that had been placed beneath her while her ass stuck out in the air for Seth.

With each thrust from Seth, Irene let out a heavy moan as her puckered hole was further stretched and explored by Seth's meat.

Every once in a while Irene could feel Seth's dick increase once more and put her dirty hole under stress once more, but she couldn't deny the pleasure that it brought her.