<div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/___protector_of_time____by_vincentxyooj-d5lw1gq_zps59496fa9.png)</div><br/><em>"That, I can do, lieutenant,"</em><br/><br/>The feeling of Damien sliding back along her swollen lips drew a moan, but the feeling of him plunging into her drew more than that.  It felt like an eternity though she knew full well it was a mere matter of seconds that it took his long hard thick shaft to fill her.  It had been such a long time since the last time the'd had something this full inside her, plastic toys had never fulfilled this need the way she wanted it, and this time she needed it.  As his bulbous tip pushed aside her lips and dove headlong into her deep canal, her body tensed, her back bowed as a gasp bordering on a scream escaped her throat.  The feeling of his shaft spreading her wide, filling her, sent a shudder along her skin from her head to her toes.  When his full length finally bottomed out at the back of her, her eyes shot open as she strained between<br/><br/>The sensations of Damian plowing into her seemed overpowering for the long moment it took him to fill her, but his sudden rhythmic thrusts, like an animal in heat pounding away at her made her body tingle with desire.  Very rarely had she ever known anyone who could give her the hard raucous fucking she so often desired.  There was something about the way Damian pounded into her that simply felt right.  She knew she could never be more than a toy to him, she knew that he could never be anything more than a toy to her, it was connections beyond that which brought them to the point they were at now, fighting to stay on top of the carnage, trying to keep those they care about from leaving.  Her mind raced on the subconscious level, thinking about how this was right but wrong in so many ways, but on the conscious level all she could do was moan with each hard violent thrust.<br/><br/>He held her hips close, keeping her in a position that each thrust ran deeper and deeper.  Allia rode the bull between her legs with no regard to how it would effect her, now all she needed was to change the violence she saw and felt with the violence that would make it all better.<br/><br/><em>"We are alone in here. The shutters are closed. It is soundproof. Scream at the top of your lungs for me," </em>Damian didn't need to order her, or suggest it, she was already there.  As each thrust grew deeper and her pleasure built more and more every crash inside of her pushed out louder and louder moans of lust.  Her tits bounced, her nipples strained as sweat and cool air teased them.  Her mouth hung open, free to let the moans escape as they needed.  The world swirled around her as he took her body.  Nothing else mattered, nothing else existed but the deep connection they built with each thrust.