<div class="floatright">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/566896805904777217/648070034824101888/d3da4e5fca42b72282785c719bc8ccff.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">Hazeel could only understand how powerful Azalea must have been within the context of magic. As her legs wrapped around his waist and pulled her further into her body, he couldn't pull away from her no matter how much he tried. Her legs felt like smooth stones locked around his body, only allowing him to pull back as far as a thrust would allow him. Sweat started to form on his body as he felt the orgasm building up in his loins, begging to burst and fill Azalea's womb up to the brim with powerful and fertile seed. It didn't help that Azalea also sounded like she was having the time of her life with her squeals, yelps, and moans of pleasure. It always felt amazing for a man to hear the one they were fucking moaning this loudly and flailing this much just to get that extra drop of pleasure.<br/><br/>Hazeel locked eyes with Azalea, and found himself nodding his head to her question even if deep down, he truly didn't want that. He still had those words from the whispers ringing in the back of his mind. An orgasm was admitting partial defeat to a Goddess, and defeat was the opposite of what he wanted if he wished to see his wife again. He had to hold back, plow away at each one of these Goddesses until they came on the end of his powerful weapon. Azalea was proving to be a formidable foe, but Hazeel was still on top... at least until the world decided that it had enough of Hazeel "pretending" that he was the man in charge. Hazeel's eyes widened as he suddenly felt the ground disappearing beneath him and flipping entirely around until he landed on his back. His vision swam for a moment at the sudden shift in perspective, but what he was in for next was unlike anything he had felt before.<br/><br/>Azalea's pussy took Hazeel's cock in to the hilt, which was something he had grown used to, but what he didn't have much time to endure was the feeling of her pulling back. His eyes widened as his hands moved to her wide hips, holding them as she milked his walls with each fiber of her being, even having the strength to pull his hips up whenever she retreated her hips and bounced upward. He groaned out in loud pleasure, his forehead and short hair beginning to moisten with sweat as his balls churned and begged to release its fertile load and do its job to impregnate the Goddess. He endured for several long minutes of her bouncing up and down on his dick, a magical feeling that he would never be able to explain. But thankfully her position atop him made it all the more easier for him to finally move her as she pulled up his dick and lingered around the tip.<br/><br/>He pulled his hips downward, sliding out of her as he bucked his hips upward to knock Azalea onto her back. He moved to his knees and grabbed one of her ankles to flip her over onto the expensive fur rug beneath the both of them. Hazeel mounted her, planting his body on top of hers while his bicep wrapped around Azalea's neck to keep her leashed and submissive while he plunged his dick back into her trained insides. He grunted as he pushed through her, but their position made it much easier for him to bash the head of his cock up against her cervix and send even more untold bolts of pleasure shooting up the both of them. He shoved her shoulder down with his other hand while his arm remained firmly planted around her neck, helping her arch her head to the side so that he could plant his lips across hers. His thrusts were less hard due to him being careful with his own orgasm, but taking control from her was its own type of fun as they both challenged each other to see who could orgasm first.<br/><br/><em>Hazeel Pleasure Roll: 1d20 = 8</em><br/><br/><em>Hazeel Change Positions Roll: 2d6 = 10. Success! Position changed to Prone.</em></span>