A shuddering breath escaped Damian’s lungs as his body shuddered with a sudden rush of intense pleasure as he felt Kyuui’s molten walls spasm around his shaft as an orgasm ran rampant through her. He hilted himself deep inside her womanhood and braced tightly against her intent on enduring the sensations so he could continue to claim the kitsune as his own. The sudden cascading stream of her nectar rushing out of her sex and against his thighs caught him entirely by surprise, acting like gasoline being poured onto the fires burning in his loins. The fighter’s breathing became deeper and more primal and his need redoubled upon itself. Without warning, he withdrew his girth from Kyuui’s depths and quickly turn her on her back in a maneuver that was somewhere between a roll and a toss.<br/><br/>Damian’s strong hands found her shoulders and pinned her in place as he climbed on the bed with her, positioning himself between her spread legs. The hunger in his eyes could easily be seen when his gaze met hers as he positioned his hips just right so his crown once again pressed against her nether lips.<strong>”I won’t be content until you are begging me for my seed.”</strong>His words bore no hint of request or suggestion, just simple fact of how things were. No sooner had he finished speaking those words than he rolled his hips forward and buried his length back inside the kitsune’s accommodating pussy.