Lorne lay in the ground, staring blankly at the woman, who was riding him without any rcy, kissing his neck and face with great force.
She was directly sitting on his crotch, and so, every ti she moved, her soft, plump ass would rub against him shaft, making it throb uncontrollably.
Not to ntion, her movents were so violent that it didn't feel like a simple rub, just raw fucking.
It was as if she was just treating him as a tool to vent the desires, that keep spreading all over her body.
However, in the face of a goddess, the helpless Demigod Lorne, could do nothing except endure everything passively.
Her technique was a bit unfamiliar, which was an obvious for a virgin goddess, but her enthusiasm was more than enough to make up for it.
"I...want ..." After rubbing her pussy over his crotch for a while, Artemis, finding out that it wasn't enough, started to beca even more violent.
'No, she's not going to devour , is she?'
Looking at the woman, staring at him with her red eyes, Lorne panicked.
However, before, he could figure out what she wanted to do, Artemis, grabbed his pants, and just like that, ripped them to shreds.
She didn't, just stop there and tore her own clothes as well.
"Godde..uh."
Worthy of being a goddess..
Lorne, who was feeling helpless and painful about her violent temper, suddenly paused between his words, staring dazedly at the marvel above him.
So, fucking beautiful...
His mind blanked as looked at the naked perfection in front of him.
Her pale, flawless skin was flushed a deep rose, tiny beads of sweat rolling down the curve of her elegant collarbones to the heavy, perfect breasts that bounced with every ragged breath she took.
Her nipples, pink and swollen, looked so delectable that his mouth watered at the sight.
Her belly was flat, toned, which looked quite smooth to touch, and let's not talk about the lower half.
Lower down, her tight, sacred slit was flushed and wet, shimring with her goddess nectar as it dripped in lewd rivulets down her pale thighs.
The gentle, silky hair of her mound frad the most forbidden prize in the world, the untouched cunt of the goddess of chastity herself.
At this mont her lower pink lips were slightly parted from how hard she’d been grinding against his shaft.
Her eyes, normally a calm, regal silver, had turned a burning, hungry red from the aphrodisiac like authority flooding, gleaming with an unstoppable, feral desire that wanted to devour him whole.
No wonder...
No wonder Actaeon couldn't look away.
Who can look away from such a sight.
Lorne wasn't a lustful idiot, who was only controlled by his lower body, but he was not a gentleman either.
There was no denying that he loved beauty, so, this was the ultimate test for him... and judging by the looks of it, he had absolutely failed.
Of course, this couldn't be blad on Lorne.
After all, the temptation is just too much.
Not just visual but physical temptation, which was impossible to refuse.
Looking at such a ravishing beauty, lakes over him, grinding herself on his crotch, desperate for him to fuck her and fulfill her need, Lorne felt like even an eunuch would react.
And he was a man...
Even though he was sore all over and every pore of his body was aching, so things were beyond his control.
Each ti her plump, perfect ass slamd against his crotch, it sent jolts of painful pleasure straight through his cock, making it twitch and throb helplessly.
Her heat practically seared him.
He tried to move, to maybe push her off, thinking that if this continued, it would all be over.
But she was a goddess and he was just a pitiful and injured Demigod, who couldn't do anything to her.
With a snarl that was half moan, half animalistic growl, Artemis, who sohow positioned herself perfectly, with the entrance of her cunt just above his throbbing hot shaft, suddenly slamd her hips down in one brutal stroke, driving his cock inside her impossibly tight virgin hole.
"Fuck....
Her hyn tore instantly, a faint sting of pain lost in the sea of white-hot pleasure that crashed through her entire divine body.
A sharp, broken cry ripped from her throat as her sacred, once-untouched walls were split wide open, gripping his shaft in a crushing, velvety vice.
"Ah—ah—!" Artemis gasped, shuddering violently, her inner muscles clamping down so hard on Lorne’s cock it nearly made him black out.
"Goddess… fuck—" he choked, seeing stars as her nails sunk into his flesh, while the hot, suffocating pressure of her virgin cunt tried to milk the soul right out of him.
At this mont, staring into her glazed, tear-filled eyes, feeling those impossibly tight, sacred walls squeeze him like they would never let go, Lorne threw every thought out of his mind.
What pain, what caution, what consequences, he could care less about any of them.
What Athena had told him, what she had warned him about Artemis’s savage nature, he forgot it all.
And the divine wrath that would surely follow after this, he didn't care.
Right now, in this mont, nothing else mattered.
All he could feel was her impossibly hot cunt clinging around him, drawing him in deeper and deeper with a hunger that felt bottomless.
Her once-sacred body, now dripping wet, defiled and split wide around his thick cock, was devouring him without rcy.
Artemis had no technique, no practiced rhythm, at this mont, she was nothing more than a wild, unstoppable beast that was trying to devour her prey.
With each plunge, her movents grew more and more wild.
It hurt....it fucking hurt.
Her hips slamd down again and again, crushing their bodies together with punishing force, so intense that Lorne was afraid that the sound might've echoed throughout the woods.
Fortunately Artemis and Athena had already wiped out almost every last one of the wild animals in the forest, and this event caused the people to view it as a sacred place of the two goddesses so there would be no one to disturb them, otherwise, Lorne was afraid that after she woke up, no only would she kill him, she might even wipe out the entirity of Crete.
With every plunge his body would more beneath her fat ass, opening his wounds, sending the seering pain throughout his body.
And yet, it felt far less important than the impossibly tight walls of her cunt.
At this mont, he was continuously trying to think about other things to keep his mind busy and not succumb to this impossible pleasure, but since it was impossible...it was definitely not possible.
After all, with each thrust, her tight walls would clench and ripple around him, sucking him deeper, squeezing him with divine, overwhelming greed.
At this mont, his cock felt like it was being devoured alive, such raw friction and molten heat, nearly driving him insane.
With wach brutal bounce her perfect, round, soft, breasts would swing in hypnotic, lewd arcs, splattering sweat against his chest.
Such a gorgeous sight was enough to hypnotize him and he could not put any effort to stop at all.
His balls slamd up against her as she bottod out, taking him to the hilt over and over, forcing his tip to batter against her cervix until she let out a shocked, broken moan.
That pure, unrestrained, lewd look on her precious face, was enough to fry Lorne’s brain.
At this mont, her cheeks were stained with tears, but her eyes glowed with raw, animalistic want, as she rode up and down on his cock.
Every ti she rose up, her tight, swollen lips clung to his cock, shining strings of their mixed fluids stretching between them before she crashed back down, burying him so deep it felt like she might break apart.
With each thrust, she moaned, groaned, scread until her voice cracked, completely stripping of the dignity of a goddess, her nails raking deep lines down his shoulders as if to mark him as hers.
His cock throbbed, sending more pulses of slick pre-cum into her hungry depths, and she rewarded him with a violent, wet squeeze that made him see white.
His mind wailed...this is too much, too strong, but his cock betrayed him completely, throbbing harder, thicker, as if determined to drown inside her as the obscene wet noises of their joining echoed through the air.
Artemis leaned down, breasts brushing his chest, nails clawing into his shoulders, her voice a hoarse, filthy cry.
"More. Give more." she gasped out, barely able to form words as her body trembling violently, and an earth shattering orgasm crashed through her, flooding his cock with so much hot, slick cream he almost worried she might drain herself dry.
Thick, sticky nectar gushed from her convulsing cunt, running down his shaft in ssy, shaless streams that pooled under their joined bodies.
It was so much that with their wild thrusts, it spattered his thighs and soaked into the dirt, showing visual proof of how thoroughly this goddess had been broken by her own unstoppable lust.
And yet, even as she ca, hard enough to make her entire perfect body lock up and shake uncontrollably, her thrusts didn't stop.
Her orgasmic cunt squeezed and coaxed his cream, just as tight as it had the minute before, the hour before, letting him feel the ultimate pleasure.
Each wet impact made his cock sink all the way to her womb, battering against her deepest point over and over until he felt he might die in pleasure, and even thought that this would be a good death...
That thought lasted for a second before his cock twitched and he ca back to his senses and looked at the perfect beauty pounding herself on his cock, screaming and moaning wantonly.
At this mont, Artemis’s golden hair whipped around wildly, clinging to her sweat-slicked skin, her perfect breasts bouncing and slapping against her chest with each savage thrust.
Her mouth hung open, panting like a starving animal, eyes glazed red with an unquenchable hunger that seed to burn through the last of her sanity.
"More," she moaned again, voice breaking into a filthy, ragged scream. "More, more, more!"
She was stronger, faster, and insatiable, riding him like a wild animal in heat and he...nothing more than a helpless lamb being hunted.
Now that he was caught by the huntress, he was at her rcy.
Her walls convulsed in endless, rciless waves, forcing his sperm gate to open...
No way.
However,
But it was far too late.
Artemis slamd her hips down with groan, smashing her cervix against the tip of his cock as it exploding inside her, sending gallons of of hot, thick cum inside her divine womb, painting her insides in frantic spurts.
She scread, her entire body convulsing, her cunt spasming around as cock as she milked him for every drop, grinding down in a frantic, almost crazed rhythm even as he emptied himself.
Her divine body, once chaste and untouchable, was now deflowered and filled to overflowing with a mortal’s cum, and as a result, her overstimulated channel, squird once again releasing the sudden flood of her orgasm.
Warm, slippery cream leaked out around his still-buried cock, dribbling down between their joined thighs, as the two continued to engage in wild passion.
Ti passed...hours passed and even days passed, however the hungry huntress continued her feast.
Fucking for days, even the grass beneath was completely drenched from their juices, and yet they didn't seem to care about anything.
Of course, Lorne wanted to care, but his body and mind were not in the right direction...
From pain to pleasure to the tearing pain, his body was barely holding on.
Under her animalistic movents, his body was bleeding, his heart was bleeding, his mind was a ss, and she still didn't stop.
His body, already riddled with wounds, had those injuries torn open again, while the parts that weren’t were scratched and bloodied by her nails and teeth, making him want to cry.
But, of course, Artemis, who was under the effect of Aphrodite's Divine Authority would not listen to his wails.
It even stirred her further and so, she beca more an more violent.
Under her frenzy, his sperm tank was opened and plundered over and over.
Every ti he ca inside her, her insides seed to seize up with another wild, unstoppable orgasm, flooding his cock with more syrupy goddess nectar until it dripped to the ground as they rutted like starving animals.
Sowhere, far in the corner of his overstimulated brain,
Lorne had a brief, scattered worry: Shit… what if she gets pregnant from this?
But it was quickly thrown away.
After all, he had already done the most offensive cri in the history of the Ancient Greece,
Defiling a chaste goddess, let's not talk about other things.
Even though, it was not him, who did it.
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