FREE USE in Primitive World

Chapter 375: Chapter 375: New Position

Zephyra moaned loudly, head falling back against his shoulder. “You’re… really going to ruin me completely,” she gasped, voice hoarse and trembling, yet still carrying that faint laid-back tease. “The High Shaman… taken like a beast in heat…”

“That’s exactly what you are right now,” Sol growled against her ear, thrusting up into her with short, powerful strokes. “My beast. My woman.” He bit her earlobe gently, then sucked on it while his hips continued their deep, grinding rhythm.

The new position allowed him to feel every curve of her mature body pressed against him… the soft weight of her breasts in his hand, the way her ass cushioned every thrust, the heat of her sweat-slicked back sliding against his chest. He could smell her clearly: sweat, sex, incense, and that unique feminine musk that drove him wild.

After several long minutes of this deep, possessive fucking, Sol gently pushed her forward again, but not all the way down to all fours. Instead, he guided her onto her elbows, keeping her ass raised high while her upper body rested lower. This created an even more obscene arch in her back, presenting her dripping pussy and tight ass perfectly to him.

He pulled out for a moment, just long enough to admire the sight… her swollen, cum-leaking folds of her pussy, the way her thighs trembled… before slamming back in with renewed force. The change in angle hit a completely new spot inside her, making Zephyra scream into the mat, her voice cracking with overwhelming pleasure.

Sol reached forward and grabbed both of her wrists, pulling her arms back behind her like reins. He used the leverage to fuck her harder, deeper, his hips snapping forward with primal intensity.

Every thrust made her breasts drag against the mat, nipples scraping deliciously against the rough weave. Sweat poured down her spine, running into the dimples above her ass.

He leaned over her once more, chest pressing against her back, and reached around to rub her clit again… faster this time, more insistent. “One more,” he demanded, voice rough and breathless. “Give me one more while I’m buried inside you.”

As if it was really controlled by Sol, Zephyra’s fourth orgasm hit her like a breaking wave. Her entire body seized, pussy clamping down around his cock so tightly it almost hurt. She sobbed his name into the mat, juices squirting around his thrusting shaft as her walls fluttered and milked him with desperate, rhythmic contractions.

The feeling of her coming so hard around him, combined with the obscene sight of her ass rippling with every impact, finally pushed Sol over the edge again.

He slammed in deep one final time, burying himself to the absolute. His balls tightened, the fire in his core exploding outward. With a guttural, animalistic roar that echoed through the private space, Sol once again came hard inside her.

Thick, hot ropes of cum flooded her already full pussy in powerful pulses. He kept grinding through the orgasm, hips rolling as he emptied himself completely, filling her until excess seed leaked out around his thick shaft and dripped down her thighs in messy rivers.

The sheer volume made her lower belly feel slightly swollen, the warm fullness unmistakable.

They stayed locked together like that for long moments… Sol’s cock still twitching inside her, his body draped over her back, both of them panting heavily. The grove smelled overwhelmingly of sex, sweat, and spent incense. The only sounds were their ragged breathing and the occasional wet drip of cum onto the mat.

Finally, Sol released her wrists and gently lowered her down. They collapsed together in a sweaty, tangled heap on the woven mat. He stayed inside her as long as possible, softening slowly while his arms wrapped possessively around her mature curves, pulling her back flush against his chest in a protective, almost tender hold.

He pressed soft, contrasting kisses along the back of her neck and shoulders… gentle now, almost reverent, where moments ago he had been biting and claiming.

His hand stroked slowly down her side, tracing the curve of her waist and hip, soothing the faint red marks his fingers had left.

Zephyra’s breathing gradually slowed. She turned her head slightly, silver-white eyes half-lidded with exhaustion and deep satisfaction. A lazy, breathless smile curved her swollen lips despite how thoroughly used she looked… hair wild, skin marked with bites and hickeys, thighs glistening with their combined fluids.

“You… really don’t know when to stop, do you?” she murmured, voice hoarse and raspy, yet still carrying that faint, teasing laid-back tone.

Sol chuckled softly against the back of her neck, placing another tender kiss there. “When it comes to you? No. Not today.” His hand slid up to cup her breast gently, thumb brushing over the sensitive nipple in slow circles. “You feel too good. Taste too good. Sound too good when you scream my name.”

Zephyra let out a soft, tired laugh that turned into a contented hum. She pressed back against him, enjoying the warmth of his body and the heavy, possessive weight of his arm around her.

For the first time in decades, the untouchable High Shaman felt truly seen… not as a weapon or some revered goddess, but as a woman who had been desired, claimed, and thoroughly satisfied.

The sweltering heat of the pssion wrapped around them like a cocoon. Embers in the ritual pit had died down to a faint red glow, casting soft light over their entangled bodies.

Outside, the primitive world of the Veynar tribe continued its quiet way, unaware that their most powerful shaman was currently lying spent and marked in the arms of the outsider warrior.

Sol nuzzled closer, his cock still nestled inside her warmth, and whispered against her ear, “Rest for a moment, shaman. Because when you’re ready… I want to take you again. Slower this time. I still haven’t tasted every inch of you.”

Zephyra’s only response was a soft, shuddering breath and a lazy smile as she let herself melt into his embrace, the silver power and raw pleasure still humming warmly through her veins.