"In that case we'll have to put that theory to the test, I'm afraid .. starting with breakfast in bed .. perhaps dessert .." A tease of her own as she found herself grinning in response, aware that he wasn't being entirely honest, but at the same time he seemed open to the idea so naturally she followed up on it with a genuine demand. Nicodemus only had the remaining night after their challenge was over to prepare that drink of hers in his loins though even if he wasn't as aroused as he was then he'd fill her up good, no doubt.

Flame merely rolled her eyes as he spoke again, perhaps a little embarassed by the praise contained in his words that he'd tempt her many times in the future to enjoy the feisty red head once more. She played hard to get of course, chaotic and defying in nature but now that he got past that initial barrier he could revel in her womanly qualities, but only for so long. "To think that you've just barely scratched the surface .. I have more in store for you, my dear Nicodemus, a lot more though our challenge will have to determine if you ever get to experience any of it."

Upon his unspoken command she got up, holding his hand with a tender grasp though he causes her to flinch and groan sensually at the rather audible smack on her ass, pleased by the attention she received there. Casting him a slutty look she remained silent, closing the gown before her otherwise nude body as they made their way through the corridors, taking turns that she couldn't hope to remember before eventually reaching the door leading into his bedchamber.

Inside Flame looked over the quarters of her angelic jailor, an eager gaze sweeping over his furniture seeing how he admitted rarely staying here before coming to rest on the most prominent object in the room. His bed, broader than a king sized bed even that might allow him to leave several nubile bodies at once passed out in orgasmic bliss much like she planned on doing with him soon although she doubted that he ever had the chance to go through with the former. In every corner were spiraling columns made of skillfully processed mahagony it seemed, true craftsmanship one rarely got to see although the elevation atop the pillows proved to be a true gem, crested with carvings that apparantly portrayed paradise all over its visible surface. Men and women, angels and gods caught up in the blissful peace of their realm an addition to ornaments that served as mere frames for these scenes.

With her back turned to him she casually brushed off the gown and let it collapse on the ground in a neat pile, stepping further into the room she fully exposed herself to the angel, closing her eyes in anticipation with a knowing smile unseen by the man as she heard the faint click of a lock slammed shut.

"Ah .." A gasp rolled off her lips as hands settle upon her hips, spinning the woman around in his grasp before complying with his desire to guide her toward the bed, her own shyly holding onto his forearms. "An enthusiastic lover, are we?" This imposing manhood pressed into her belly, rich in girth and firmness it was so eager to plunge into her velvet depths though if he wanted to subject himself to the torment of waiting, then by all means she'd let him. Bestowing a fiery kiss upon his lips, playing with the thought of using tongue despite pleasing him with such mere moments ago, Flame allowed him to choose if he wanted to deepen the kiss whilst she began to unbutton his jacket, gradually working her way from top to bottom before brushing it off his shoulders. Already did she plan on removing the rest of his clothes in an equally enticing manner as she did back in his seat, but not yet for she had to climax to allow their challenge to begin.

Reaching the edge of the bed her knees buckled under the pressure, releasing her hold on the angel before gracefully falling backward onto the soft sheets here. The motion encouraged those large, beautifully shaped breasts to sway entrancingly atop her supine form, red locks fanned out in all directions as she looked up at him, an arm near her face, hand clenched into a fist whilst the other aligned with the rest of her body and fingertips dug into the sheets in appreciation of the tall, muscular figure standing before her.

Tilting her head ever so slightly toward the fist there she peered at him from an angle, lips slightly parted as she pants almost unnoticeably. Athletic thighs of hers slowly become undone, spreading outward and revealing the blooming flower hidden beneath, a shaven plain covered in the cool dampness of her exquisite nectar, simply inviting him to repay the favor.

The promise or just scratching the surface had been appealing of course. He was going to win this challenge given that knowledge, given what he had been aware of that loomed unseen and untested. For some, he had imagined, for others … well that promise of paradise had been so appealing that he was going to learn of this of course.

Eventually though he has her in his bedchamber. She makes quite the site as he turns back from the door as he watches the gown pool to the floor. Her back is turned to him but he recalls those curves and cannot resist the feather tips of his fingers grazing against her ass before he spins her about, blue calm eyes hide an excitement beneath, evident by the feel of his own erection as he coaxes her closer to the bed. One step, followed by a pause, his hands upon her delicate hips as he looks into crimson eyes.

He can imagine it all too well, those hands of his pressing her hips down, his body between her legs pressing her further apart as he finds himself returning to paradise … at least for a small while as he plunged past those golden gates to the paradise just beyond.

With lips grazing her forehead he took in the swell of her breasts as he coaxed her back with another step, then another … he was patient in this though his destination was quite obvious.

He does deepen their kiss, his tongue fiddling with her own as it sweeps over it. He probes it, his pulling back to wiggle against the tip before pressing deeper over the top of it.

“Yes, very eager ...” he answers crawling down over her his form shifts. She casts such a magnificent sight after all … Blue eyes melt away until they are golden pools, his muscle definition deepens as feathery white wings erupt from his back, two sets, strong white and soft take shape before her eyes.

For this challenge it was only fitting that he were in his natural state. He sets his lips to her belly his hands stroking over her parted thighs briefly her thighs as he slowly teases his way down that region of her body, the tip of his tongue teasing the flesh as a lone heated finger sweeps up to caress that warm slit, he stroked against those folds as he draws out that nectar, luscious strokes at first until his tongue descends to the hood of her clit, sweeping back and forth against it to encourage it into making an appearance for them.

Watching his transformation with awe she couldn't help but feel even more drawn to Nicodemus in this form, shifting into a distinctly masculine yet noble stature of his angelic being, each of which were factors that simply funneled pulse after pulse of pure lust Flame had for this moment into her every fibre. As pure as his current shape was her longing for this, only intensified as he unknowingly drew upon the fantasies tucked away in a far, dark corner of her mind.

Bare safe for the collar around her neck she wondered what else he had in mind, just what he'd do to her although the heat of his body atop hers drew her back to reality.

His lips tingle on her skin, drawing a soft gasp from the girl whilst forcing the well defined muscles of her abdomen to contract though they were concealed by a perfectly smooth belly. The subtle twitch of hers allowed the flesh of her bust to quiver, the swell of her breasts looming before him with such a deep intake of breath as the air gets caught up in her throat, a restrained swallow loosened that knob as he lowered himself unto her.

Absent mindedly she was tracking his movements, caught by surprise with the strokes on her thighs although the finger that brushed up against her lower lips caused Flame to moan lowly albeit in desperation as a slight trickle of her nectar leaked out from inbetween these puffed up flower petals. Evidently she was deprived of this kind of stimulus, having taken him so thoroughly that it fueled her own arousal to a state where she found herself driven closer to this inevitable bliss that he had experienced.

Straddling before him she whimpers in the delighted strokes of that digit of his hand, straining against the sensations as they washed over the red head in blissful shivers until his tongue was brought into play.

Almost hesitantly she caressed his temple, an affectionate gesture before she lovingly slipped into his hair, getting a gentle hold on him there as the other shifts closer to her mouth, her index finger sticking out just slightly as it grazed against the fullness of her lips.

Slowly but surely he draws out the delicate patch of nerves, the love pearl of hers swelling to avid prominence as blood rushed into her groin, sweet sparks of pleasure rocking into Flame as though he sought to set her ablaze with the heat that coursed through her clit. Supressed whimpers turn into mewls as he tended to that itch, eyes closing momentarily as he swept over it again and again.

He had seen that look in her eye. The same sort of look there that you so often caught in the eyes of those admiring artwork of some fashion. One of awe, appreciating the finer things like the shadow and contrast in light. She was doing the same he believed. Perhaps she was comparing the human mask that he tended to wear often enough though the look on those heavenly features told him that she appreciated this form better. And why wouldn't she? It was the more regal of the two forms, the more pleasing.

She prepares for what is to come and while he would fall short in the attention that she had just lavished upon him it wouldn't be for a lack of trying. He wanted her to get lost in the moment first, then it would happen.

That delicate touch, she was lost to her own excitement as he smells the heady aroma of her sex as a portion of her need escapes her and cannot be contained any longer. Still his fingers stroke against her thighs a bit longer building up that anticipation with him being so close.

All this his from a simple challenge. He had decided to kill some of his boredom by making a game out of this but she had been so receptive to the game that he had indeed was pleased. So he traced his finger delicately against the hood concealing her clit as he went to work

Of course he was in no rush. In fact it was her earlier methods that had him drawing this out longer. For as her clit rises to prominence his tongue explores the other folds of her labia until he can ignore it little longer. His tongue and finger swap places as that moist muscle consumes her. Slow licks flowing against her in time with the drawn out movements of his finger.

Then quiet suddenly without warning that finger drives into her core, at the way then just as suddenly retracts. He grins though does not brake from his work as his tongue continues to stimulate her, . His other hand coning to pay attention to her sex as the finger of the first, smeared in her own juices, begins to trace circles against her ass as if knocking on the back door, his eyes flick up from his work to judge her response.

She was stunned by the slow, calculated advances of the angel, her body agitated with need though what could be considered payback brought the woman into a state of pleasant relaxation as he teased his way further into the sacred shrine of her womanhood. The suspense was maddening, outrageous even, but she didn't have the strength nor the will to complain as he drew her in before he abandoned her momentarily.

"Ungh ..", she groaned, desperate for his attention although he merely switched between places, his tongue descending onto her sensitive bud with much of the same severity as his finger had done before. An elongated whimper flows from her lips, punishment for drawing things out she refused to fully appreciate his work though inevitably she moans out, passionate sounds filling the air with each touch of the fleshy appendage.

"A-amazing!" The grasp on his head tightens, the hold on his hair growing firmer by the second although far too soft by comparison. Nicodemus was robbing her of any might, leaving her putty in his hands as his finger plunged into her depths.

Flame lost any sense of composure then, her head forcibly tilted back into her neck upon the prompting of his sudden intrusion, an outcry of raw, burning lust resembling the vast amount of pleasure he'd bestowed unto her needy passage in an instant. The finger rushing to her lips did little good in its task to silence her as his penetrating act caused her back to arch, even her bountiful behind to lift off the bed whilst every muscle in her compelling body tensed up, the vigorous caresses of his tongue effectively locking her in this pose.

Weakly bucking her hips forth she could feel every ridge of hers explored by him, the heat of her body collapsing around his finger as the warm slickness of her core embraced it. The heavenly passage squeezed him thoroughly as he went, convulsing with eager tightness as it narrowed around him, trying to draw him in before he removed himself from her core.

Her eyes snap open at the feel of his near her rear entrance, a sharp gasp escaped the sorceress while he was encircling the tight muscle with the clear nectar as he toyed with her needs. Looking down at him she greeted his own eyes with half lidded ones, the flush on her cheeks imitating a faint shade of scarlet.

Flame wanted this despite her faintly recalling his earlier tease, how he wondered if her ass woud like some attention too though in her drunken state an ecstatic expression was all she mustered up. "Please .." The woman was quivering with need yet tried to relax in the promise of what was to come, her voice wavering as her gaze met his. ".. Give it to me."

Please ...

Everything was going according to plan. Nicodemus took his time as her body tightened about his tongue, his eyes flickered up to her own meeting that gaze as he look out at her through the bounty of her glorious breasts that swayed with each movement of her body.

Tongue and finger kept switching places. He never probed her too deeply though she was asking for more and the first phase was now complete. Oh, he had a few ideas. His finger swept into her ass then to the depth of his first knuckle. He wriggled it against her then after teasing her for a moment he pressed it a little deeper.

By this stage it was his tongues turn to sweep against the slit of her sex. He was throbbing with want that was clear to him and he had even considered pushing her to the edge and finishing her off with himself … she might complain that it was chap and demand a rematch that he would gladly give her though with his earlier enchantment he had considered that he probably wasn't going to do that.

Simply put he wanted to enjoy as much of her for as long as possible. But as his tongue pressed into those wet folds along with the finger that was slowly thrusting into her ass he caressed that clit slowly back and forth as phase two was about to begin as he instilled magic to his finger causing a minor jolt of electricity through her clit. He might not have had many of his toys but he certainly could make due.

The suspension nearly set her off, that he wouldn't bless her with the single thrust that she wanted, needed from Nicodemus with enflamed passion drove her to the edge of masochistic self denial. Flame found herself in this unbearable state, muffled moans of ever growing frustration flowing from her lips as her torso twisted from left to right, never giving in to the urge to simply ask him to take her despite knowing that she would lose their challenge if they began right away.

His much anticipated thrust elicits a blissful groan from the red haired sorceress, the strong muscles of her thighs contract in near orgasmic pleasure as her hips welcome the motion with a subtle shove of their own. The passage here had been incredibly tight even with her feeble attempts to allow for an easier entry, the heat of her body rubbing against every inch of his finger which she felt in return, barely pushing into the depths of her marvelous tightness. How much she wanted him, to guide his erect phallus into her heated core without as much as wasting a second thought.

Each sensation at once drew her further into his eager hands, enslaving her every sense to this drunken pleasure as these luscious lips part again and the woman lets out an unrestrained moan. The finger keeping her silent had left and instead laid flat on her chest above the magnificient pair of her breasts, swaying more keenly now as she presses back against him, eager to have her body filled with any part of him that he allowed her to feel.

He dipped into her, past the gates of her heavenly gates that could lead the angel into paradise once more, tightly embracing the powerful muscle as it brushed up against the confining walls of her damp folds, leaking her essence onto him with every stroke of his tongue. She gently tugged on his head then, the slit of her body quivering with want whilst her legs bent at the knees and she locked him in place as they connected behind his back.

Flame mewled pitifully as he went, the swollen pearl of her clit making it feel as though her loins were on fire though the sudden surge of electricity summoned a fiery cry to the light of day.

It almost sent her over the edge. While none would assume she was a trained woman of sorts, another angel had extensively endowed her with a certain sense of control over her own body as he molded her to his liking. An eager pet and slave with the belief that she loved him, she was able to take the assault of Nicodemus in the here and now though Flame would only last for so long.

Stark cries heated the room, spurning him on as his own arousal increased. He was throbbing as he desired to assail her body though for now he paid her such wonderful attention.

With her legs locked about his head she ensured that he was going no place soon though Nicodemus had no intention of parting those delicious folds that his tongue explored. Pressing aside pink muscles he absorbed that unique taste on his tongue as she squeezed him tight.

He was glad that she did not release straight away for it gave him a little more time to play with her and lavish the same sorts of attention upon her as his finger pressed into that tight circle of her ass a little further. He slide that finger back and forth inside her as he drank from the very chalice of the Gods.

Nicodemus could have cum himself just eating her out, a trickle of precum oozing down his swollen rod as those cries encouraged him on.

He was searching for those parts inside her, noting which places that would set her off better when he touched against those pink walls.

With his fingers sweeping against her swollen clit, he gives her another little shock before re3aching up to a nibble, rolling it between thumb and forefinger as he prepares to launch a sea of little shocks though the teat all in response to getting her ready for what was to come when hos scepter finally joined with her.

Approaching the final segment of symphony number two he pushed her further whilst the latest guest in his bedchamber could only moan with incredible delight as her form bent and twisted with each lick and thrust of the angel. The occasional stroke touched upon the sweeter spots of her core though the treasure cove held a reward beyond imagination that stayed just out of reach.

Flame was a slave to his whims, the tiny protrusion of her clit lighting up with raw, hot pleasure as Nicodemus shocked her again, uncaring of how close she was to orgasm which she managed to prevent from happening by a hair's breadth.

Despite her heightened arousal he dared playing with her, inching her closer to the inevitable physical height. Among the various sensations she felt the subtle adjustments he made, how the finger he assaulted her with left one nub for another. She gasped upon contact with that nipple, the erect nub throbbing with the pressure of her blood as it surged inside, barely swelling at his touch though she squealed in pleasure as he applied a pressure of his own.

Slipping further down she brushed over the curve of an engorged breast herself, cupping the massive mound as the mere first stroke sent her lust driving to new heights. Slowly massaging it she could barely do as much as Nicodemus as though he was drawing every last bit of strength from her moist lips. Her breaths became more frantic in response to this gentler approach, she expected him to drive her crazy with more to break the final stretch of her resistance, but it wasn't until a moment later that he launched his fatal series of shocks.

"N-no .. not without yo-!" The woman was gritting her teeth then, trying to hold on just a little longer though the current flowing through her overly sensitive bust proved too much to bear. He sent her over the edge with a crescendo of desperate moans that ended in a lusty scream, the muscles of her delicate hands clenched tightly as she held him in place and her breast nearly appeared to get squished, portions of the smooth, pale flesh protruding from the gaps inbetween her tender fingers whilst the lock of her legs momentarily became unbreakable. Flame tensed up in her entirety, back arched and thighs quivering as her insides convulsed around him, tightly embracing his finger and tongue.

She eased up on him with a pitiful whimper as her body collapsed on the bed, the angel finally free of her bodily restraints as hands and legs leave him, the one on her orb weakly sliding off the woman's chest. With her eyes closed she simply laid there, basking in the afterglow of her climax and panting for air.

"I wanted us to cum together ..", she spoke softly, eyes barely opened and glowing with bliss though her request indicated she wasn't entirely aware of their arrangement anymore. From her position on the bed she remained stretched out before him and whilst she couldn't see his pulsing shaft, leaking the nectar she loved so much, she would've probably enjoyed relieving him of the pressure, only using an equal playing field in their challenge as an excuse afterward.

Whatever it was they did next, she most certainly looked forward to it. Her lights would go out at some point during the night, perhaps sooner than later and what little time they had would have to make up for it in quality.

He stopped soothing her body with his tongue. He unlocked he legs from about his neck soon after before he rose to his full height, grinning down at her, at the effect. He hardly thought he had been as thorough as she but his aim was not her slow torture. It had been a surrender.

But it was her words that had brought it upon herself for Nicodemus was searching for the perfect excuse. He seized her legs draping the heels over his shoulders.

He certainly had been ready and she … well he had ensured that she was physically ready. He didn't know how long she was going to last for but that did not concern him to much. Of course he wanted to take his fill of her, but he was ensure that the deck was even further stacked in his favor.

The tip of his glistening rod touches the gates of paradise. “That can still be arranged, Flame, if you can last long enough.”

He pushed inside her. Heaven, it was so tight that had it not been for his earlier incantation he would have burst with that single thrust. He had not known virgins that had been so tight and that made him approve of this further.

Nicodemus was fairly certain that she had some experience as she was well trained, of course she may have used magic to maintain her body.

“I've never felt anything so tight, Flame.” His thrusts were nice and slow as he pressed into he, his hands sliding down the expanse of her long smooth legs, his thrusts growing a little stronger as he deliberately presses against those spots inside her that he had only discovered a moment before.

Flame had expected him to let her recover from the intense climax before resuming with their lovemaking and thus caught her off guard as he grasped her legs, a weak groan escaping her lips upon adjusting her posture in his favor. She was taken aback by this rash advance, arms shifting into a more comfortable position as they crossed at the wrist and laid flat on the sheets above her head so that he may take a good look at her before starting to join with her body.

A smile briefly crossed her features only to be replaced by one laden with pleasure as her head tilts back, a loud moan filling the air with the initial thrust into her heated core, still sensitive from her recent orgasm. Almost immediately the tightness of her sheath collapsed around his member, squeezing the length of his thick manhood with ever increasing vigor as he drove deeper into her core. By the end of it she clamped down on his girth in ways many males would aspire to feel whilst at the same time ordinary men would most likely stand no chance against the overwhelming pleasure they received from it.

She merely moaned in response to his comment, skillfully manipulating Nicodemus in time with his thrusts as her velvety passage squeezed his member with an unrelenting narrowness and while such an extraordinary ability wouldn't turn her into a goddess it most certainly granted the red haired sorceress a chance to bestow such heavenly pleasantries upon the angel. Naturally she eased up on him as he pulled back, making him crave the temptation of plunging back through the gates of heaven upon which she tightened around him again.

Her swollen breasts swayed in slow, rhythmic motions before him as he slid back into her, the potency of such luscious eye candy only increasing as the more powerful thrusts shook her entire body, even slightly shifting her form with every motion against the fiery red head simply to be drawn back by the strong arms that held her in place. Composed mainly of gentle yet restrained moans and whimpers her voice echoed through the chamber, briefly wondering whether someone was listening to them or not though that thought died as quickly as it came.

"I-I can do better ..", she whispered to him, swallowing hard as her own hips expertly pressed back into his own with each push, burying Nicodemus to the hilt within her burning depths that embraced him with a warm, slick moisture. Simply adding to their bodily pleasure she began to grind her pelvis into his, the pleasure radiating off the sweeter spots found there made her toes curl up though once again she locked him in this pose, the desire to do something, anything demanded it of her as the muscles of her legs tensed up.

"Does it .. feel good?", she asked sheepishly inbetween moans, too caught up in bliss to witness the onrush of his own. Flame was quivering about him, deftly hugging his pulsating member that swiftly enflamed her lust and fueled it to new heights as more frustrated moans spilled into the mix now that she played her own part in their private play. Perhaps she proved to be the best, perhaps not, but that all that mattered little now.

Nicodemus felt simply divine wrapped in the blessed clutches of her flesh that demanded more of him, the friction he delivered sparking up the life hidden away in the drunk woman for she finally got her highly anticipated wish to service him to the fullest.

Transmuters could change their shape and enchantress were rather en-tuned with this sort of thing to have the right spells but he wouldn't have expected such from an elementalist. Perhaps she had been an enchantress at once stage for he had been enthralled with her from the start … then again she couldn't use magic either.

It was a good thing that Murk hadn't been allowed to stretch her out. She had felt fantastic against his, the way she squeezed him was delicious as he filled her with himself always eager for him to return.

She was damn tight on the way in and eased up some as he drew back taking him all in to that heavenly core. That liquid heat eased his passage into her and his urgent thrust grew in intensity for he was eager to return to her core time and time again.

Those beautiful tits put on such a wondrous show of dancing before his golden eyes. He grabbed fists full of those orbs altering between a rough and gentle touch,

“I do not see how you can make this bet-AH!!!"

Her hips grinding against her. He would have already lost if not for his earlier incantation that delayed him from cumming.

Nicodemus nods at her next question. At first it does not seem that he will answer, not trusting his voice but after collecting himself he continues. “I have had virgins that have not been as tight. You are a wonder, Flame. I had misjudged you thinking that you we little more than a comely human. Clearly you have out done the others, by far.”

He was about through with the games having know such splendors could he honestly say that he would not have her the next night and the next?

Keenly taking him in the woman beneath him could barely restrain the ever increasing sounds of passion as his thrusting grows stronger, more intense as his hips collided with the firmness of her bottom as he was repeatedly rocking the red haired beauty's world with a slapping noise. All of him filled her love tunnel, eagerly driving his phallus into her core he stretched her muscles as best as he could though they always seemed to welcome him in the familiar narrow state no matter how many sensitive spots he struck on the way that could throw her off.

Tiny beads of sweat graced the ample mounds before him, sensually shaking back and forth as he invaded her holy passage with his scepter until they stained the palms of his hands. Flame cried out in pleasure at the rough touch despite her waning strength, the curves of her immense orbs spilling forth into the gaps between his fingers though they were simply too bountiful to be held wholly by his hands. Their heat poured onto him, embraced him as he squashed the full roundness of her flesh. The angel had full control over her body, revelling in the feel of it and she was glad to find that he might be able to knock all sense out of her mind before she passed out.

Her heartbeat remained a constant, felt clearly even as he eased up with gentler caresses only to indulge in the massive pair with eager squeezes again, drawing another shout from the well endowed sorceress. Pleasant shudders coursed through her, stunning her in an ever lasting onrush of stimulation that was keeping her senses and muscles occupied though she hadn't changed her posture in the slightest to accommodate him.

The groan spilling from his lips was music to her ears, the added surprise the cherry on top that made it all the sweeter to connect with him on such a level. Physically overwhelming an angel albeit a fallen one was truly satisfying, but not as much as cumming together with Nicodemus when she was ready. Every dive into her snug depths sent her into overdrive, each manipulative squeeze of her swollen orbs filling her with the ferocity of angelic touches.

"Then I'm happy .." Flame smiled in absentminded delight upon hearing his words, that she proved herself worthy of being the best and outdid the others he'd taken much like he took her now. "Nicodemus .." Her eyes pressed close, the sensation of being penetrated so thoroughly too much to bear as she immersed his fiery rod with her bodily riches. ".. Ah! It feels good to me, too!"

The mixture of moans and gasps became more distinct as he drove her closer to the edge, closer to falling asleep on his bed as the pleasure surged through her body in hot, near blinding waves. She clung to the wish of cumming together as the slits of her eyes opened up at least partially, focusing on his golden globes without ever slowing down her own motions that swept over him in fiery passion.

There was a fleeting thought … perhaps she had not used magic at all, perhaps this was not her usual point of entry. Clearly she was experienced and there was no complaints from him. He preferred it that she knew what she was doing. It added to her confidence levels too.

He licked over a nipple as he felt those tight silken walls, almost unyielding in his descent though he knew that humans had odd tastes. Promised nobles to maintain their virginity indulged in anal sex, she was no virgin though. Perhaps she was devoted to her religion or engaged? No, none of that seemed to make sense to him.

Perhaps she was just that damn tight He would test out how tight her ass was later but he already imagined that there was some form of magic or secret that she knew that had her in such a state.

But she felt so good around him that he was through with the games … well sort of. After all he had said it himself. 'After experiencing Heaven, everything else is Hell'.

And so this had been his own little Heaven that he could return to. She could not, would not deny him entry after being ousted from one Paradise he did not think that he would ever find another. There was still the issue of Tori though … but after that had been resolved? He was too busy currently to think that thought to it's conclusion.

Of course she probably wouldn't want to be killed by Tori either so she might appreciate a freedom though he sought to give her a little taste of that freedom now. He had considered rather quickly.

“I'm close Flame,” the enchantment was already waning though he fought on against the sensations that swept over him as pleasant as they were, fingers grasping at her nipples and twisting them with a bit of roughness.

“But I do not wish for this to end, not yet.” He focused his thoughts, his fingernails becoming elongated claws that scratched the under sides of her mounds.

“On, or in ...” Nicodemus glanced into her crimson eyes halting his thrusts for a moment as he moved her legs off of his shoulders, he earlier lick on her nipple practically folding her body in half as he did so.

This was a bit more comfortable as he set her legs either side of him and set his lips against her own.

"You can't cum yet ..", she groaned, the core of her body calling to him though her voice begged the angel not to release. The pressure fixated on her nipples caused her to squeal as his fingers depressed around the puffed up nubs, bursting with pleasant heat that rippled through the flesh in an unceasing stream of joy provided by his every twist of the pulsing twins.

While she couldn't see the effect to his shapeshifting abilities, Flame could very well feel it as her breath nearly got caught up in her throat, letting out a frustrated sigh as the subtly painful yet tingling sensation of his newly formed claws thoroughly befell the smooth curves of her delicate breasts. She quivered beneath this mix of rough and tender affections, revelling in his trusty lance that speared into her depths with an inhuman abundance of vigor.

She was only human and despite her skilled maneuvers when seducing him there was nothing she could do to prevent herself from passing out after such an exhausting first day in prison.

Nicodemus paused in his doings whilst presenting her with a choice at which her eyes widened in surprise. The promise of having him cum inside beset her with a feeling of sheer unearthly happiness, one she desired to indulge in at least once while splattering his seed onto the slutty red head might've given her a look worthy of the state she was in. There'd be no reason for her to complain, after all, he merely gave her what she wanted one way or another. She looked at him with the ruby red of her eyes, glazed over in divine bliss though she could barely focus anymore. "I-Inside .. together .."

This world had been unlike the one she originated from, fantasy crossed with reality as though it resembled normality in this realm. While she did bed with angels before there was no telling whether he could actually impregnate her when doing as she requested, tales of celestial offspring between an angel and a human came to mind although those were stories from her former life as well and might've been proven false if only she could remember more than blurred smudges of Sirocco and the journey leading her there.

As he descended onto her form to steal a kiss Flame deliberately gave in to the pressure, athletic thighs folding toward her torso and spread wide to allow for the bulk of his body to fit inbetween them whilst her legs bent at the knees, gently embracing him. The imminence of her own orgasmic height became apparant the way she squeezed his member, tight walls contracting about him in accordance to his touches on these exquisite mounds before him that one might think she could climax through caressing them alone.

Flame breathed out a muffled sigh as their lips met, her own parting as her tongue reflexively dashed against the confining walls of their mouths with eager prods in the search of another of its kind to dance with. Her eyes closed as they kissed, the curvaceous form stretched below him in this drunken moment of unbound passion, perfectly laid out below him in the delightful heat of her body near his.