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he? It should have
looked ridiculous on her brunet boyfriend with his dark eyebrows, but somehow
he pulled it off. That and the leather-and-metal look armor, the floor-length
red cape, boots not unlike Captain America’s but in black and, of course, the
hammer. Mjolnir.
    “Nice hammer, Asgardian,” she quipped. “You may be worthy of
it, but do you think you’re worthy to fuck a human woman? To throw her about a
bit, make her scream?”
    Standing beside the bed, looking down at her, he responded,
“Throw a woman? Make her scream? That sounds somewhat brutal. I prefer to treat
the opposite sex with respect.”
    “What if she doesn’t want you to?” She smirked, rolling onto
her side and reaching out to touch the hammer.
    “In that case, I shall bow to the lady’s desires. What is it
she desires, specifically?”
    “A good hard fuck from a Norse god,” she replied simply.
    “I would think that is possible.”
    “Good. Now come here.”
    Putting Mjolnir down on the bedside table, Zach climbed onto
the mattress. Immediately he reached out and grasped the back of Reese’s neck
and pulled her in for a kiss. It wasn’t brutal, exactly, but it was rough,
bruising, and had Reese’s pussy completely soaked within seconds. He took her
mouth, truly possessed it, his tongue thrusting in and out, his teeth capturing
her bottom lip and giving it sharp nips.
    He moved away briefly, only to shove her onto her back.
Quickly, he straddled her, leaning down to continue their kiss. Strands of
blond hair tickled her face and neck. The red cape covered them both, the soft
material brushing against Reese’s naked skin. It was in direct contrast to the
eager hands that now explored her body, squeezing her breasts, pinching her
nipples, running short fingernails down her stomach. Wetness continued to pool
in her groin, trickling down into her crack and coating her inner thighs.
    She’d been turned on ever since Bruce Banner had appeared.
After several orgasms and a ton of stimulation, she would have thought her
pussy juices would be running out by now. Apparently not—it seemed that not
only were women multi-orgasmic, but the lubrication would just keep coming for
as long as it was needed.
    Zach’s hand moved between her thighs, seemingly about to
test out that lubrication. Spreading her lips, he entered her with two fingers,
right to the hilt. He finger-fucked her hard, twisting and thrusting, his
knuckles bumping against her G-spot, producing yet more wetness. The sounds
coming from her cunt were rude, almost funny. Sucking, squelching, clicking.
    Reese moaned as he pushed a third finger inside her, the
noise swallowed directly into Zach’s mouth. She felt him smile against her
lips, then, after a beat, he redoubled his efforts. He pumped his hand
furiously and his kisses grew increasingly forceful. She wouldn’t have been at
all surprised if she’d tasted blood. And nor would she have minded—it was
fucking hot. Zach was ravishing her, just as she’d requested, and she couldn’t
have been happier about it. It was amazing, dizzying, heady.
    After another few minutes of frantic tongue-fucking, Zach
pulled away and shifted down her body, his full attention between her legs. He
didn’t bend his head, though, and she wondered what he had in mind.
    It didn’t take at all long to find out. Now with two hands
free, he could further tease and torment her. And that was exactly what he did.
Continuing his ministrations with one hand, he used the other to play with her
clit, which was once again impossibly swollen. Thrusting, pinching, stroking,
rubbing, pulling, he whipped her up into a frenzy of arousal. She felt her
orgasm building, but Zach forbade it.
    “Do not come yet, woman. I have other plans for you.”
    “O-okay,” she squeaked, wondering how the hell she was going
to hold on when he was stimulating her like crazy.
    After some furious activity on her clit, which took her to
the very edge and had her digging her