Alright, good smut wrap up, back to the plot!

The fourth position began with Valkyria on her back, her head hanging off the edge of the bed. Forgefire stood at the foot of the bed, his massive member standing at attention. He gazed down at her, his eyes full of desire, and he leaned over to kiss her. Valkyria opened her mouth, taking him in, their tongues entwining. His hands roamed over her body, caressing her breasts, her stomach, and her thighs.

As they kissed, Forgefire slowly lowered himself onto her, his hard body pressing down on hers. He moved his hand down to her core, gently rubbing her folds. Valkyria gasped, arching her back and pushing herself against his hand. "Please," she moaned. "Please, I need you inside me."

Without a word, Forgefire pulled back and positioned himself between her legs. He slowly slid into her, inch by inch, until he was fully inside her. Valkyria cried out, her back arching as he filled her. He began to move, his body rocking back and forth as he thrust into her, his hands on her hips.

Valkyria's body responded eagerly, her hips meeting his with each thrust. She felt the pleasure building inside her, and she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper into her. "Oh, Forgefire," she gasped. "You feel so good inside me."

Forgefire groaned in response, increasing the pace of his thrusts. He leaned down, kissing her again, their tongues dancing together. Valkyria could feel the heat building inside her, and she knew she was close. She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him close, as she cried out in ecstasy.

As Forgefire continued to thrust into Valkyria, he could feel the heat building inside of him. He knew that he was getting closer to the brink, but he wasn't quite there yet. Meanwhile, Valkyria was panting and moaning, her body writhing with pleasure as Forgefire filled her again and again. As he pulled out of her for a moment, he could see the desire in her eyes, begging him to continue.

"Please," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of their bodies slapping together as he entered her again. "Don't stop, Forgefire. I need more."

Forgefire grinned wickedly, enjoying the power he held over the beautiful werewolf beneath him. "What do you need, my dear?" he asked, taunting her.

"I need you to fill me again," Valkyria replied, her voice filled with need. "Please, Forgefire. I need it inside of me."

"Say it again," Forgefire demanded, increasing the speed and intensity of his thrusts.

"I need you to fill me," Valkyria moaned, her words becoming more **** with each passing moment. "Please, Forgefire. I need you."

"Good girl," Forgefire growled, feeling himself getting closer to the edge. "But you'll have to beg a little harder than that if you want me to give you what you want."

Valkyria whimpered, her body aching with desire as she pleaded with him. "Please, Forgefire. I'll do anything. Just fill me again. Please."

Forgefire chuckled, feeling a sense of triumph as he continued to drive into her. "That's more like it," he said. "But you're not done yet. "

And so, the cycle continued. Forgefire would bring Valkyria to the brink of ecstasy, only to pull back and make her beg for more. With each cycle, Valkyria grew more **** and Forgefire grew more powerful, relishing in the control he held over her. But as the night wore on, even he could feel the intensity building to an almost unbearable level, and he knew that they were both fast approaching their limits.

With a final thrust, Forgefire reached his limit and let out a deep growl as he released inside Valkyria. She let out a long moan, feeling his warmth fill her up, and collapsed onto the bed, spent.

As Forgefire withdrew, Valkyria rolled over to face him, a contented smile on her face. "Thank you," she said, her voice husky. Forgefire grinned and lay down beside her, his chest heaving with exertion.

"No, thank you," he said. "That was quite the workout."

Valkyria laughed softly and snuggled up to him, feeling his warmth against her. "I'm glad you enjoyed it," she said, closing her eyes.

Forgefire wrapped his arm around her and held her close, feeling a sense of satisfaction wash over him. He had taken his payment, but in the process had gained something more valuable: a connection with Valkyria that he knew he would never forget. And as he drifted off to sleep, he knew that he had found a new passion, one that he hoped he could continue to explore with the fiery werewolf again.