Caleb makes the most of his time (MF, dubcon)

Ciri moved slowly, deliberately. She flexed and rolled her hips, riding Caleb’s cock slowly, milking the moment all she could. Her previous encounters had mostly started hard and finished fast. The men were brutes and knew they had to share her so they had taken her quickly and roughly before passing her off to the next man.

But now she was alone with just one of them, she was all his.

She gasped, her eyes pinned tightly closed. Her arms planted on either side of his bed Her hair freed from her normal tied back bun, heavy breaths escaped her mouth as she moved. Her hips rolling slowly, steadily, guided by Caleb’s hands, his fingers digging into her ass as his cock sank in and out of her aching cunt.

Slow and steady, just as how he demanded. Her cunt gripped him, her juices running down his shaft, she shuddered and rolled her hips moaning of the sensation of his cock stretching her body, opening her up, the press of her clit against his torso every time she bottomed out and grinded against him.

She teased herself, building her own pleasure and held back the desire to move faster as his mouth caught one of her breasts and he began suckling on her nipple.

He was good. This was good, but she wanted more, needed more. She picked up her pace moaning as the sound of her body slapping down rang in her ears. She was a whore and this is what she did.

Caleb groaned against her tits but did not tell her to stop or slow so she sped up chasing her own climax.

Just a little more she thought as she bounced up and down on his cock. She let out a small squeak of pleasure as her body tensed, tightened then slammed down onto him driving his cock as deeply into her cunt as she could.

Her body trembled and shook and she pulled up, basking in the amazing feeling of his cock nestled inside her as her body shuddered and convulsed around him before she slammed back down with a moan.

“Yess,” she purred, her back arching, making sure she drove his dick into all the right spots. Again she shook, and again she fucked herself onto his cock. She grunted, then gasped, the warmth, that comforting near incapacitating warmth spilled throughout her.

She cried out with a moan, and lost herself in the feeling, from the tingle to her toes to the ache in her breasts and the pressure of the cock inside her. She let it take her, wash over her as she whimpered, her body tensing then shuddering over and over again.

She was a good little whore she thought as she collapsed onto his naked chest. A good little whore. Her hips continued to move with lazy drawn out strokes, her body unwilling to let the sensations stop.

He urged her off her and she obeyed rolling off onto her back. Sweaty and slick she watched as he moved away from her and stood. His cock softening between his legs, he had spent himself inside her again.

They had been fucking constantly since he had ordered the men back to the estate with their captured monster.

He had cum inside her pussy, her ass, in her mouth and all over her tits. He had made her beg for it. He had made her pretend to fight against him. He had used her in every way she knew a man could use a woman. She was exhausted and thoroughly used and felt absolutely delectable. It had been less than a day.

Caleb stood and Ciri watched as he stretched his back before he reached for a wine skin and drank greedily from it. He dropped it to the side then went to the table where a leather bound case awaited him.

He trailed his fingers over the vials. Hoat had given him twenty to begun the trip. He had given Ciri one a day for the last five days while they hunted the centipede. He had used three on that stupid goat to **** the centipede and used two already tonight. He pulled a full one free. The caravan would travel slow, he could afford two, maybe three days here with her all to himself before he needed to leave to catch up. He turned to Ciri who lay naked, sweaty and panting on his bed.

He opened the vial, taking the tiniest of sips and held back a shutter before he poured the rest over his cock, massaging into his skin. Any exhaustion or weariness he might have felt seemingly vanished replaced with an unbridled need.

“Come get your medicine,” he moaned and Ciri nearly pounced, her lips sealing around his dick as she greedily sucked the liquid from his cock.