No, Deny Her

You roar mightily, lifting her bodily and toasing her to the ground before you. She looks startled and a little afraid as you rise, standing authoritatively over her. You grab your thick shaft, pumping rapidly, bringing about your own completion. She moans deeply as your seed shoots over her, coating her breasts and stomach in ropes of white. Wave after wave splash down on her, marking her as yours and yours alone.

She lies back, rubbing your seed into her skin, aroused but still visibly disappointed it was not filling her. You continue to stroke yourself, still hard, driven by the sight of your sister claimed as your for all to see.

"I am sorry Kali. But we have a greater purpose." You are advancing on her again, kneeling down and sliding your cock along her pussy lips.

"I will sire many warriors, and subdue many others. I will build a great army, and we will take what is ours." You push into her once more, roughly pushing her into the hard packed dirt. Kali clings to you, digging in her nails, drawing deep scratches into your back. "I need you to lead my armies. You will be my warrior queen!"

That night, you fuck Kali in a seemingly endless cycle of pounding, riding, thrusting. Your seed paints her body, her face, even the floor of the cave, but never where she desires it most. It is not until the sun threatens to pierce the darkness that the two of you collapse in exhaustion.

By morning, the storm has broken. Free of the frigid wind, you make better time trudging through the snow. Warmed by your night together, you and Kali travel ever southward.