Our protagonist claims the last of the Justice League.

Brandon found his next conquest on the far side of the cage, arriving in time to see Aresia perform a brutal slam—a seed of a memory said it was a “powerbomb”—that put Hawkgirl ‘s back on the ground with Aresia’s face embedded between her luscious thighs. A moan of satisfaction followed Hawkgirl’s grunt of pain, and Brandon watched Aresia’s tongue lash her opponent’s clit until Hawkgirl kicked free. Aresia brushed a lock of hair from her eyes and flicked a thumb over her own nipple. “I remember you posing a better challenge. Shall I put you out of your misery?”

Hawkgirl, nude from red head to delicate toe, nursed her saliva-coated pussy with two fingers. “What misery? This is what it looks like when a woman’s enjoying herself. Judging by your girlfriend, I guess you wouldn’t know.”

Aresia’s brow knit and her foot came down on Hawkgirl’s head. Just before impact, Hawkgirl tilted her neck and swung her body around, grabbing Aresia’s ankle and dragging her to the same level. By the time the limbs stopped flailing, Aresia was prone and face-down on the floor, and Hawkgirl lay on top with Aresia’s arms pulled behind her back in a full nelson. Both women struggled against each other, and Aresia might have turned the tables had Brandon not pushed her legs apart. Hawkgirl’s round ass trembled before him with Aresia’s right below it, and he would have loved trading back and forth between them. Alas, work came first, and he lay atop Hawkgirl with his cock sliding underneath. It only took a few thrusts to find her sopping wet snatch, and she unconsciously angled her hips for him to slide in.

“Finally, fuck!” she screamed, arching her back and yanking Aresia into an even tighter hold. She bucked almost hard enough to throw him off, stroking his full length with every movement. He reached for her wings as a handhold, thought better of it, and wrapped an arm around her instead, grabbing onto one of her heavy tits. A tentative nipple pinch created a louder moan, a quivering “m-m-m-more!” delivered through gritted teeth. While Aresia struggled at the bottom of the tower, unable to do anything but drag her breasts across the cold hard floor, Brandon and Hawkgirl fucked each other with the speed and fury of a long-awaited elevator quickie.

Every time Brandon pounded into Hawkgirl, she pushed back twice as hard, meeting him more than halfway. Unlike some of her more stoic, reserved teammates, she proved an enthusiastic lover, expressing her satisfaction through every part of her body that wasn’t actively manhandling a supervillain. He didn’t have to guess what she wanted; she guided him with the right angles and pace and a constant insistence on being pounded “harder! I want to feel it in the morning! Fuck, I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cuuuuuum!” He put the last of his dwindling energy into banging her, confident she could take all the **** a mere human could muster, and her verbiage degenerated as her wings unfurled and her pussy squeezed his cock for all it was worth. Still a few moments away himself, he kept up his speed even when she went slack, **** her half-conscious body until he felt his balls start to tighten.

Everything went black, and were it not for the sounds of women masturbating themselves stupid around him and the heavenly alien sheath gripping his dick, he might have thought he’d passed out. The world turned and he was on his back, still balls-deep in Hawkgirl, who came to and picked up right where she left off. “The lights! Get me off…I mean, she’s getting away!” In the rush of movement he wasn’t sure which footsteps were Aresia’s, and the only voice he thought he picked out was a hint of Roulette’s laughter on the far side of the room. He grabbed Hawkgirl’s waist and held her in position, and when the lights came on he was treated to a well-curved backside riding him reverse-cowgirl. Several of the minions had cleared out, along with the actual villains, and only a few stragglers remained with him and the heroes.

“We need to…I need…” Hawkgirl reached for Stargirl, then her mace, and finally she planted her hands on the floor and started bouncing. “I need cock! I need it! Give it to me give it to me give it to me!” Brandon obliged, pulling her down on his crotch mostly for show while she did all the hard work. He couldn’t reach her hair any more, but the flesh of her ass felt soft and springy against his fingers, and occasionally he could see the edges of her breasts as they swung far enough to either side of her torso. The display she put on was all the stimulus he needed to forget about the cold, hard floor or the missing enemies. He pumped upward into her canal, forcing her to acclimate to his rhythm with deep, insistent thrusts that rippled through her body. Each push met with a breathy, **** gasp as Hawkgirl brought herself to another orgasm, and he barely managed to close his eyes and think of cleaning supplies long enough to wait her out. When she screamed again and her wings spread wide, he yanked her down and sprayed his seed against the deepest part of her, finally impregnating the last woman in the Justice League.

Stargirl burst from his peripheral vision, dragging Hawkgirl to her feet and eagerly suckling her breasts. “Should—mmm—should we stay here and—mmm-hm—secure the area?”

Hawkgirl groaned and snaked her hand down Stargirl’s stomach toward her bare, glistening slit. “Better than following them into a trap. I still don’t trust our source.”

“Great. Let’s get dicked together.”

“Hm?”

“Stick together.”

“I heard you the first time.” Hawkgirl brought Stargirl to the ground with her and spread her legs, making room for her own exposed hips. While the heroes scissored their recently-fertilized mounds together, Brandon secured his clothes and headed back out the way he had entered. The thirsty minions didn’t appeal to him at the moment, not after so much superhero pussy, and he didn’t want to stick around in case the League was on its way with backup. If only he had seen where Aresia and her group had gone, he could have gone for a bisexual foursome, but that would have to wait for another time.

For now he had to get back. He had a heck of a report to give to Luthor.