Death wants to fuck

Maddie immediately knew that Death wanted to fuck.

Which was what Maddie wanted as well.

She found the very idea of Death to be irresistible and that was something he clearly knew.

That type of fascination with him would come in very handy in the future.

Death knew that, once had his hooks in someone, he made damn sure that they would stay his.

He already knew that Maddie was going to be no different.

Hell she probably knew that all she needed was a little taste of him and she be willing to do his bidding for the rest of her life.

In fact, there was a good chance that, if she impressed him enough, he keep her very close.

At least, that's what she hoped.

Maddie closed her eyes for just a second and mentally readied herself for what they were about to do.

Mainly because she was sure that he was gonna be merciless.

Granted, Maddie was going to love it as she loved the roughest possible sex, she knew that what she loved was going to be secondary.

This was all about pleasing Death.

Before she had ever met Scott Summers, she would have certainly considered that to be weird sentence to be rattling around her brain.

These days, however, it seemed like a totally normal thought to have.

Heck, just being around Death was enough to make Maddie feel like she had all the pieces to life that she'd ever need.

Everything just made sense now.

There was little ceremony as Death laid Maddie down and took a moment to enjoy the sight of her.

The fact that she looked exactly like Jean Grey made this situation much hotter.

If Death couldn't get to Jean at the moment then he'd happily settle for Maddie as the next best thing.

And it wasn't exactly like she was a bronze medal.

Death knew that he was going to be very useful to him very soon.

Death was going to claim her and there was nothing anyone could do about it.

And he proved that as he moved over her and slowly entered her pussy.

"God, it's...I..." Was all that Maddie could say as he started to fuck her.

Maddie had experienced many lovers in her life.

First it was Cyclops, then his brother, Havok, then it was Shaw and countless men in the Hellfire Club.

Even as skilled as some of them were, they all paled in comparison to Death.

Over and over Death thrust into her, eager to let her know that she belonged to him now and that everything but him and his pleasure was unimportant.

"All mine." He growled, as he watched her body writhe under his.

She agreed 100 percent with that sentiment.

As she felt his massive cock move inside her pussy, she knew that she'd never want anything more in her life.

"Yes, I'm yours...all yours." She said as she kissed all over his face.

Death liked hearing that, but he was far from done with her.

If there was one thing that was truly legendary about Gambit, it was his stamina.

It wasn't uncommon for one of his ex-lovers to brag about how Gambit had worn them out whenever they fucked.

Even the most fit superheroine were surprised at how long Remy could go for (and how many times he could go in one night).

And he was going to show her that by slowly exiting her pussy, much to her shock.

"What, what are you doing?" Maddie frantically asked.

Death grinned, there was still so much to do with her that Death decided it was time for something truly special.