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They went at each other for hours - though this time Lance was careful not to break the bed beneath them. The same concern was not given to the pillows, covers, or the sheets. By now, in the late hours of the evening, they were discarded, stained, or otherwise ruined.
All signs of a damn good time, Lance mused as he stared up at the bedroom ceiling.
It was peaceful, but not quiet. Through the walls, he could hear screaming and yelping and cursing - all made in pleasure. Diana and Kory were still making their own fun, he knew. Lance had to admire their stamina. They almost had as much as he did.
Beside him, Jessica stirred, humming softly as she pressed herself into his flank. Naked as he was, she was warm, soft, and an utter delight to feel under his roaming hand. His arm curled around her waist, pulling the woman closer. She hummed even sweeter then, smiling as she rested her head on his chest.
"Feeling better?" Lance asked her. He reached up to run his fingers through her tousled black hair. "Or do you want to go another couple rounds?"
He was ready enough for it. Down between his legs, his half-hard prick stirred, batting against Jessica's thigh. The prodding made her tired eyes light up with eager excitement again.
"I can go… until my body gives out…" Jessica boasted in a hoarse voice. All her screaming had taken a toll.
"Tempting… But I like it better with you around. And I'm in the business of saving damsels, not breaking them."
"And what if this damsel… wants to get broken?"
Jessica stirred against him again, sliding a hand over his muscled stomach, leveraging her body to straddle him. All that splendid warmth and weight settled over his midsection, her buttocks smothering his swelling cock and her breasts flattening against his chest. Her black hair fell around their faces like a curtain, tickling at Lance's cheeks.
Her face was so close that he could feel the warmth of her breath against his lips. All he could see was the shine of her eyes, that desperate craving that his pheromones had made to burn so hot.
"Wow." Lance settled his hands at the small of Jessica's back. A lovely place to hold a woman. "This last week must have been torture for you. Sorry I had you waiting so long."
Jessica let out a faint little laugh. She wiggled her bottom against his cock, cackling now.
"All is forgiven." She told him, taking his lower lip between her teeth. She lashed her tongue against it, once, twice, before letting it snap away. She dropped her voice lower. "Mostly forgiven."
"Are you mad that I pulled in another girl?" Lance felt he had to ask.
Jessica answered with another bout of laughter. This time it was louder, mirthful, and snorting. She dropped her head to his chest, pressing soft kisses to his throat between her fits of giggles.
"You're joking." She murmured into the crook of his neck. "Why would I be mad? Starfire is bloody gorgeous! And you should know by now, I don't mind sharing."
By now, Lance's cock had swelled to full hardness, pulsing from his heartbeat. Jessica sighed deeply, no doubt feeling the club of flesh spasming against her slick, well-bred mound. She wiggled her hips, grinding herself against him, smearing yet another helping of wetness along his shaft. The silken heat had Lance groaning.
Then her lips were at his ear and her voice poured in wicked honey.
"I think I like you making time with other girls." Jessica purred. "Means my man is a total stud."
Lance liked that answer. He really liked that answer. And judging Jessica's little gasp, she could feel just how much he liked it.
Then she was rising away from him, rising until she was sitting up on his lap. Lance drank her in, that firm, shapely body that was always a pleasure to behold. Plump rounded breasts caught in a faint sway by gravity, settled nice and perky over that flat, muscled tummy. Wide hips flaring out, shaping that full, soft bottom currently planted atop his hard, aching cock.
Looking down at him, sporting a dazzling, devious smile and bright, willful eyes. One might have never guessed she was utterly spent just a few moments ago. Softly, slowly, she drew her fingertips over his chest, down his stomach, down to where her cunt pressed against him. She bit her lip, looking expectant now. Waiting on his word.
For Lance, that was when the gears in his head finally started to turn.
"So…" He drew his hands along the slopes of her thighs. Lovely, lovely legs his Jessica had. "You like it when I fuck other women?"
Jessica nodded, still smirking. Her hands crept back over his stomach, feeling each muscle.
"Almost as much as I like fucking you myself." Her voice dropped, low and sultry. "When you were with Diana in the simulation chamber… I loved watching you put that body to work. You were built to fuck."
Lance's cock twitched again, like the slab of meat itself agreed with Jessica. Lance sure did. She wasn't wrong. HYDRA may not have meant for him to have his pheromones, but he came with them all the same. He was built this way. His muscles, his power, his looks. Godly from the very beginning.
And what kind of God didn't use his divine gifts?
"In that case…" Lance hummed gently, drawing his hand over the soft plane of Jessica's tummy. He met her eyes, one brow raised. "You know any heroines who might want to take the Titan for a spin?"
Jessica slapped his chest playfully. "What, three superbabes aren't enough for you?"
"You three are just perfect." He patted her lower belly, right over her womb. How many loads had he left there by now? More than a dozen, surely. "But I think I can handle even more."
Jessica didn't say anything at first, but the way her eyes lit up all over again… She stirred on his lap some, a faint little shiver that a normal man would have missed. Lance's smirk grew. He had her.
"The balls on you…" Jessica mused. There was a new edge to her voice. Not just simply impressed. Reverent. "I have a couple of ideas, yeah. Some friends of mine. I know for a fact they haven't had decent dick in a while."
"Craving some action?"
"Practically starving for it. I'll put in a good word." Jessica dropped back down, draping herself over him again. Her lips grazed his. "Plenty of good words."
Her kiss was deep and hungry, her tongue demanding entrance to his mouth. Lance accepted her challenge eagerly, sending his own tongue to do battle as he wrapped his arms tightly around her. A delight as it ever was to have a woman in his arms, warm and soft and vibrant.
For a long, long moment, they enjoyed each other. Lance savored the taste of Jessica, enamored his palms with the damp heat of her sweaty skin. He enjoyed the softness of her willing flesh and the maddening way she writhed in his arms. So wanton and playful she was, stirring up ravenous hunger deep in his gut. But it wasn't just Jessica who was stirring up that fire.
There was that screaming again, coming through the bedroom walls. Throaty, piercing cries that could only ever be born from ecstasy. Diana and Kory were tireless in their entertainment of each other, it seemed.
Lance and his cock agreed: those two had been patient long enough. Gently, he moved Jessica off of his lap. She was reluctant of course, stealing a few more kisses from him before he managed to untangle himself from her arms.
"Baby?" She asked after him as he rolled out of bed.
"Damn fine plan." Lance told her, heading for the bedroom door. "We should celebrate."
"Weren't we already?" Jessica snorted, perching herself up on her elbows.
Lance sent a simple grin her way. Then he unlocked the door. He stuck his head into the hallway and called out.
"Ladies! VIP's open!"
The shrieks and pleasured moans came to a sudden halt. A bit of excited whispering. Then came the padding of bare feet rushing down the hall. Lance could only hear them, of course. He was already waiting by the bed.
"So when I said I could go until my body gives out…" Jessica warned.
She never got to finish speaking. An Amazon and a Tamaranean pushed on through the bedroom doorway. Naked and sweaty they both were, with wild, messy hair and bright, blazing eyes. Ample chests rising and falling as they breathed, the sight impossible for even a god to ignore. Perfect creatures, just like Jessica.
As Lance expected, Diana and Kory were thin on patience. They swarmed him and Jessica, practically tackling him onto the bed. Plenty of kisses followed, a shower of them all over his face, his neck, his body, joined by adoring hands groping with abandon. Lance didn't mind in the slightest. But he was mindful.
He glanced aside, seeing Jessica getting smothered within Kory's mouthwatering cleavage.
"Don't wear her out." He groused to Kory, huffing as Diana sucked at his neck. "She might need a breather."
But Jessica somehow had enough strength to pull her face out of that glorious, orange valley.
"I've handled you." She shot back, her eyes going dreamy as Kory cradled her head to her bosom. "I can handle… a little extra company."
"Do you need a breather, Lance?" Kory asked him innocently, letting out a little sigh as Jessica latched onto one of her round, puffy nipples.
Lance managed a chuckle, even as Diana wrapped her fingers around his shaft and started stroking.
"Remember who you're talking to." He huffed.
"Then you have no excuse." Diana finally spoke. There was intent in her voice. In her eyes, too. Her strokes quickened. "You're not leaving until you've fucked me again."
It was a fair deal. Especially when his cock ached for another taste of hot, wet cunt.
As Diana pinned him to the bed, preparing to skewer herself onto his hard prick, Lance managed to lock eyes with Jessica again. Even with her face buried in Kory's tits, she had her eye on them. On him.
He put on a cheeky grin, just as he felt the splendid heat of Diana's body slip down around him.
"So you like watching my body go to work, huh?"