The Reaper Collects: Pt. 2 (Patreon)

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He grabbed her from behind, his large hands clutching her body tightly. She felt a wave of excitement and awe course through her — excitement of him, and awe at the raw power he exuded. Reaper reached around and grabbed her breasts, teasing her nipples. His touch was rough and demanding, yet strangely gentle and tender. Amelia felt the heat between them intensifying and found herself slowly melting away.

Reaper moved his attention lower, trailing his hands down her body until he reached her thighs. He carefully spread them apart, pressing his hard, thick penis between them. He pushed himself against her, breathing deeply as Amelia gasped in pleasure. Amelia was sure that even the moon was blushing with embarrassment at the rampant display of passion.

Reaper bent her body forward, pulling her into a doggie-style position. Moving his hands to her hips, he began thrusting her hard and fast. Amelia felt her body shaking with pleasure as Reaper pounded her with increasing intensity. He twisted his finger in a circular motion around her clitoris, sending wave after wave of pleasure cascading through her body.

Reaper moved his hands back up her body, running his fingers through her hair and caressing her face. He leaned in and captured her in a passionate gaze as he continued to move inside her. Amelia could feel her orgasm coming, and she gasped as it finally overtook her. Reaper continued to thrust as Amelia quivered in ecstasy, her body shuddering in pleasure. He then released himself inside of her, and they both collapsed in a sweaty, exhausted heap.

They lay there for a few moments, panting, and then Reaper moved away from Amelia. He turned back into a cloud of smoke and disappeared into the night. Amelia lay there, her body trembling from the power of their encounter. She had been both hunter and hunted, and it had been the most erotic experience of her life.