Chapter 1: The dragon and pro hero
The fire snapped and cracked quietly in the grand hearth of Lakeview Manor’s library, the low orange light mingling with the deepening shadows of evening. Forge sat comfortably in the massive chair, its thick frame built to withstand his colossal weight, his simple wool shirt stretched across his broad shoulders as Nana made herself even more at home sprawled across his lap.
She shifted lazily feeling his cock becoming hard, the oversized tunic she wore hiking up just enough to bare more of her toned, scar-scattered legs, her bare skin warm where it brushed against his hard-muscled thigh while the tunic cut low enough to show ample cleavage of her massive bust. Her head rested just below his jaw, her arms lazily wrapped around his neck now as she tilted her head to look up at him with a playful gleam in her dull purple eyes.
Forge, ever patient even as a faint blush darkened the tan of his skin, rumbled, "So... who is this Toshinori you spoke of? He sounds important to you."
Nana smiled, the fondness softening her features as she lightly drummed her fingers against his chest. "Toshinori Yagi," she said, the name rolling off her tongue with affection and pride. "My reckless little idiot. He was born quirkless, but he had a dream... to become the pillar of hope the world needed. The Symbol of Peace." She chuckled, the sound vibrating against his ribs. "He practically begged me to train him. Didn't matter that he had no quirk. Didn't matter that everyone told him it was impossible. He just kept standing up, over and over again. Reminded me a little too much of myself."
Forge listened intently, the deep gold flecks in his eyes brightening with something like admiration. "You gave him One For All," he said, not as a question, but as a quiet certainty.
Nana nodded, resting her forehead against his collarbone. "Yeah. I saw the heart in him. The unbreakable kind. The kind that laughs in the face of defeat. I gave him the torch." She exhaled slowly, then added, "When I... when I didn’t come back, I left him under Sorahiko Torino’s wing."
At that, Forge winced so visibly it made her burst into laughter, a bright, mischievous sound that echoed off the high beams of the library.
"Yeah, that Sorahiko," Nana teased, pulling back just enough to see the grimace still lingering on Forge's face. "Poor Toshinori. Bet Torino's still kicking him around like an unruly puppy."
Forge gave a low grunt of sympathy, his hand settling naturally at the curve of her waist and he with out shame grabs a handful of her muscular ass briefly. "By Talos, the lad deserves a monument just for surviving that old goat’s training."
Nana giggled, shifting again with far more deliberate slowness, the friction of her movement sending subtle signals between them as his hardened cock presses tight through his pants and against her. Her grin turned decidedly wicked as she dragged her fingers idly along the line of his bearded jaw, feather-light touches that betrayed her growing restlessness. "Speaking of surviving," she purred in a voice rich with innuendo, "now that I’m all healed up, maybe we can finally catch up properly... make up for those long, lonely, miserable dry spells we've both been suffering through?" Her words were a teasing caress in themselves, her legs sliding a little more securely across his lap, letting him feel exactly how serious she was and letting him feel how wet she was.
Forge’s eyes darkened slightly, the gold in them gleaming like molten ore under a blacksmith's hammer. His smile was slow, predatory, and full of heat barely restrained. He leaned in until his forehead brushed hers again, his voice a low growl thick with a hunger he no longer bothered to hide. "Aye," he rumbled, "I think it's about time we fixed that. And I intend to make sure neither of us walks straight for a week."
Before Nana could shoot back another teasing quip, Forge shifted with a fluid strength that made her breath hitch—his arms sliding under her back and thighs with easy power. He lifted her effortlessly off his lap, cradling her against his chest as if she weighed nothing at all.
Nana’s heart thundered against her ribs at the sheer eagerness in the way he moved, the way his fingers tightened possessively around her as he rose to his full, towering height. She laughed breathlessly, clutching at his shoulders as he carried her out of the library with determined, deliberate steps, the sound of her laughter trailing behind them like music.
And in that moment, as the fire crackled and the heavy oak doors of the library swung shut behind them, Nana Shimura knew with absolute certainty: she wasn’t dreaming. She had found her dragon again. And this time, she wasn’t letting go and now she gets to ride her dragon again for as long and as much as she wants.
The grand staircase leading up to the main bedroom was a blur of movement as Forge ascended with her, his stride long and sure, the muscles in his arms flexing with every step. The air was thick with anticipation, the scent of woodsmoke and the faintest hint of Nana's perfume filling the space between them.
The main bedroom was a sanctuary of warmth and rustic charm, the massive four-poster bed looming in the center like a promise. The stone hearth crackled merrily, casting dancing shadows on the handwoven rugs and the rough-hewn furniture. The shelves lining the walls groaned under the weight of old tomes, their spines worn and their pages yellowed with age.
The scent of leather and parchment filled the air, a comforting aroma that seemed to whisper tales of old. The room was bathed in the soft glow of lanterns, their light casting a warm, inviting ambiance over the space.
Forge stepped into the room, his stride confident and purposeful. He carried Nana with ease, her body pressed tightly against his, her arms wrapped around his neck. She looked up at him, her dull purple eyes sparkling with mischief and desire. "Put me down, you brute," she teased, but there was no real malice in her voice. She was enjoying the ride.
Forge chuckled, a deep rumble that vibrated through his chest.
"Brute, am I? You haven't seen anything yet, love." He carried her to the bed, his eyes never leaving hers. He set her down gently, his hands lingering on her waist, his thumbs tracing circles on her skin. She shivered under his touch, her breath hitching slightly.
Nana smirked, her eyes gleaming with challenge. "Oh, I've seen plenty, dragon. But I'm always up for a reminder." She reached up, her fingers tangling in the long braids framing his face, pulling him down to her. Their lips met in a fierce, hungry kiss, a clash of teeth and tongues and pent-up desire.
Forge's hands roamed over her body, tracing the curve of her hips, the swell of her breasts, the hard lines of her abs. She arched into his touch, a soft moan escaping her lips as he cupped her breast, his thumb brushing against her nipple through the thin fabric of her tunic. She could feel his cock, hard and insistent, pressing against her thigh, and she ground against him, a silent demand for more.
"Fuck, you feel so good," she murmured against his lips, her hands sliding down his chest, tracing the lines of his muscles.
She could feel the heat of his skin, the power that radiated from him, and it sent a shiver of anticipation down her spine. She broke away from the kiss, her breath coming in short gasps as she looked up at him, her eyes filled with a hunger that matched his own.
Forge's eyes were dark with desire, the gold flecks in them almost glowing in the soft light of the room. He reached up, his fingers tangling in her hair, pulling her head back gently. "You're mine, Nana," he growled, his voice a low rumble that sent a thrill of excitement through her.
"And I'm going to remind you of that in every inch of your body."
Nana's breath hitched, her heart pounding in her chest as she felt his hands move to the hem of her tunic. She lifted her arms, allowing him to pull the garment over her head, revealing her bare skin. The cool air of the room made her nipples harden, and she shivered slightly as his eyes roamed over her body, taking in every curve and line.
Forge's gaze was intense, his eyes darkening with desire as he looked at her. "You're beautiful," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.
His hands traced the lines of her body, from the curve of her waist to the swell of her hips, his touch sending shivers down her spine. "Every inch of you is perfect."
Nana smiled, her eyes never leaving his as she reached up to unbutton his shirt. "You're not so bad yourself, dragon," she teased, her fingers brushing against his skin as she pushed the shirt off his shoulders. "Though I must admit, I've missed this." She ran her hands over his chest, tracing the lines of his muscles, her fingers lingering on the scars that crisscrossed his skin.
Forge's breath hitched at her touch, his eyes darkening with desire.
"You're not the only one who's missed this, love," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that sent a shiver down her spine. "I've dreamt of this moment for years. Of your touch, your taste, your scent." He leaned down, his lips brushing against hers in a soft, tender kiss that belied the raw hunger in his eyes.
Nana's heart pounded in her chest, her breath coming in short gasps as she pulled back slightly, her eyes locked with his. "I've dreamt of you too, dragon," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion.
"Every night, I'd wake up with your name on my lips, your touch on my skin." She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear as she spoke, her breath hot against his skin. "I'd imagine your hands on me, your mouth on me, your cock inside me." She felt him shudder at her words, his grip on her tightening as he pulled her closer, his lips finding hers in a fierce, hungry kiss.
His tongue plunged into her mouth, exploring, claiming, and she met his passion with her own, their bodies pressing together as if they were made to fit perfectly.
Forge's hands roamed over her body, tracing the curves and lines of her muscles, his touch sending shivers down her spine. He cupped her breast, his thumb brushing against her nipple, and she moaned into his mouth, her body arching into his touch.
He broke away from the kiss, his breath coming in short gasps as he looked down at her. "You're so fucking beautiful," he growled, his voice thick with desire.
His hands moved to her waist, his fingers hooking into the waistband of her pants, pulling them down in one smooth motion. She lifted her hips to help him, her breath hitching as the cool air hit her bare skin. He tossed the pants aside, his eyes never leaving hers as he took in the sight of her, naked and wanton before him.
Nana smirked, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "You're not so bad yourself, dragon," she teased, her voice a low purr. "But I must admit, I've missed this." She reached out, her fingers tracing the lines of his abs, her nails lightly scratching his skin.
"I've missed this," she repeated, her voice barely above a whisper. "I've missed you, Forge. Every fucking inch of you." "You have no idea how much I've missed you, Nana," he growled, his voice thick with emotion. "I've dreamt of this. Of you. Every fucking night."
He leaned down, his lips finding hers in a fierce, hungry kiss. His hands roamed over her body, tracing the lines of her muscles, his touch sending shivers down her spine.
He cupped her ass, his fingers digging into the firm flesh as he lifted her, positioning her so that she could feel the hard length of him pressing against her core. She moaned into his mouth, her legs wrapping around his waist, her heels digging into the small of his back as she pulled him closer, grinding against him.
Forge growled, a low, primal sound that sent a thrill of excitement through her. He broke away from the kiss, his breath coming in short gasps as he looked down at her, his eyes dark with desire. "You're so fucking beautiful," he growled, his voice thick with emotion.
"I want to taste every inch of you." He leaned down, his lips finding the sensitive spot where her neck met her shoulder, his tongue tracing a path down to her collarbone. She shivered under his touch, her fingers tangling in his hair, holding him close as he explored her body with his mouth.
His hands roamed over her, cupping her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her nipples, making them harden even more. He took one into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the sensitive peak, his teeth grazing lightly. She gasped, her back arching as pleasure shot through her.
"Fuck, Forge," she moaned, her voice ragged.
"That feels so good." She could feel the heat of his mouth, the wetness of his tongue, and it sent a jolt of pleasure straight to her core. She squirmed under him, her hips moving in time with his tongue, seeking more friction, more pressure.
Forge chuckled, the sound vibrating against her skin, sending another shiver down her spine. He pulled back, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he looked up at her. "You taste even better than I remember," he said, his voice a low rumble. "Like honey and fire."
Nana smirked, her eyes filled with challenge. "Is that all you've got, dragon?
You're going to have to do better than that if you want to keep up with me," Nana teased, her voice a sultry purr as she pushed against him, her hips grinding against his. She could feel the heat of his body, the hard lines of his muscles, and it sent a thrill of excitement through her.
Forge's eyes darkened with a challenge, a slow, predatory smile spreading across his face. "Oh, love, you have no idea what I've got planned for you," he said, his voice a low growl that sent a shiver down her spine. He reached down, his fingers tracing the line of her jaw, his thumb brushing against her bottom lip.
"You're a temptress, Nana," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that sent a shiver down her spine. "And I'm going to enjoy every second of this."
Nana's breath hitched, her heart pounding in her chest as she looked up at him, her eyes filled with a hunger that matched his own. "And I'm going to enjoy every second of you," she whispered, her voice thick with desire.
Forge's smile was slow, predatory, and full of heat barely restrained.
He leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "I'm going to start with your mouth, love. I want to feel those lips wrapped around my cock, hear you moan around me as I fuck your face."
Nana's breath hitched, her eyes widening slightly at his crude words, but her body responded eagerly, her nipples hardening even more, her core clenching with anticipation. "Is that so, dragon?" she purred, her voice a sultry challenge. "And what makes you think I won't bite?"
Forge chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that sent a shiver down her spine.
"You're a wildcat, Nana," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that sent a thrill of excitement through her. "But I know you won't. You love my cock too much to bite it off." He leaned back, his eyes never leaving hers as he reached down, his fingers tracing the line of her jaw, his thumb brushing against her bottom lip. "And I know you'll take every inch of it, won't you, love?" "I'll take every inch of you, dragon," she whispered, her voice thick with desire. Nana smirks as she lays on the bed with her head hanging off it upside down as she lays on her back and she sticks her tongue out as she opens her mouth wide.
"You're right, dragon," she taunts, "I won't bite. But I might just swallow you whole." Her eyes gleam with mischief as she wiggles her hips, her legs dangling over the edge of the bed, her core aching with anticipation.
Forge's eyes darken with a hunger that matches her own, as he takes off his pants letting his massive 15in long and 3in thick cock land right onto her face with his balls landing onto Nana mouth.
She moans at the feeling of his heavy balls on her tongue and his cock landing on her face. She sticks her tongue out and licks the underside of his cock from the base to the tip, tasting the precum that has already started to form. She looks up at him with a wicked grin and says, "You taste even better than I remember, dragon. Like salty sweetness and power." She then opens her mouth wide and takes the head of his cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it, tasting every inch of him.
She moans around his cock, the vibrations sending a jolt of pleasure through him. He groans, his hands fisting in her hair, guiding her as she takes more of him into her mouth, inch by inch. She can feel him hitting the back of her throat, but she relaxes her muscles, taking him deeper, until her lips is pressed against base of the cock with her nose pressed against his balls as that she can see his his balls as he continued to fuck her throat with powerful thrusts making her entire body jiggle.
"Fuck, Nana," he growls, his voice thick with desire. "You feel so fucking good." She can feel the tension in his body, the way his muscles coil like a spring, ready to explode. She knows he's close, and she wants to taste him, to feel him come undone in her mouth. She moans in shock as his hands grab her breasts as handles as he picks up speed.
He thrusts his cock into her mouth faster and faster, his balls slapping against her face as he fucks her throat. She can feel the heat of his body, the power of his muscles as he uses her mouth for his pleasure.
Forge's breath comes in short, ragged gasps, his grip on her tits tightening as he fucks her mouth with abandon. "You feel so fucking good.
I can't... I can't hold back much longer, love," Forge grunts, his voice strained with effort. His hips move faster, his cock sliding in and out of her mouth with a wet, slapping sound that fills the room. His grip on her breasts tightens, his fingers digging into her flesh as he uses her body for his pleasure.
Nana's eyes water as she takes him deeper, her nose pressing against his balls, her throat stretching to accommodate his size. She moans around his cock, the vibrations sending shivers down his spine.
She can feel him hitting the back of her throat, but she relaxes her muscles, taking him deeper, until her lips are pressed against the base of his cock, her nose pressed against his balls. She inhales the sent of his musk which makes her extremely more horny. "You feel so fucking good," he grunts, his voice strained with effort.
"I'm going to come, love. Swallow every drop, like a good girl." His words are crude, but his tone is filled with reverence, a testament to the trust and intimacy they share.
Nana's eyes flash with a mix of defiance and desire at his words, but she doesn't pull back. Instead, she moans around his cock, her fingers digging into the flesh of his ass, pulling him closer, urging him on. She wants to taste him, to feel him come undone in her mouth.
Forge's body tenses, his cock throbbing as he reaches the edge.
"Fuck, Nana," he grunts, his voice a low growl. “Here in cum swallow every last drop!” Forge roars as he thrusts his hips forward, his cock pulsing as he releases his hot seed into Nana's waiting mouth. She moans around him, her throat working as she swallows every drop, her eyes locked with his, a look of pure satisfaction on her face. He can feel her tongue, soft and warm, lapping at him, cleaning him, and it sends shivers down his spine.
Forge pulls back, his cock slipping from her mouth with a wet pop. He looks down at her, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath. "By the nine, Nana," he says, his voice a low rumble.
"You're a fucking goddess.” Nana with an audible pop of her mouth laughs before saying, “Ten years since I had my favorite protein shake I hope I can have many more before the night is over?” After she finishes speaking she goes back sucking on his balls. She takes them into her mouth one at a time, rolling them around with her tongue. She licks and sucks them, making sure to pay extra attention to the sensitive spot behind them. Forge groans, his hands fisting in one her tits making her moan, his hips bucking slightly as she works her magic.
“Fuck, Nana,” he growls, his voice thick with desire. “You’re going to make me come again if you keep doing that.”
Nana looks up at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Is that so, dragon?” she teases, her voice a sultry purr.
“I thought you were a man of many talents, but it seems you’re a bit too eager to come again so soon.”
Forge chuckles, a low, rumbling sound that sends a shiver down her spine. “Eager? I’m just a man who knows what he wants, and right now, I want you.”
He gets on the bed and starts to kiss Nana body mainly her hardened muscles like her abs and biceps driving her up the wall for she loves it when he worship her muscles with him taking his sweet time. He then moves down to her hips and ass kissing and licking them before moving down to her thighs and calves worships her thick muscular thighs that could crush a skull. Nana starts to encourage his worshiping of her thighs.
"You know what I like, dragon. Don't be shy," she teases, her voice a sultry purr. "Show me how much you appreciate my strength." Forge looks up at her, his eyes darkening with desire as he leans in, his lips brushing against her inner thigh. He starts to kiss and lick her, his tongue tracing a path up to her core, his hands gripping her thighs, holding her in place.
"You're so fucking strong, Nana," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble that sends a shiver down her spine. "I can feel the power in your muscles, the strength in your body.
It's intoxicating," Forge growls, his voice thick with desire. He looks up at her, his eyes gleaming with a hunger that matches her own. "I want to taste you, Nana.
Nana's breath hitches, her heart pounding in her chest as she looks down at him, her eyes filled with a hunger that mirrors his own. "Then taste me, dragon," she whispers, her voice a sultry challenge. "Show me what you've got."
Forge's smile is slow, predatory, and full of heat barely restrained. He leans in, his lips brushing against her core, his tongue tracing a path up to her clit.
She gasps, her back arching as pleasure shoots through her. He chuckles, the sound vibrating against her skin, sending another shiver down her spine. "You taste like heaven, love," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble that sends a thrill of excitement through her.
He starts to lick and suck, his tongue exploring every inch of her, his fingers digging into the flesh of her thighs, holding her in place. She can feel the heat of his mouth, the wetness of his tongue, and it sends a jolt of pleasure straight to her core. She moans, her fingers tangling in his hair, holding him close as he explores her body with his mouth.
"Fuck, Forge," she gasps, her hips moving in time with his tongue, seeking more friction, more pressure. "That feels so fucking good."
Forge growls, the sound vibrating against her skin, sending another jolt of pleasure through her. He slips a finger inside her, his tongue continuing to swirl around her clit. She gasps, her back arching as pleasure shoots through her. "You're so fucking tight, love," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble that sends a thrill of excitement through her.
Nana smirks, her eyes gleaming with mischief.
"You talk too much, dragon," she teases, her voice a sultry purr. "Less talking, more licking." Forge chuckles, a low, rumbling sound that sends a shiver down her spine. "As you wish, love," he says, his voice a low rumble that sends a thrill of excitement through her. He leans in, his tongue delving deeper, his fingers moving in and out of her, his thumb brushing against her clit. She gasps, her hips bucking as pleasure shoots through her. "Fuck, Forge," she moans, her fingers tangling in his hair, holding him close. "Just like that, dragon.
Don't stop," Nana urges, her voice a low, sultry purr. Her hips move in time with his tongue, seeking more friction, more pressure. She can feel the tension building, the pleasure coiling in her belly like a tightly wound spring. He slips another finger inside her, his tongue continuing to swirl around her clit.
She moans, her back arching as pleasure shoots through her. "You're so fucking good at this, dragon," she gasps, her voice ragged with desire. "I could come just like this, with your mouth on me, your fingers inside me but I know you just do with your tongue and mouth so get your finger out of me.” Forge pulls his fingers out and replaces them with his tongue. He starts to lick her clit in a circular motion while his fingers play with her asshole. Nana moans and grabs his hair with both hands, pulling him closer to her. "Fuck, Forge, you're so good at this. I'm so close," she pants, her body trembling with anticipation.
Forge looks up at her, his eyes dark with desire. "Come for me, love," he growls, his voice a low rumble that sends a shiver down her spine and in response she wraps her thighs around his head tight forcing him to only be able to eat her pussy out.
He moans in pleasure as he continues to lick and suck her clit, his fingers playing with her asshole. She's so close, she can feel it, the edge of the cliff, the precipice of ecstasy.
"Fuck, Forge," she pants, her body trembling as she teeters on the brink. "I'm going to come, dragon. I'm going to come all over your face."
Forge's eyes gleam with a hunger that matches her own, and he redoubles his efforts, his tongue moving faster, his fingers pressing harder.
She can feel the tension coiling tighter, the pleasure building higher, until she's teetering on the edge, her body trembling with anticipation.
"Fuck, Forge," she gasps, her fingers tangling in his hair, pulling him closer. I'm going to come so fucking hard." "Come for me, love," he commands, his voice a low, dominant rumble that sends a thrill of excitement through her.
"Let me taste you, Nana. Let me feel you come undone on my tongue." His words, his voice, his touch, it all pushes her over the edge. She cries out, her body convulsing as pleasure crashes over her, wave after wave, drowning her in ecstasy. "Forge!" she screams, her fingers digging into his hair, holding him close as she grinds against his mouth, riding out her orgasm. He moans, his tongue lapping at her, drinking her in as she comes undone, her body trembling, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps.
He can feel her muscles clenching around him, her hips bucking against his face as she rides out her orgasm.
Nana collapses back onto the bed, her body limp, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. Forge looks up at her, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction, a slow, predatory smile spreading across his face. "You taste like heaven, love," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble that sends a shiver down her spine.
Nana chuckles, a low, sultry sound that sends a thrill of excitement through him. "And you're not so bad yourself, dragon," she teases, her voice a sultry purr.
"But I want more. I want all of you." She sits up, her eyes locked with his, a look of determination on her face. "I want you to fuck me, Forge. Hard and fast, like only you can."
Forge's eyes darken with a hunger that matches her own, his body tensing in response to her words. "You want it hard, love?" he growls, his voice a low, dominant rumble that sends a thrill of excitement through her. "You want me to fuck you like the wild beast you are?"
Nana smirks, her eyes gleaming with challenge.
"Is that a problem, dragon? Can't keep up with a big girl like me?"
Forge's lips curl into a predatory smile, his eyes never leaving hers. "Oh, love, you have no idea what I'm capable of. I've tamed dragons bigger than you."
He stands, his massive frame towering over her, his muscles rippling with power. She can see the hunger in his eyes, the primal desire that matches her own. He reaches down, his hands gripping her thighs, lifting her effortlessly as he turns and tosses her onto the bed.
She lands with a bounce, her breasts jiggling, a laugh escaping her lips. "Is that the best you've got, dragon?" she teases, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "I thought you were going to fuck me hard and fast."
Forge growls, a low, rumbling sound that sends a shiver down her spine. "Patience, love," he murmurs, his voice a low, dominant rumble. "I'm going to enjoy every inch of you before I fuck you senseless."
He climbs onto the bed, his massive frame dwarfing her, his muscles rippling with power.
He leans in, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispers, "I'm going to start with your breasts, love. I'm going to suck and bite and lick every inch of them until you're begging for more."
Nana's breath hitches, her heart pounding in her chest as she looks up at him, her eyes filled with a hunger that matches his own. "And what makes you think I won't bite back, dragon?" she teases, her voice a sultry purr. "Oh, love, I know you won't. You're a wildcat, but you're my wildcat.
And I know you'll take everything I give you, won't you, love?" Forge's voice was a low, rumbling growl, his eyes locked with hers, filled with a hunger that mirrored her own. "You're going to have to catch me first, dragon," she taunted, her voice a sultry purr. Before he could respond, she rolled away, her body moving with a grace and speed that belied her size. She was on her feet in an instant, her eyes never leaving his as she backed away, a wicked grin playing on her lips.
"I'm not going to make it easy for you."
Forge's eyes gleamed with a challenge, a slow, predatory smile spreading across his face. "Oh, love, I wouldn't have it any other way," he growled, his voice a low, dominant rumble that sent a thrill of excitement through her. He lunged, his massive frame moving with a speed and agility that belied his size. She darted to the side, his hands grasping at air as he missed her by inches.
Nana's laughter filled the room, a sultry, husky sound that sent a jolt of desire straight to his cock. "You're going to have to do better than that, dragon," she taunted, her voice a low, sultry purr.
Forge growled, a low, rumbling sound that sent a shiver down her spine. "You're playing with fire, love," he warned, his eyes gleaming with a hunger that matched her own. "And I'm going to enjoy burning you up."
He lunged again, this time catching her around the waist, his arms banding around her like iron. She gasped, her back pressing against his chest, his hard cock digging into her ass.
"Now who's playing with fire?" she taunted, her voice a sultry purr. "You're playing with the dragon, love," he growled, his voice a low, dominant rumble that sent a thrill of excitement through her. "And dragons breathe fire." He spun her around, his hands gripping her ass as he lifted her, his lips crashing down on hers in a searing, passionate kiss. She moaned, her fingers tangling in his hair, holding him close as she kissed him back with equal fervor. Their tongues danced, their teeth clashed, their breaths mingled as they lost themselves in the kiss.
Forge's hands roamed her body, squeezing her ass, tracing the curve of her hips, the muscles of her back. She could feel the heat of him, the power of his muscles, the hardness of his cock pressing against her belly. She moaned into his mouth, her hips grinding against him, seeking friction, seeking more.
Forge broke the kiss, his breath ragged as he looked down at her, his eyes dark with desire. "You're a fucking goddess, Nana," he growled, his voice a low, reverent rumble. "I could worship you for eternity and still not be worthy." He leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "But I'm not going to waste a second more. I'm going to fuck you like you deserve to be fucked, like the queen you are." she teased, her voice a sultry purr.
Forge's lips curled into a predatory smile, his eyes never leaving hers as he grabbed her by her ass and lifts her up as his cock is lined up with her asshole. "You know what I'm going to do to you, don't you, love?" he growled, his voice a low, dominant rumble that sent a thrill of excitement through her. "I'm going to fuck you in the ass, just like you've always wanted. I'm going to stretch you wide, fill you up, make you scream my name as I pound into you." "And what makes you think I want that, dragon?" "Oh, love, I know you do.
I can see it in your eyes, the hunger, the desire. You've been waiting for this, haven't you? Waiting for me to take you, to claim you, to make you mine." Forge's voice was a low, dominant rumble that sent a shiver down her spine. He could see the way her eyes dilated, the way her breath hitched, the way her body responded to his words. She was a wildcat, and he was the hunter, and he knew exactly what she wanted.
Nana's eyes flashed with a mix of defiance and desire. "And what if I don't want it?" she challenged, her voice a sultry purr, but her body betraying her with a slight shiver of anticipation. "Then I'll respect your wishes," Forge replied, his voice a low, dominant rumble that sent a thrill of excitement through her. "But I know you do, Nana. I know you want it. I can see it in your eyes, the hunger, the desire. You want me stuff your massive muscular ass with my cock and fill it full of my cum.” Nana's eyes widened, her breath hitching as she looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of shock and desire. "You're a dirty talker, aren't you, dragon?" "I just call it like it is, love," Forge growled, his voice a low, dominant rumble that sent a shiver down her spine. "And I know you're ready for it. I can see it in your eyes, the way your body responds to me. You want it, don't you, Nana?
You want me to stretch that tight little asshole of yours, to fill you up, to make you scream my name as I pound into you?" Forge's voice was a low, dominant growl, his eyes locked with hers, filled with a hunger that mirrored her own.
Nana's breath hitched, her heart pounding in her chest as she looked up at him, her body betraying her with a shiver of anticipation. "And what if I do?" she challenged, her voice a sultry purr. "Then I'll give it to you, love.
I'll give you everything you've been craving," Forge promised, his voice a low, dominant rumble that sent a thrill of excitement through her. He leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "I'm going to start slow, stretching you, preparing you for my cock. I want you to feel every inch of me as I slide inside you, filling you up, making you mine."
Nana's breath hitched, her body trembling with anticipation. "And what if I can't take it, dragon?" "Then I'll stop, love.
I'll always stop if you ask me to," Forge murmured, his voice a low, soothing rumble that calmed her nerves as he pushes his still very much slick cock into her ass. She gasped, her body tensing as she felt the pressure, the stretch, the unfamiliar sensation of being filled in a way she never had been before. "Breathe, love," Forge whispered, his hands gripping her hips, holding her steady as he gave her a moment to adjust. "Just breathe and relax. You can take this, Nana. You're stronger than you think."
Nana took a deep breath, her body relaxing as she focused on the sensation, the feel of him inside her, the heat of his body, the power of his muscles. She let out a slow breath, her body relaxing further as she pushed back against him, taking him deeper.
"Fuck, Forge," she gasped, her voice ragged with desire.
Forge groaned, his fingers digging into her hips as he held her in place. "You're so fucking tight, love," he growled, his voice a low, strained rumble. "I could come just like this, buried deep inside you." "Oh, no you don't, dragon," she teased, her voice a sultry purr. "You promised me a ride, and I intend to collect."
Forge's lips curled into a predatory smile, his eyes never leaving hers. “Then collect.” Forge’s voice was a low, dominant rumble that sent a shiver down her spine. He pulled back slowly, his cock sliding out of her, the sensation sending a wave of pleasure through her. She could feel the emptiness, the loss of him, and it only served to heighten her desire. He pushed back in, this time faster, his hips snapping against her ass, his cock filling her completely.
Nana gasped, her fingers digging into the sheets as she braced herself. “Fuck, Forge,” she moaned, her voice ragged with desire. “You feel so good inside me.”
Forge growled, his hands gripping her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh.
"You feel incredible, love," he ground out, his voice a low, ragged rumble. "Your ass is so fucking tight, it's like a vice around my cock."
Nana moaned, her body arching as she pushed back against him, taking him deeper. "Harder, Forge," she urged, her voice a sultry purr. "Fuck me harder. Show me what you've got. Beat my ass like a fucking drum"
Forge's eyes flashed with a hunger that matched her own, and he complied, his hips snapping forward, his cock slamming into her with a force that stole her breath.
She could feel the power of him, the strength of his muscles, the heat of his body as he pounded into her, his hips moving with a speed and force that left her gasping.
"Fuck, Forge," she moaned, her fingers tangling in the sheets, her body arching as she met each thrust, her ass slapping against his hips. Fuck me just like that."
Forge growled, his fingers digging into her hips, his body slamming into hers with a force that shook the bed. "You like that, love?" he growled, his voice a low, dominant rumble.
"You like it when I fuck you hard, don't you, love? You like it when I take you like the wildcat you are?" Nana's breath hitched, her body trembling as she pushed back against him, taking him deeper. "Fuck, yes," she moaned, her voice ragged with desire. "I fucking love it. Don't stop, Forge. Keep fucking me like that."
Forge's eyes gleamed with a hunger that matched her own, and he complied, his hips snapping forward with a force that shook the bed while his hands come down hard on her ass as he slapped it repeatedly much to her satisfaction.
The sound of his hands connecting with her flesh filled the room, a primal, rhythmic beat that sent a jolt of pleasure straight to her core.
"Fuck, Forge," she moaned, her voice ragged with desire. "That feels so fucking good. Keep slapping my ass. Mark me. Make me yours."
Forge growled, his body slamming into hers with a force that stole her breath. "You're mine, love," he ground out, his voice a low, dominant rumble. "Every inch of you belongs to me. Your body, your heart, your soul.
I'm going to claim every fucking inch of you, Nana. I'm going to make sure everyone knows you're mine." "Mark me, Forge.
Forge's eyes flashed with a primal hunger, and he leaned down, his teeth sinking into the flesh of her shoulder, marking her as his. She gasped, her body arching as pleasure and pain mixed, sending a jolt of desire straight to her core.
He released her, his tongue tracing the mark he'd left behind as he continued to piston drive into her ass and slap her ass cheeks. "You taste like heaven, love," he murmured, his voice a low, reverent rumble. "I could spend hours just tasting you, just marking you." Nana moaned, her body trembling as she pushed back against him, taking him deeper. "And what if I want more than just tasting, dragon?" "What if I want to feel you come inside me?"
Forge's eyes flashed with a hunger that matched her own, and he growled, a low, primal sound that sent a shiver down her spine. "You want to feel me come inside you, love?" he asked, his voice a low, dominant rumble.
"You want to feel my hot cum filling your tight little ass, don't you, love?" "Yes," she moaned, her voice a sultry purr. "I want to feel you come inside me. I want to feel your hot cum filling me up, marking me as yours." Forge's eyes gleamed with a hunger that matched her own, and he growled, a low, primal sound that sent a shiver down her spine. "Then you'll get it, love.
You'll get every fucking drop," Forge promised, his voice a low, dominant rumble that sent a thrill of excitement through her. He reached around, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in tight, fast circles as he continued to pound into her, his hips slapping against her ass, his cock filling her completely.
Nana moaned, her body arching as pleasure crashed over her, wave after wave. "I'm so close. I'm going to come."
Forge growled, his fingers moving faster, his cock slamming into her with a force that shook the bed. "Come for me, love. Come as I pump my own cum into your ass.” His voice was a low, dominant rumble that sent a thrill of excitement through her. She could feel the tension coiling tighter, the pleasure building higher, until she was teetering on the edge, her body trembling with anticipation. "I'm going to come, Forge," she gasped, her voice ragged with desire. "I'm going to come all over your cock." "Then come for me, love. Come all over my cock. As I pump your ass With my cum.” His voice was a low, dominant rumble that sent a thrill of excitement through her. Let me feel you come undone as I fill you up." Forge's voice was a low, dominant growl that sent a shiver down her spine, and she could feel the first waves of her orgasm starting to crash over her.
She moaned, her body arching as she pushed back against him, taking him deeper, feeling every inch of him as he filled her completely. "I'm coming. I'm coming all over your cock."
Forge's eyes gleamed with a primal hunger, and he growled, a low, primal sound that sent a shiver down her spine. "That's it, love. Come for me. I want to feel you come undone as I fill you up."
Nana's body convulsed as pleasure crashed over her, wave after wave, drowning her in ecstasy.
She cried out, her fingers digging into the sheets, her back arching as she rode out her orgasm, her body trembling, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. she screamed, her voice a raw, primal sound that echoed through the room.
Forge's body tensed, his hips snapping forward as he buried himself deep inside her, his cock pulsing as he released his own orgasm. He groaned, a low, guttural sound that matched her own as he filled her with his hot, thick cum, marking her as his.
Nana collapsed onto the bed, her body limp, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps.
Forge followed, his massive frame landing beside her, his chest heaving as he fought to catch his breath. He turned his head, his eyes locking with hers, a slow, satisfied smile spreading across his face.
"Fuck, love," he murmured, his voice a low, raspy rumble. "That was...incredible."
Nana chuckled, a low, sultry sound that sent a shiver down his spine. "I could say the same to you, dragon," she teased, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "You're not so bad yourself." "Not bad, huh?
I must be losing my touch," Forge teased, his voice a low, playful rumble. He reached out, his fingers tracing the curve of her hip, her waist, her breast. "I seem to remember a time when you were screaming my name, begging for more."
Nana chuckled, her eyes gleaming with challenge. "Oh, I remember, dragon. I remember it all too well. But you've got to keep up with me, old man. I've got a decade of pent-up desire to work off."
Forge's eyes darkened, a slow, predatory smile spreading across his face. "Old man, huh?
I'll show you old," Forge growled, his voice a low, dominant rumble that sent a thrill of excitement through her. He rolled on top of her, his massive frame pinning her to the bed, his eyes locked with hers, filled with a hunger that matched her own. "You're playing with fire, love," he warned, his voice a low, dominant rumble that sent a shiver down her spine.
Nana's eyes gleamed with a challenge, her lips curling into a predatory smile. "Promises, promises," she taunted, her voice a sultry purr. "You talk a big game, dragon.” As Nana was about to continue her taunt she moans out an orgasm as Forge fully hilted his cock in her pussy while sucking on her nipple. “Oh fuck, Forge, I’m coming,” she screams out as her pussy clenches around his cock. “Fuck, love, your pussy is so tight,” he growls as he continues to suck on her nipple. “I can feel your cum dripping out of you,” he murmurs as he releases her one nipple with a load pop before going to suckles on the other one while continuing to thrust into her pussy and he would continue to do this tell they both past out from the overwhelming pleasure and drift off to sleep with Forge’s cock still in Nana pussy and his mouth around her nipple.
They both lay there in each other’s arms, their bodies entwined, their breaths slowly returning to normal as they awake the next morning. The sun was streaming in through the large windows, casting a warm glow over their naked bodies. Forge's arm was draped over Nana's waist, his fingers tracing lazy circles on her skin. She could feel his heart beating steadily against her back, a comforting rhythm that lulled her into a sense of security.
Nana stirred, her eyes fluttering open to the sight of the room bathed in the soft morning light. She turned her head to look at Forge, his dark auburn hair splayed out on the pillow, his emerald green eyes closed in sleep. A small smile played on her lips as she watched him, her heart swelling with love and affection yet her body is screaming in agony from their hardcore make up sex.
She gently moved his arm off her waist and slowly got out of bed, her body aching in all the right places. She walked over to the large window and looked out at the serene lake view, the sun casting a golden glow over the water. She could hear Forge stirring behind her, his deep voice rumbling as he spoke.
"Morning, love," he murmured, his voice still thick with sleep. "You're up early."
Nana turned to face him, her eyes softening as she looked at him. "Couldn't sleep," she admitted. "Too much on my mind."
Forge sat up, his massive frame stretching as he yawned. He ran a hand through his dark auburn hair, his eyes meeting hers with a look of concern. "What's on your mind, love?" he asked, his voice a low, soothing rumble.
Nana sighed, her eyes drifting back to the window. "I was thinking about... everything," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "The past ten years, and how there was no way for us to talk across different worlds but last night showed that you very much still love me but to be truthful Forge I don’t think I’m walking straight for a week nor do I feel like wearing clothes.” Forge chuckled, his eyes gleaming with amusement and affection as he looked at her. "Well, that's a good thing, love. I don't want you to be able to walk straight, not when I have plans to keep you in bed for the next few days." Nana rolled her eyes, a playful smile tugging at her lips. "Oh, really? And what plans would those be, dragon?" "I thought I'd start with a nice, long shower," he murmured, his voice a low, sultry rumble. "Then maybe some breakfast in bed. And then... who knows?
Maybe a little exploration of that beautiful body of yours. I've missed every inch of you, Nana. Every curve, every line, every freckle. I want to rediscover it all."
Nana's eyes widened, a mix of surprise and desire flashing across her face. "Forge, I...I don't know if I can handle another round so soon," she admitted, her voice soft and hesitant. "I'm still feeling the aftermath of last night."
Forge's expression softened, and he held out his hand to her, beckoning her to come to him. "Come here, love," he murmured, his voice a low, gentle rumble. "I didn't mean to push.
I just want to take care of you, love," Forge said, his voice a low, soothing rumble as he pulled her onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her. "I know you're sore, and I'm sorry for that. But I also know you're strong, and I want to make sure you're taken care of."
Nana leaned into him, her head resting on his chest as she listened to the steady beat of his heart. "I know you do, Forge. And I appreciate it more than you know. But I'm not made of glass. I can handle a little soreness."
Forge chuckled, his chest rumbling beneath her. "A little soreness, huh? Don’t you mean the pounding of the decade for didn’t hold back.” Forge’s voice was a low, playful rumble as he looked at her, his eyes gleaming with amusement and affection. “I know you can handle it, love. You’re a fighter, and you always have been. Besides, I promise to be gentle this time. I just want to make sure you’re taken care of, that you’re feeling good and not in any pain.”
Nana looked up at him, her eyes softening as she saw the genuine concern in his gaze. She reached up, her fingers tracing the line of his jaw, her thumb brushing over his full, sensual lips. “You always know how to make me feel special, Forge,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.