A Night of Unbridled Ecstasy

(Valeria's POV)

The room pulsed with an otherworldly glow, the soft hum of ancient magic mingling with the heady scent of desire.

I lay sprawled on the silk-draped bed, still trembling from the overwhelming passion that had consumed me. Samuel's relentless rhythm had driven me to the edge—and beyond.

I felt both the power of a Titan Queen and the raw, unfiltered ecstasy of a mortal, each thrust igniting every nerve within me.

I could barely catch my breath as Samuel's heated gaze locked onto mine. His emerald green eyes shone with wild determination and a playful challenge that sent shivers racing down my spine.

Between ragged breaths, I managed to whisper,

"Samuel... you have no idea what you've made of me."

He grinned, his voice low and commanding as his hands continued their work with a master's precision.

"Tell me, my queen—did you feel it? Did you taste heaven?"

A surge of pleasure, raw and unyielding, burst within me. I moaned, my body betraying every moment of exquisite torment.

"Ahhhhh... yes, more than I ever thought possible," I gasped, the sound trembling with both awe and need.

He paused, his fingers trailing along my skin, then gently cupped my cheek as if to draw me closer.

"Such an irresistible body you have, Valeria. You were a Titan among Titans, but tonight, you are simply a woman—one who cannot get enough of me."

My heart pounded in defiant rhythm, the words stirring something deep and forbidden. How could this mortal—this audacious, brazen man—reduce me, the exalted Titan Queen, to this state of vulnerable, desperate desire? Yet, his touch was undeniable, his every movement sending me spiraling further into ecstasy.

I arched my back as his lips found my neck again, his whispered words igniting sparks along my skin.

"Do you want me rougher, or shall I continue gently?"

His challenge was both provocative and tender, stirring a tempest within me. I bit my lip, my voice a husky murmur as I replied,

"Do your worst, Samuel. I crave every part of you—every raw, unyielding thrust."

A slow, dark chuckle rumbled from his throat, and he deepened his movements. His hands, skilled and sure, roamed my curves as he guided me with an intensity that made me forget centuries of reserved power. In that intimate dance, every touch, every heated whisper, blurred the line between divine sovereignty and mortal desire.

At one moment, as his passion reached a fever pitch, I could feel his power surging within me—a tidal wave of pleasure that left me trembling and gasping, my body shaking uncontrollably.

"Samuel... I'm... I'm nearly undone!" I cried, my voice both a surrender and a challenge.

He pulled me closer, his lips brushing against mine, his tone teasing yet commanding.

"Then let go, Valeria. Let yourself be completely consumed. I want to hear you—tell me that you feel it."

Caught in the throes of our unholy union, I moaned, my voice raw and unrestrained.

"I feel it... I feel everything... It's like I'm melting, like I'm reborn in your fire!"

His eyes danced with satisfaction as he continued to drive me to ever greater heights. The pleasure was relentless—each thrust, each caress an affirmation of the intimate power he wielded over me. I could no longer distinguish where his desire ended and mine began; in that moment, we were entwined in an ecstasy that defied the very nature of gods and mortals.

Between passionate gasps, he murmured softly,

"You, Valeria, have been untouchable for too long. Tonight, you are mine, completely. Let your true self be unbound by Titan pride."

I could feel the ancient power within me stir—a forgotten part of my soul now awakened by his mortal passion. With a final, shuddering cry, I surrendered to the overwhelming bliss, my body trembling as wave after wave of pleasure surged through me.

"Ahhhhh... Samuel, you—" my words dissolved into the roar of our union.

In that intense moment, as our bodies moved in perfect, primal synchronicity, I felt everything fall away—my reign, my burdens, all the centuries of detachment—and in their place bloomed a raw, unyielding desire that left me completely, utterly alive.

When the intensity finally ebbed, and we lay there together in the quiet aftermath, I looked into his eyes once more—

"Samuel Gebb, you have made me feel what I never thought possible."

He grinned, his voice a husky murmur as he brushed my hair away from my face.

"And you, my Queen, have given me a taste of something even I never imagined. I want more—always more."

In that shared silence, with our hearts pounding as one, the immortal and the mortal had found a fleeting, forbidden ecstasy—a moment where power and vulnerability merged into a single, unforgettable experience.