New battles

Her horns, once a gentle caress, now became an anchor as I held onto them, using them to pull her body back onto me, to fill her completely. She was a vision of debauchery and power, her body shaking with the force of each impact, her purple flaming hair a wild halo around her head. The room was alive with the energy of our passion, the air thick with the scent of ozone and sex.

Her cries grew louder, more insistent, until she was practically screaming, "Fuck me, Cal Teo! Yes, just like that, oh my god, it's so big, I can't handle it!" Her nails dug into the sheets, leaving smoldering imprints as she lost herself in the moment. The heat of her was unbearable, the flames of her desire licking at my skin as if eager to consume us both in an orgasmic conflagration.

And then she was there, her body tightening around me like a vice as she came again, the force of it sending shockwaves through the room. The lights flickered, and I felt a surge of power, as if I were drawing from her very essence. Her pussy clenched around my cock, and I couldn't hold back anymore. With a final roar that seemed to shake the very heavens, I emptied myself into her, filling her with the seed of a god.

Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she collapsed onto the bed, panting and trembling. "You're...amazing," she breathed, her voice barely a whisper. I leaned over her, brushing the sweat-soaked strands of hair from her face. "And I'm just getting started," I murmured, the promise of more to come in my voice.

With a flick of my wrist, I sent a bolt of lightning into the air, and it split into a dozen smaller arcs that danced around us. The room grew even hotter, the air crackling with the intensity of our union. I positioned myself behind her again, my cock still rock hard despite the intensity of our first coupling. She moaned and pushed her ass up to meet me, begging for more.

As I entered her, the lightning bolts grew stronger, dancing across her skin in a mesmerizing pattern. She screamed with pleasure, the sound of it like music to my ears. I grabbed her hips and began to pound into her, the sound of our bodies colliding echoing through the chamber. The headboard of the bed began to glow with the same electric blue light that danced in my hair, and the room was bathed in the soft light of our passion.

Her ass was tight around me, the sensation unlike anything I had ever felt before. With each stroke, I could feel her tightening, getting closer to another earth-shattering climax. I reached around to play with her clit, my fingers dancing over her sensitive flesh. Her moans grew louder, and she began to buck wildly against me, her tail swishing back and forth in a frenzy of desire.

I knew I couldn't hold out much longer. The power of the storm was building within me, and I felt the pressure of an impending climax that would rival the one we had just shared. With a roar that seemed to split the heavens themselves, I pulled out of her and came, my semen arcing through the air like a bolt of lightning, splattering across her face and chest. Her eyes widened with shock and pleasure, and she opened her mouth, catching some of it on her tongue.

The room went quiet for a moment, the only sound our heavy breathing. And then she began to laugh, the sound deep and rich, like the purr of a contented cat. "Well," she said, wiping her face with the back of her hand, "I can't say I've ever been greeted quite like that before."

I couldn't help but chuckle, my own breath still ragged. "I don't do things by halves," I said, pulling her closer. "And now that you're mine, I plan to show you just how much of a god you're dealing with."

Her eyes sparked with excitement, and she leaned in to kiss me, the taste of my cum mingling with the sweetness of her lips. "I can't wait," she murmured, her hands already roaming my body, seeking out new ways to drive us both wild.

And so, our night of passion continued, each orgasm a new chapter in the story of our union. We fucked through the storm, our bodies a symphony of lightning and thunder, until the early morning light began to seep through the windows. Exhausted, we finally collapsed into a sated heap, our limbs entwined.

I awoke to the warmth of the sun streaming through the open curtains, kissing my skin and casting an otherworldly glow over the room. Coral lay beside me, her body a canvas of purple flame and ash, her chest rising and falling with each breath. She was more beautiful than any mortal could ever be, and the sight of her filled me with a sense of pride and possession. She was mine, my demonic lover and chef, a prize beyond measure.

With a smirk, I willed my divine attire back into existence, the electric blue fabric melding to my body as if it had never left. I grabbed my sword, the very air crackling with energy as I gripped the hilt. "Rise and shine, my love," I said, giving her a gentle nudge. "We've got a world to conquer, and I've got a hankering for some fresh meat."

Coral groaned and stretched, her breasts jiggling in a way that made my mouth water. "What's the plan?" she asked, her voice thick with sleep.

"An adventure," I replied, my eyes gleaming with excitement. "We're going to hunt down some of the most dangerous creatures in the realms and add them to our little...collection."

Her eyes widened with understanding, and she sat up, her own fiery passion igniting. "You want to build a harem of powerful females," she murmured, a hint of challenge in her tone.

"Not just powerful," I corrected, standing and extending my hand to help her up. "But those who can handle a real man. And I suspect," I said, a smirk playing on my lips, "that there are plenty of sexy bitches out there who are just dying to taste the power of a god."

Her eyes narrowed, and she took my hand, allowing me to pull her to her feet. "And what makes you think you can handle all that power?" she purred, a hint of the storm in her voice.

"Because," I said, drawing her closer, "I've already proven myself to the gods. And if they can handle me, I'm pretty sure their mortal counterparts can too."