"Zephyra... fuck... let me move," he growled, voice strained.

She only smiled wider, arching her back beautifully as she rode him in deep, sensual circles.

"Beg," she said simply, clenching tightly around him again. "Beg the High Shaman nicely, and maybe... just maybe... I’ll ride you like you want."

Sol’s pride flared. He bared his teeth in a feral grin even as his body trembled beneath her.

"You’re really enjoying this, aren’t you?" he rasped.

"Oh, immensely," Zephyra admitted with a low, wicked laugh. She rose once more until only the cockhead remained inside her, then stayed there, hovering, denying him her heat. "I can feel how badly you want to flip me over and fuck me senseless again. But not now. Not until I’ve had my fill of watching you squirm."

She finally sank down again... painfully slow... and began a new torment: short, shallow bounces that only took half his length, never giving him the deep, satisfying thrusts he craved.

Sol groaned loudly, head falling back against the mat. His hands fisted the woven fibers beneath him.

"Zephyra... you’re going to regret teasing me this much," he warned, voice dark and dangerous.

She leaned forward, capturing his lips in a brief, taunting kiss before pulling away.

"Am I?" she whispered against his mouth, eyes sparkling with challenge. "Then show me, Divine One. But until then..."

She sat up straight, placed both hands on his chest, and continued her slow, merciless ride... teasing, tormenting, and pushing Sol closer and closer to his breaking point with every passing minute.

She sat fully impaled on Sol’s throbbing cock, her silver-white eyes gleaming with wicked satisfaction as she watched the growing strain on his face. The proud High Shaman had found her rhythm... slow, sensual, and utterly merciless.

She rolled her hips in another deep, sensual circle, grinding his thick cock against every sensitive ridge inside her cum-slick walls. The wet, filthy sound of their joined bodies filled the incense-heavy chamber. Her heavy breasts swayed hypnotically above him, sweat rolling down the valley between them and dripping onto his chest.

Sol’s jaw was clenched so tightly the muscle jumped. His hands gripped her wide hips hard.

"You’re really pushing it," he growled, voice low and rough.

Zephyra only smiled... that calm, superior smile of a woman who had spent decades commanding respect and fear.

"Maybe" she purred, rising slowly until only the swollen head of his cock stretched her entrance. She hovered there, teasingly refusing to sink back down. " But thought the Divine One could handle a little teasing. Or are you already struggling?"

Before Sol could answer, she sank down halfway, then stopped again, only giving him half his length. She began bouncing in short, shallow strokes... just enough to keep him hard and aching, but nowhere near enough to satisfy.

She smiled down at him like a goddess passing judgment.

"Well... Look at you," she purred, voice low and smoky. "The mighty Sol... reduced to lying beneath the High Shaman, throbbing and desperate. How does it feel, knowing I can do whatever I want with this cock?"

Sol groaned deeply, his hips twitching upward desperately, trying to bury himself deeper. Zephyra immediately lifted higher, denying him again.

"Ah-ah," she scolded softly, pressing one hand firmly against his chest to keep him pinned. "Did I say you could move? You filled me so many times earlier... used this magnificent body like it belonged to you. Now it’s my turn to use you."

She finally sank all the way down, taking him to the hilt in one smooth glide. The moment he was fully inside her, she clenched her inner muscles tightly around him... rhythmic, powerful squeezes that milked his cock without any thrusting at all.

"Fuck... Zephyra," Sol hissed through gritted teeth, head falling back against the mat. His cock pulsed angrily inside her.

Zephyra let out a low laugh, clearly enjoying his frustration. She leaned forward, letting her heavy breasts brush against his lips, but every time he tried to capture a nipple, she pulled back just out of reach.

"You want these?" she whispered, voice dripping with mock sweetness. "You sucked them so greedily earlier... bit them until I screamed. Now you only get to look."

Sol’s silver-crimson eyes burned with a dangerous mix of lust and irritation. "You’re enjoying this way too much."

"I am," she admitted without shame. "Do you have any idea how long it has been since anyone dared make the High Shaman lose control the way you did? You made me cum so hard I forgot my own name." Her voice darkened with challenge. "So now I’m going to make you feel exactly what that desperation tastes like."

She rose slowly... torturously... until only the swollen head stretched her entrance, then paused there, hovering. Her powerful thighs flexed as she held herself up with perfect control, denying him any further friction.

Sol’s hips twitched upward instinctively, trying to chase her pussy, but she lifted higher, keeping him just out of reach.

"Zephyra..." he growled, voice rough and strained. "Stop fucking teasing."

"Teasing?" She tilted her head, feigning innocence even as thick strands of their mixed fluids dripped down his shaft. "This is not teasing, Divine One. This is mercy. If I rode you the way you want right now, you would cum in seconds."

She finally sank down again, but only halfway... taking just half his length before rising once more. Short, shallow bounces that gave him almost nothing of what he craved. Her heavy breasts bounced gently with the motion, nipples erect and glistening seductively with sweat.

Sol let out a frustrated groan, his head falling back against the mat. "Fuck...I have to admit that you’re really evil."

Zephyra laughed... a rich sound full of genuine amusement and arrogance.

"Evil? No. I am simply reminding you of your place today." She planted her hands beside his head and leaned down, her silver-white hair forming a curtain around them. Her full breasts pressed heavily against his chest as she whispered hotly against his ear, "You made me scream. You filled the High Shaman’s womb until it overflowed."

A.N: So, new month has begun, a month filled with so many events and fun.

Let’s try to make this super fun and release tons of Chapters for you guys to enjoy, and since this happened to be my birthday months, let’s make it extra fun.

Just for this one month, I’m starting a full month mass release event, meaning 3-7 Chapters daily!!!

But... only if we meet contribution thresholds, which are 1000 dollars, 2000 dollars and 3000 dollars.

Since writing so many Chapters is gonna be super hard and I happen to be in pinch regarding money, I would appreciate every single dollar and since we are such a big family, I think it would super easy to achieve it.

Let’s speed up the story, help Sol go back soon and meet with his family and let\s start next arc with killing, conquest and meet other race’s beauties.

Anyway, you can find more details on our discord server.