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Esdeath stood in the dim light of her bedroom, the moon casting silvery shadows across her flawless skin. Her usual commanding presence was softened by the torn pantyhose that clung to her long, toned legs, the fabric split and revealing enticing glimpses of skin. She smirked, eyes glinting with challenge as she beckoned the towering man in front of her closer.

His dark eyes met hers, the tension in the room thick as he approached, powerful and unyielding. Without hesitation, his hands gripped her waist, sliding over the torn fabric as he pushed her back onto the bed. Esdeath’s breath caught as he spread her legs, the rip in her pantyhose widening to expose her completely.

“You’re bold,” she whispered, her voice low and teasing, before it turned into a sharp gasp as he entered her in one smooth motion. The stretch was intense, and her fingers clawed at the sheets as he began to move, each thrust deep and forceful. The sensation sent shocks of pleasure through her, shattering her usual control.

“Harder…” she commanded, a rare vulnerability in her voice as he complied, the bed creaking beneath them. The torn pantyhose brushed against her thighs with every movement, a reminder of how completely she was being taken.

The rhythm quickened, his powerful body pressing her deeper into the mattress as her moans mixed with the sound of their skin meeting. “I’m… not done yet,” she gasped, her eyes squeezing shut as the pleasure peaked, leaving her trembling beneath him.

With a final thrust, he groaned, releasing inside her. The warmth spread through her, and a satisfied smile curved her lips as she felt his cum start to drip from her, soaking the torn fabric of her pantyhose. Esdeath's chest heaved, eyes glistening as she pulled him down for more, the night far from over.

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