行尸走肉第3季

Ester gasped as they came together in an instant. Her body shuddered slightly when his rough hands pulled her head toward him, bringing their lips together again.

She had never felt this feeling before... a warmth that began deep inside of her heart spread throughout her entire being like a wildfire.

As their kiss went on and on, all thought left their minds... All that mattered was kissing each other hungrily. As he caressed and stroked along her jawline and cheekbones, Ryan could feel her soft skin under his fingertips.

'Younger women are nice, but a mature woman knows how to move,' Ryan mused as his lips traveled from Ester's cheekbone to the tip of her chin.

Ryan loved how she tasted. A mixture of sweet honey mixed with a hint of sourness. But now that she had accepted him into her mouth, the taste of it became intoxicatingly addictive.

Her tongue played with his, causing Ryan to let out a slight grunt of pleasure.

With his fingers still wrapped around her waist, Ryan broke off their passionate makeout session and lifted his face away from hers.

She looked at Ryan with dreamy eyes as her cheeks flushed pink. 'How long has it been since I've felt this complete?' Ester asked herself, looking into his eyes.

'I can't believe such a young man is making me feel this way. It feels so wrong,' she thought, almost ashamed to admit it. The moment their lips locked, everything else seemed to fade into the background for her. No longer was Ryan a lower rank or just an orphan.

He was the hero who would save her.

It was clear to her that Ryan was much more than what he appeared on the surface. "You know you're mine now."

"Y-Yes," Ester said after swallowing hard.

She couldn't believe how hot her chest had become and how satisfying saying 'yes' was. It was almost as if she could finally be honest about how she felt...

The heat and sin she felt only grew as more and more reasons why she shouldn't be with this man crept into her mind. 'Fuck it!' She thought to herself.

She didn't care that she was the general of the empire.

She didn't care that Ryan was of a lower rank.

All she cared about was his warmth, his touch.

But most of all, Ryan was her savior. He would fight the Grand Empress, who had the power to beat her... at least in the future.

The Grand Empress had taken everything from her when she was a little girl, even her name.

She had lost hope thousands of years ago. But now she saw the light at the end of the tunnel.

This boy, this man, had come to change her fate completely. He was her salvation. She wanted him with every fiber of her being.

"Take me, Ryan. Make me yours." Ester said with a whisper while gazing into his eyes like a child on Christmas morning.

Her eyes shimmered as she gave in to her emotions and surrendered herself to him completely. "Make me your woman."

Ryan slowly stood, removing Ester from his waist.

"I want our first time to be somewhere special. So come with me," Ryan said, entering his palace.

Entering a lavish bedroom, Ester could see an open balcony with white curtains blowing in the cool breeze. She knew what he was planning and couldn't help but blush slightly as he brought her close to the window.

Kissing her neck from behind, Ryan tenderly undid the buttons on her military uniform shirt, sliding it off her shoulders, exposing her lacy blue bra.

Her breasts bounced gently, causing Ryan to smirk.

As Ester turned around to face him again, she watched as his mouth curled into a devious smile that made her heart skip a beat.

"I assume you know this, but I feel obligated to tell you this," Ryan said, his face becoming serious for the first time today.

"I treat my women well. Your problems will become my problems. Your family, my family. I will grant you power and protection... once I am strong enough."

"But in return, I require your loyalty and devotion."

"Are you willing to make this trade?" Ryan asked, gazing into her eyes.

Ester did her best not to scream yes immediately, but after a few seconds, she threw herself at the domineering young man and said, "Yes. I hope you'll take care of my daughter and me."

​ Ryan abruptly froze. 'I forgot about Mara.'

"And you'll be okay with me having your daughter as well?" Ryan said cautiously.

Ester tilted her head and giggled. "That's a strange question. But, of course, I don't care."

'Guess people in this world are more open than I thought,' Ryan thought, smirking.

Ryan reached around her back and undid the clasp of her bra, saying, "That's good. Very good."

Gazing at her exposed bosom, he began to pinch and squeeze her perky breasts, causing her to moan loudly while purring like a kitten. Her cheeks flushed bright red as she felt his stiff cock rub against her soft thigh.

Her heart pounded hard in her chest, sending blood rushing through every inch of her body, including her thighs, and down between her legs, where she could feel her already dripping pussy throbbing uncontrollably.

She couldn't believe how excited she had become so quickly.

Her arousal became painful as it swelled inside her tight panties. She wanted nothing more than for Ryan to rip them off right there.

'It's been so long... I hope I don't die from the orgasm,' she thought, her fear only adding to her lust.

Before Ester knew what was happening, all the emotions built up into a crescendo and became too much to handle. She stood next to Ryan, staring into dark green eyes; everything seemed surreal and dreamlike.

"Fuck me, my young stud." The words slipped out of Ester's mouth before she could stop them.

"Your wish is my command, my lady."