Rachel Elizabeth Dare is a sex goddess

I heard moaning. And not the hot steamy kind. The help I'm injured kind. Running to the sound, with my dagger drawn, I found Octavian, slightly burnt, laying in a small meadow, completely surrounded by a thick forest of pine trees.
"Rachel," he sighed.
"Octavian," I muttered, before kneeling down next to him. He smiled, or tried to. Fishing some squares of ambrosia out, I fed the to him, and his burn marks began to heal. Before he could move, however, I had taken my shirt off, and tied is hands together. Leaning over him, my bra brushing his cheek, I secured the knot. He gasped loudly, his breath warm on my breasts, making my nipples stand on end. Straddling his crotch, I rolled my hips on his erection. He moaned again, but this time it was out of need, not burns. I began in agonizing circles, until he bucked into me, making me very wet. I undid his belt, and flipped him over, then pulled his jeans down around his ankles. I snapped the belt, making him jump. I tore his boxers in half, leaving his ass in the air. I grazed the leather over his skin, before bringing it down with a hard smack. He groaned. I smirked. Leaning over his back, making sure he could feel my tits on his back, I whispered, "that's for trying to kill my friends,"
I turned him onto his back, and slowly unclasped my bra. His eyes fell on my large breasts, and I smirked again. Boys. I rolled my hips again, to make sure I had his attention, and slowly pinched my nipples. He moaned, staring at me masturbate. I scraped my teeth over his left nipple, hardening it, while I kneaded my breasts.
Suddenly, he was on top of me, sucking my tits like candy. His hand palmed my clit through my shorts, and I raised my hips for him to remove my shorts. He obliged. And then he was staring at my clit, dripping wet. He lowered his head, and began to suck. I moaned, griping his head in place. I felt about to climax, and when I did, he drank it all in. But he continued his ministrations. I screamed aloud, the pleasure ripping through my body. I orgasmed a second time. And a third. My body was weak and sweaty. He gazed down at my heaving chest, glistening, and taking both tits, he kneaded them slowly, pinching the nipples. There was nothing I could do but breathlessly scream his name. He grinned, and began pumping his cock. I swallowed, anticipating what he would do. Straddling my chest, he pumped harder, until he came, forcing his dick into my mouth. He rolled his thumb over my clit, while I sucked him dry. Staring down at me, he said, "I'll have to properly fuck you another time." He laid down on top of me, and kissed me hard on my lips. His hands roved over me, bringing my legs up onto his back. We fell asleep, with his dick laying on my stomach, occasionally twitching.

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