Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

Xena's POV

THE MOTHER FUCK... My body gave one final shudder. His strong arms kept me close, preventing me from drifting too far, and every time my nipples brushed against his chest, they stayed hard, sending little sparks through me.

"Mmm, I definitely enjoyed that," he said, his voice low, the half-smile finally breaking free.

Goddamn, he's the sexiest man I've ever seen.

"Got it," I replied, leaning in closer. A stream of water shot from between my breasts, splashing his face, and I couldn't help but smirk. "Doesn't change anything, though."

He blinked, wiping the water from his eyes with a quick swipe. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing." I shrugged, my tone playful but firm. "You ready to keep walking?,

"Can't we just stay here all day?" His eyes dropped to my lips, and I licked them deliberately, letting him know I wasn't done with him yet. The air between us crackled, heavy with unspoken promises.

“Hmm.....” Before I could say more, Ryder's hand found the back of my neck, pulling me into a kiss that sent a wave of heat straight

to my core. It was fierce, demanding, and it made me ache for him to take me again, harder this time. Yes, what we'd done was fun,

but I wanted more.

into me with a force that stole my breath. "Oh, yes! Don't stop!" I

reduced to nothing

wrapping them around his waist, and his cock filled me in one swift, powerful motion. I was so lost in the rhythm of him moving inside me, the way he stretched and claimed me,

my ear, his voice

sharp sting that bordered on pain. But as I let myself relax, his finger began to move in sync with his cock, and the sensation shifted, overwhelming and intense. I

existed.

for support. When he added a second finger to my ass, I lost it completely. A cry

catching our breath, the water lapping around us. Finally, he spoke, his

on his shoulder, my body still buzzing. "You think?" teased,

a grin in his tone. "Let's keep moving. But I promise, there's more where

out of the water. My entire body ached, a delicious

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in my hands, and we stretched out on the rocks for a few minutes, letting the sun warm our skin until we were mostly dry. The silence between us was comfortable, but a

wanted to ask.

my voice quieter than

eyes fixed

gaze, suddenly unsure if I wanted the answer. The thought of him sharing