Thor: Champion of the Realms - 1.8 (Patreon)

Diana had never imagined she’d be put flat on her back, much less by a man. Before she might have recoiled at the thought, dismayed and disgusted by even the faintest possibility of such humiliation. But now, experiencing it for herself, the Princess felt no such ill feelings.

Diana was on her back. Thor was above her, inside her. And the sensations the Amazon felt coursing through every nerve of her body… they were the furthest they could be from dismay or disgust. 

She was getting fucked into the makeshift bedding, fucked hard by the barbarian named Thor, stuffed so deliciously full by his cock it made her want to scream. And scream she did, terrible, wonderful cries spewing from her aching throat. 

Thor had command over her body, pinning her down by her wrists, working his rod into her tight, soaking depths over and over again. He grunted, snarled, red in the face as he laid his claim over her womanhood. 

It was the nightmare Diana’s mother had warned her about, the ruination mankind would force upon the women of the world. Yet Diana had never felt pleasure so intense before. Her whole body was bathed in that delicious heat, bright embers dancing through her nerves.

She wondered what her mother would think of her if she saw her then. What a scene it would be, the Queen witnessing her precious Princess being defiled by a barbarian and his long, fat cock. Diana whimpered, her belly stirring at the thought. The heat only bloomed hotter when Thor sank his cock in deep. She felt her body swallow him down, her pink going tight around his length. Diana let her head fall back, moaning.

“Gods!” The word spilled from her lips. A shudder rolled through her body.

Thor gave a short, deep chuckle. He pressed hard on Diana’s wrists, pinning both of her arms above her head - leaving her vulnerable, open to his hungry, ravenous mouth. He rocked his hips hard, driving his cock in again. Another moan came tumbling from Diana’s lips. He held there for a moment, grunting. Then he drew back, returning to his tireless pace. 

The strokes were short, fast, and tireless. Each stab into Diana’s insides chipped away at her constitution, dragging her closer and closer to yet another wild blossom of ecstasy. The bastard had already tore one orgasm from her body and by now it was clear he would take another. It was only a question of how long Diana could hold out against his efforts.

“Too much for you to handle, Princess?” Thor asked tauntingly. Through lidded eyes, Diana could see his smile and his bold, mischievous eyes.

Diana felt a heat blooming across her cheeks - more than there already was. The barbarian might have been having his way with her body, but Diana had an Amazon’s pride. Even in the face of sexual defilement, her dignity was not so easily set aside.

The Amazon Princess snorted.

“Please…” She sighed, rocking her hips up into Thor’s. Even on her back, she would meet his wild thrusts. A vexing smile of her own spread across her face. “My own sisters have treated me with a more forceful hand, Varangian.”

Diana could see the change in the man’s eyes. That little morsel of information stoked his interest greatly. She felt his cock stir inside her, twitching excitedly from the fantasies that were no doubt racing through his dirty mind. 

“Have they? Sounds like an alluring tale.” He growled, pressing his body firmly against hers - sinking his manhood down to the root. She felt his balls rest against her buttocks, clenching tight as seed roiled within.

His weight, all solid and firm muscle, settled atop her. It felt like she was being engulfed in his warmth. To her own surprise, Diana felt only delight at the thought of drowning. Certainly, there were worse ways for an Amazon to go.

“You want stories? Go sit by the campfire. In this tent, your purpose is to fuck me.” Diana spoke hotly, her voice strained from exertion… and aching desire.

A whine rose from her throat next, heated and needy. She rolled her hips against Thor’s again, her cunt gripping tight to his cock. She needed more of what he’d been giving so tirelessly, intent to wring every bit of pleasure she could from their union.

Thor let out another laugh. This one was deeper, darker. The humor had all but vanished from his eyes, replaced with a beastly intent. But Diana did not fear. Instead, it was excitement that brewed in the pit of her belly. What was coming next… it was exactly what the Princess of the Amazons so desperately craved.

“Be warned, Amazon.” The man rumbled, his voice hard and hot like smelted iron. “If you make demands of Thor… you will receive his mightiest effort!”

Thor huffed through his nose - like a wild bull, Diana noted. He released her wrists from his steel grip, planting both hands firm on the bedding, one one each side of Diana’s head. Then… he fucked her. Somehow, all the power and strength he had thus far shown her… it had only been a taste of what the Odinson could offer. His body worked with the vigor only a god could have, his hips working even harder and faster than before.

Gods above… it feels like he’s going even deeper…

Their bodies collided, lewd, wet sounds of unbridled carnality filling the tent… and no doubt spilling into the space beyond. There could be no hiding their indecent joining now. At the back of her mind, Diana felt content with that. Why should they hide what felt so good? And by the gods, did it feel good.

Diana clutched at Thor’s magnificent body, at his arms, at his chest, at his back, desperate for anything to hold on to, to keep from going completely mad from sensation. It was an overload, bliss and heat and an overwhelming, succulent ache. Pleasure and pain surged together, entwined as they wormed through nerves and veins, burrowing into muscle and bone. Her whole body, thrumming with the essence of life. It was sublime.

Somehow, Diana managed to speak through the cries, the grunts, the sweating and slapping of bodies.

“Athena… have mercy…” The words came croaking. Diana forced them through wavering moans. “Yes! Oh, Goooooooods!”

The orgasm struck hard, erupting through Diana’s body with the force of a volcano. Ecstasy, white hot, burned fast and fierce upon her nerve-endings. She was shrieking as every inch of her skin came alive with feeling, blossoming out from her core. That splendid ache of her womanhood consumed her, swallowing her up until her existence was nothing but pleasure.

Above her, Thor huffed, growling like an animal. He remained unspilled - though he was not too far from the edge himself. Diana could feel him inside her, his cock stabbing deep, spreading her apart to an agonizing degree with every skewering thrust. She could hardly breathe… yet she clung to him all the same, using her legs to try and draw him even deeper.

He was close. She could feel it. Even through the bliss clouding her senses, Diana knew what she wanted. Thor would join her in this wonderful madness. No matter what it took, she’d make him cum.

“By Odin’s beard…” She heard him rasp once her howling died down. She felt his fingers brush some hair from her face, more tender than she expected - especially with him riled up into such a primal state. “Are you still with me, Amazon?”

Diana let out a slow, weak laugh. She writhed underneath him, arching her back with a low, satisfied hum. He’d wrung out another bloom of bodily delight from her. Not so easy a task for a man to accomplish. He should take some pride in that, Diana knew. But she didn’t dare allow him to think he had bested her. Perhaps that was true in the arena of battle… but not so in the arena of the bed.

“You wish you could outlast me, Odinson.” Diana managed to tease him. Her senses were beginning to blur after all the rounds they’d gone through this evening. Through lidded eyes, she stared up at the barbarian who won her body. But just as he would use her for pleasure, she would do the same to him. Her honor as an Amazon demanded it. “I’m not finished with you. I’ll make you spill every last drop of seed you have before this night is through.”

“Ha! That task will be more difficult than you think, Diana.” He lowered as he spoke, bringing his lips to hers. A lazy, hungry kiss. There was no finesse in the embrace, they’d tossed that away to enjoy a more savage joining. When they broke apart, Diana was again breathless. Her body yearned for more, her blood running hot through her veins. Thor spoke again, smirking. “And perhaps more difficult than you can handle.”

“There is no such thing.” Diana snarled, a flash of outrage joining the carnal hunger that gnawed at her insides. “And I didn’t tell you to stop.”

She gathered her strength and slapped him. His face. His chest. A clear demand. A challenge.

Thor did not back down. With a grunt and a fury in his eyes, he took a hold of her throat. Firm enough to show strength, but not so to choke. Diana was learning quickly what sort of man he was. He’d never hurt her… unless she asked him to.

With mighty vigor, Thor resumed his conquest of Diana’s body… and swept her once more into his wonderful storm.

-  -  -

Thor should have known from the start that just one bout between the sheets wouldn’t have been enough to sate his lover. With great passion and stunning zeal, Diana demanded more of the exiled Prince of Asgard. A challenge that he was more than happy to meet.

It was a great fortune that he crossed paths with the Amazon princess, Thor decided. In this land of mortals, it was beyond gratifying to find a woman who could hold her own against the full force of his vigor in bed. Though, as with all men, what delighted Thor the most was her body… and how it was freely given to his control.

He took a brutish pleasure in handling the princess. His hands roamed where they pleased, taking liberty with her buttocks or her breasts, finding a grip upon her waist, her shoulder, or the luscious curve of her hip. Not to mention the copious seed spilled in her pink, silken depths, ropes of cum sent spewing inside her without a word spoken against it.

There was no danger of pregnancy, of course. Only Thor decided when he would sire a babe - but Diana didn’t know that. She accepted his offering with delighted moans and desperate cries. She was a woman above women. Thor was beyond lucky to have found her. He knew this especially as he reached his end once more, heated pleasure lashing through his body as his balls sent yet another helping of seed into the Amazon’s fertile core.

Thor let out a wordless grunt, using his grip on Diana’s hips to draw them flush together. He ground his manhood into her velvet folds, urging his length as deep as he could. Beneath him, Diana whined - before, an orgasm would have been accompanied by a shriek or a wail. She writhed weakly against his hold, one hand reaching up to flatten against his chest. He expected a defiant slap, an unspoken urge to continue, but this time Diana drew her hand slowly over his body. She felt him, his skin, his muscles, slender fingers running tenderly down his chest and abdomen.

Thor enjoyed the feeling, sensing her admiration through her fingertips. He looked down, seeing the exhaustion written plainly on her face. Thor stifled a smirk. It seemed clear then that he would emerge victorious over the princess yet again.

“You seem quite spent, Diana.” He noted aloud, slowly working his hips. His cock bathed in a mixture of seed and slick as it sawed in and out of Diana’s well-fucked cunt. Each stroke was long, drawn out, and forced tiny whimpers from the lips of the woman below. Thor allowed himself a faint grin. “Would you like a moment’s rest?”

This time, Diana slapped him, batting her hand against his bare chest. Her palm thumped against the solid muscle.

“Vile brute…” Diana hissed, rolling her body up into his. She sighed and shivered, no doubt racked with sensation as she used herself to stroke his cock - with her body responding in kind. “You mock me!”

“I have to ask.” Thor let out a small laugh. He eased his hold on her body, drawing a large hand over her flat tummy. He marveled at the paradox of her figure, the softness and warmth of her skin, the taut muscle pressing out just underneath. He traced the lines of her abdomen with his thumb, taking a savage pleasure in the knowledge he was the first man to enjoy this gorgeous creature. “I would hate to break you, Princess. I quite enjoy your company.”

Though tired and spent, Diana managed a scoff. Another slap came, a lazy strike to his own abdomen. More playful than defiant.

“Just…” Diana sighed, falling flat against the bedding. She let herself sink into the thick furs, regarding the man above with glossy eyes. “Just keep fucking me. I’ll never break… but we’ll keep going until I do.”

Thor very much liked the sound of that.

“I am at your service, Princess.”

Though not in such words, Diana had ceded control over to him. This was no longer a duel, it was domination. The heated look she gave him then told all: Thor was to use her as he saw fit. Spoils most fitting for the man who had bested her. The Odinson was not a man to waste such an enticing gift.

Thor pulled away, his cock slipping from Diana as he stood. His length batted against his thighs, half-soft but quickly returning to that steely hardness. Smeared with offerings from both himself and Diana, the stench of sex became even more potent in the tent. The scent tickled his nostrils, sending his blood back into a simmering boil.

With one hand, he turned Diana onto her belly. She gasped as she was flipped, tossing a look back over her shoulder with sharp, daring eyes. Thor only paid that half a mind. His gaze was fixed upon the rest of the Amazon’s bronzed body. 

He admired the perfection before him, the powerful yet sensual figure that she had offered up for his pleasure. He drew his eyes down, drinking in the lines of her back, the swell of her hips, the rolling hills of her buttocks… even the small details vexed him, like the dimples at the small of her back or the way her flesh of her thighs and hips wobbled ever so slightly as she shifted her body.

Diana let out a soft sigh, twisting some to get more comfortable. More quakes came, ripples in the softness of her body. Thor noted with wicked pleasure how her ample breasts fanned out under her weight, their succulent roundedness peeking out from her sides as the mounds were trapped between her body and the bedding below. A mesmerizing sight.

His cock was fully hard again - more than that, it was throbbing. The length was colored an angry red, dark veins bulging from the shaft. Already there was precum welling up at the tip. Thor let his manhood rest in the perfect spot - his long, thick cock finding itself nestled nicely in the valley between Diana’s plump asscheeks.

The Amazon noticed instantly. She gave a derisive snort… but also wiggled her bottom in turn, using the swells to caress the man above her. Her soft flesh rubbed up against him, his shaft, his balls. Thor took hold of her waist, struck with the urge to bury his cock between those cheeks. But he remained dominant over his desires. He ground himself against her, groaning as the curve of her ass stroked the underside of his manhood.

It was more than delectable. It was perfect.

“I’d say this position agrees with you, Diana.” Thor huffed, rocking his hips slowly. He urged himself forward, enjoying the warmth and softness of Diana’s ass against his balls. He could feel them churning, readying another load of hot seed. He watched clear, sticky precum dribble down onto the small of Diana’s back. The tiny beads glistened on her bronze skin. “A woman like you, with a body like yours… You were made to be fucked.”

Beneath him, Diana gave a soft hum. She squirmed, more teasing than defiant, pressing her rear up into his groin. She had closed her eyes, resting her head on her folded arms.

“The gods didn’t think so.” She replied. “They took us from Man’s World… kept us hidden away from centuries…”

“Then your gods are mad. Or stupid. Or both.” Thor would have laughed, but his focus was upon Diana’s glorious body and his cock stroking against the swells of her ass.

Diana laughed in his stead. It was a low, lazy giggle, pouring from her lips like warm syrup. So sweet to Thor’s ears.

“Every stab into my soaking wet cunt has been a defiance of the gods.” She cackled then, sounding close to drunk. Her eyes fluttered open, looking over her shoulder with a smoldering gaze. “You risk their wrath, Odinson.”

Another challenge. Pride swelled hot in Thor’s chest. He reached out and took Diana by the back of the neck. A gasp escaped her throat, turning into a moan as he drew back and slid his cock against her mound. Her wetness glazed the head, the shaft. He could feel how hot she was, the delicious blaze of her womanhood.

She said nothing, her eyes locked with his in a silent dare. Thor’s whole body came alive, struck with a godly hunger. Unquenchable but with Amazonian perfection.

With a snarl, he reached up further, his hand tightening in Diana’s hair. Her beautiful mane of shimmering black, now gathered into a solid fist. He gave a short yank, making the Princess of the Amazons yelp so deliciously.

He skewered her. And that tiny gasp broke into an uncontrollable moan. A delighted wail as Thor sank his long, fat cock into her needy cunt once again. Deep, deep, deep, long inches of manhood piercing deep into silken folds. Thor pushed forward, claiming territory in his name, until finally his balls came to rest against her buttocks again. He could feel the bulbs clench, eager to send another helping into Amazonian cunt.

It was perfection, being bathed in unbearable heat, wrapped so tight in molten velvet… It was the sensation only a god could endure without going mad with pleasure. And even then, feeling Diana tighten around his length brought Thor right to the edge.

“There’s no god in any pantheon that will keep me from having you.” Thor growled. It was more than just talk between lovers. In his heart, in his eternal soul, Thor knew he meant every word.

Diana of Themyscira was his. He couldn’t believe anything else. Not after tonight.

The Amazon still had some fire in her, a flicker of defiance in the face of his strength. She pushed her buttocks up into him again, a feeble attempt to squeeze some pleasure from him on her own terms. But Thor’s grip on her hair was solid, unbreakable. He gave another yank as he jerked his hips against her ass, ripping a gasp from her.

Somehow, Diana managed some words. Again, they were defiant. Thor so loved her spirit.

“Prove it, barbarian.” She whined. The delicious ache in her voice had Thor swelling even harder in the tightness of her soaking core. “Have me. Take me. Claim me.”

Thor answered the only way he could. He gathered every ounce of strength he had… and punched his hips forward. Diana let out a sound, the breath forced from her lungs. Something so beautiful to hear. So Thor did it again. And again. Soon the gasps turned to squeals and the squeals turned to cries. Wild curses and choked sobs. All born from the most wicked pleasure.

He fucked his woman into the bedding. He fucked her with purpose. He fucked her to prove a point.

He fucked her until they were both shouting, bellowing, spitting curses as ecstasy cut them both down to the bone.

He wouldn’t stop until Diana was his… and every being in the universe knew it.