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Vampirella thrashed helplessly, tossed along on a sea of desire that swelled and rolled and pitched every time she was touched, with every moment she kept being sodomized.

“Yes, yes, that’s it! That’s what I need! My ass needs to be fucked!” she wailed, reaching back to drive her nails into Adam’s flanks and pull him more needfully against her bubble butt.

Adam went with her painful entreaty, increasing the tempo until he was pistoning into her heated flesh as if stabbing her in a frenzy, giving her long hard thrusts that forced Vampirella into ecstasy even she wasn’t sure she could take.

“Aaaaahhh, hell! Yes, yes! Make me come! Oh God… I’m almost… so close… Adam, Adam, please!”

He fucked her ravenously: pulling his cock out despite her mewling disapproval, slamming it back into her, pistoning his swollen endowment into her bowels over and over again, as many times as it would take to satisfy her. Vampirella burst in a bestial frenzy of orgasmic rapture, screaming out the sensual adrenaline rush that consumed her.

With his cock forced all the way up her ass, Adam felt her climax flood her womanhood, jetting its way out from deep within her spasming core to run down her thighs and soak his balls. His nostrils flared. He grew even more aroused to smell the lusty charge of her orgasm in the air.

His greed for Vampirella’s curvaceous body piqued, Adam fucked hard and fast and deep between her pert buttocks. Her asshole was totally reamed out now, spread wide by the fucking it had already taken. His ferocious strokes filled it to the limit, making her stretching anus twitch with a lurid rapture all its own.

“Fuck me, FUCK ME!” Vampirella cried. “Tear me open with your hot prick, fill all of me with it!”

Vampirella’s lust-crazed responsiveness made Adam’s excitement mount every bit as much as the heated tightness he found in her ass. He made lightning thrusts into her luscious cheeks, ever ready to feel more of the friction from pistoning in and out of her. His pumping cock bruised her tender anus, pained her as he hilted himself in her over and over again. But Vampirella loved it, loved feeling his tautly bloated balls slap against her slit, surging and quivering with the load he had to give her. Adam buried herself even more violently into the depths of her ass, feeling his release approaching.

“Yes… come with me… make it good…” Vampirella crooned, feeling his climax shaking inside him even as her ecstasy raged like a never-ending storm inside her body. It wouldn’t stop until Adam did.

She wished it never would—that Adam would fuck her forever—but she didn’t know if even she could take that. Even in Hell, there were torments too intense… too heavenly… to be endured.

Adam stiffened with a strangled cry. His impaling cock throbbed and the battle was over. Steaming cum erupted from his cockhead—thick hot jolts of it splashing into Vampirella’s bowels. She howled to feel it burn into her.

Adam was paralyzed, but only for the first ejaculation that burst from him. Then he was thrusting into Vampirella again, not allowing her ecstatic impalement to end. Hard, slow slams that had her much-abused sphincter sucking at his cock.

“Holy hell,” he groaned. “So fucking tight…”

“And so fucking full,” Vampirella retorted, her voice a blissful whisper.

As the last seething ropes of cum were dislodged from his erection, Adam sagged over her voluptuous body, his breaths ragged. His cock softened. He pulled it out of Vampirella’s weakly clutching asshole, worried there wouldn’t be enough room for it and all the cum he had given her. And indeed, a river of his seed ran out of Vampirella, just as it trickled from his defeated prick.

“You’ve got the sweetest, tightest ass,” he sighed into Vampirella’s hair.

“Thanks for reminding me,” Vampirella murmured in turn.

Though she was battered and bruised by his love, the vampire felt a total physical satiation that Adam turned her head to see. He grinned at the smile curving her plump lips and the pleased glaze in her eyes.

“I needed that,” she purred happily.

Adam could echo her sentiments as no one else in reality could. He was as satisfied as she was, their bodies meeting halfway, getting both the tenderness and the brute satisfaction that they’d craved. But it wasn’t just that violent release and greedy feasting he’d wanted, as ecstatic as it was for the pair of them.

It was the intimacy of being totally united, once more giving and receiving exactly what they both wanted. So close that they were one. So content that there was nothing else to give. And so, perhaps fittingly, Vampirella felt the tingle of her blissful afterglow giving way to hatefully tangible reality. The sublime giving way to the mundane. Togetherness giving way to being alone.

“I’m being resurrected, darling.” She managed a shaky smile… only possible through the lingering memory of sexual perfection she’d shared with him. “Once more unto the breach.”

“I hope I’ve lightened your burden,” Adam said, petting her hair one last time.

“As you always do.” Vampirella rolled her neck in wide circles to get the kinks out. Any second now she would rise from her grave. “I will wait for you, my love.”

“And I will be waiting for you, my heart.”

Vampirella smiled. “No wonder no one can kill me for good. My heart is here, where nobody can put a stake through it.”

Long after she was gone, Adam mused—he had heard that it was better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. But if you loved again… if you kept loving… he thought there wasn’t a loss at all. Only the illusion of one.

A fitting torment, in Hell.