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"So, remind me… how bad did she have it?" Lance asked as they came to a stop in the sky above Manhattan.
"Last I saw her, poor thing looked absolutely bereft." Diana told him. "It'll do her good to see you again."
"I hope she will not feel jealous." Kory added as she came to float alongside them.
Lance took in the sight of the heroines before him. Visions of beauty, Wonder Woman and Starfire together in the air. The Amazon's lustrous black hair swept by the wind, the golden eagle of her bustier catching the glint of the midday sun. The Tamaranean's aura was even more eye-catching, her fit, womanly body cast in the bright glow coming off her fiery red hair.
Two beautiful superheroines - and a third waiting for him. Most men could only dream of charming one. Most men didn't have the blood of the gods.
"If Lance's pheromones are as strong as we believe, we won't have to worry about anything from Jessica." Diana flashed Lance a meaningful look. "She'll be over the moon just seeing your face."
"Then we shouldn't keep her waiting any longer." Lance decided. "Your place, right?"
Diana nodded. "Correct. You trashed hers, if I recall."
"He has a habit of doing that, I think." Kory snickered.
"Hey, not entirely my fault." Lance half-heartedly defended. "It takes two to tango, you know. And I know for a fact I wasn't the only one making craters during our little date in the simulation chamber."
A faint flicker across Diana's face. Lance couldn't miss it. A look of pride.
"Just mind your strength, Lance. I happen to like my apartment." Diana said, grinning.
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Diana had cleaned things up well since the last time he'd seen her place. Lance took a moment to admire the high-rise penthouse as they flew in. She practically had the whole floor to herself, with the open terrace even sporting a pool and a hot tub. Jess' place had been a smaller studio apartment, open and modern with an artsy decor. Kory's had been cozy, warm, and the most shamelessly girly. So much pink, so much fuzziness. Diana's place was downright ritzy by comparison. High class. A huge step up from Lance's assorted safehouses.
"You have an incredible home, Diana!" Kory cooed as they floated down beside the pool. The Tamaranean knelt, looking giddy as she drew her fingers through the sparkling blue water. "It reminds me of Titans Tower. Just quieter."
Lance's super senses made quiet relative. Faint as it was, the sound tickled his ears. Even through the walls and the glass he could hear it. Jessica's voice, rich and sweet and feminine. Moaning. Gasping.
"It won't be quiet for long." Lance said as he touched down on the terrace. It had been a simple statement of fact, but the girls took it differently.
Diana cocked a brow.
"Is that a promise, Titan?" A hot edge to her words. Lance was met with smoldering eyes in deep blue and glowing green, both burning into him.
Lance chewed his tongue. Their energy, their desire, it was coming off their bodies like thick smoke. Invisible even to his enhanced eyes, but still Lance could sense it, feel it. Their desire fueled his own thoughts, forming into fantasies of Amazon and Tamaranean tangled with him in the frothing waters of the hot tub. Tempting. Very tempting. But he couldn't take his mind off of Jessica.
The Titan cared for all of his women. It didn't feel right to play favorites.
"Let's go see Jess first, check up on her." He suggested - firmly. Faint disappointment flickered across Diana and Kory's faces. A little cute, he had to admit. "After that… then we can discuss it."
That perked them both up a little. Diana and Kory gave relenting nods… but once Lance turned his back, he could sense both women prowling behind him. Lionesses licking their chops.
They went inside together. The moans and whimpers rang even clearer now, sweeping into Lance's attuned ears through the closed door of the master bedroom. The Titan took special note of that. Diana had allowed Jess to get quite comfortable during her stay, it seemed.
By the time he reached the bedroom door, the moans had turned to desperate sobs. Pure carnal desire given voice. A rich, throaty voice. The apartment walls could not contain the passion.
Lance threw Diana a smirk.
"You weren't lying. She does have it bad."
"And she's suffered long enough, I think." Diana pointed out.
"The Titan would never keep a pretty lady waiting, would he?" Kory joined in.
"Only if they've been bad." Was Lance's glib answer. That earned him a pout and rolling eyes. He opened the door.
Immediately he was struck with the thick scent of arousal. That familiar womanly musk swept into his nose, slithering down into his gut. There it took to flame. The sight that graced his eyes stroked that fire into a wild blaze. Burning through, all the way up to his racing heart.
He could live a thousand human lifetimes and never, ever tire of the naked female form.
The bed was a mess. The woman upon it was perfection. All that creamy skin, glittering with sweat. Black, wavy hair tossed back from that porcelain face. Blushing cheeks and lush, panting lips. Rounded succulent breasts swept down into that trim tummy, snapping into wide, fertile hips and those long, toned, mouthwatering legs. Dipping between them was a single hand, slender fingers working furiously at that sopping pink slit. Digits circling, probing, fucking.
Jessica writhed on the mattress, pleasuring herself through her delirium. She whimpered, tossing her head from side to side, not noticing her new audience until she opened her eyes. The instant her gaze settled on Lance, the raven-haired heroine shot up from the bed. A squeal of utter joy split through the air.
"Lance!"
Jessica bounded over to him, messy hair bouncing, teardrop tits swaying. A striking sight. She leapt into his arms, peppering his face with kisses. Dozens of them, showering him in sweetness. Then came the slaps.
"Bastard! Scoundrel! Dirty, big-dick son of a bitch!" Each strike she followed up with kisses, two or more to make up for the blows. "Making me wait a whole bloody week just to figure out we're still head over heels for you? I could have told you that on day two!"
"We had to be sure. The only way to test it was to spend time apart." Lance countered. The softness of Jessica's bottom settled perfectly into his palms. He enjoyed a small squeeze, savoring the little coo that came from her pursed lips.
"Don't you go being logical. Not when I'm upset with you."
"Upset enough to turn me away?"
Jessica's eyes flashed bright. Wildfire in her soul.
"Not a chance. Get that suit off and I'll show you what you've been missing."
She went down for a real kiss. Her tongue poured into Lance's mouth, boldly exploring, reclaiming territory. Lance allowed it, figuring he owed his first superheroine a little free reign.
Her body was so delightfully warm, soft and lithe against his solid mass. All that lustful vitality, he could feel it surging through her flesh. He drank it up through his roaming touch, tasting it and giving some of his own in turn.
Jessica was panting when she finally broke the kiss, grinding her hot body against his. There was desperation in the way she groaned, the way she clung to him. Guilt stabbed through Lance's heart then. He was responsible for putting her in this state. Him and his godly allure.
Next he peered to the side, remembering that he and Jessica were not alone. Two princesses creeping in, lurid intent written on their flawless, model faces. Lionesses ready to pounce.
Lance reluctantly waved them off.
Diana and Kory halted, both looking perplexed. That was another stab to his heart, seeing that. Though Lance knew the real hurt was still to come.
"I'd like a moment alone with Jess." He told them.
Just as he expected, their crestfallen faces made him feel like the big bad brute Jessica had claimed him to be.
Diana recovered first, The Amazon's disappointment quickly gave way to understanding. Kory, however, looked like a lost puppy as Diana guided her back into the hall.
"But I thought the Titan would never keep a lady waiting!" Kory accused, pouting.
"I'll be with you soon." Lance promised. There was strain in his voice as Jessica dragged her mouth over his throat. "For now, I owe Jess a little one-on-one."
"Damn right you do." The naked heroine giggled into his ear. Already she was working on peeling away his supersuit.
"You better not take too long." Diana warned him - half-playfully, he noted.
"I'm sure the two of you can find some way to entertain yourselves." Lance shot back.
Challenge flashed in both their eyes. Diana closed the bedroom door… but not before Lance could catch a glimpse of the Amazon pulling Kory in for a deep, hungry kiss.
His cock stirred and hardened.
Just another delight to look forward to, he told himself. He still had to stay on track. Right now, a very lonely Spider-Woman was owed his undivided attention.
Without another word, he flung Jessica back onto the bed. As she bounced, her rich, joyous laughter filled the room.
As the center of his focus, Jessica became the very vision of feminine allure. Every inch of that fit, sensual figure was positively glowing. Her eyes, her smile, so inviting, so full of promise.
Lance shucked the rest of his suit off. His hard cock sprung out, the mass of meat throbbing with need. Between Jessica's full thighs, that slick pink called to him. In the space of a heartbeat he was upon her, swallowing her laughter, her gasps, her sweet moans.
A surge of pleasure down his cock as the shaft dragged between her legs. It was time to make it up to her.
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It was good to touch Lance again.
Threading her fingers through his soft, brown hair, feeling at the solid muscles of his back and shoulders and his thick, powerful arms… it was like he was made for her hands. Just like how Jessica's body was made for his mouth.
Lance's affection poured over her in the form of kisses, frantic and ravenous across her body. His lips teased across her belly, trailing up to her breasts. The sensitive, soft mounds faced lashes from his wet, agile tongue. The heat dragging over her skin had Jessica whining, squirming beneath him. She whimpered as the pleasure seeped into her flesh. It was perfect.
The week she'd spent without this touch, without Lance. Had been a hair's breadth away from pure misery. It was only thanks to Diana's diligent attention that she didn't go completely mad.
Now her man was back, pinning her to the bed with his powerful, perfect body. Jessica wasn't going to waste a single second of this.
"You missed me, baby?" She whispered, writhing against Lance's kisses and playful bites. "I missed you. Missed you so, so much!"
Lance answered her with a grunt. She liked that. Masculine. Brutish. Her own hung, studly caveman. Lighting across her skin as he pushed her breasts together with his large hands. Two hard nipples poked up, now an inch apart. He mauled them both with his mouth, gorging himself on her tits.
Jessica gasped, shaking from the blitz through her nerves. That shock arced down, white hot between her thighs. She arched her back, thrusting her breasts up, pushing them further into his sucking mouth. His lashing tongue was fuel poured on the fire, not just sucking but devouring. He took a nipple between his teeth, pulling on it just enough to make her squeak. He let it snap back then went for the other, nipping at her poor breasts then chasing the sting away with his warm, wet tongue.
"I missed you." Her barbaric lover finally spoke in a low, lustful growl. "Sorry for making you wait. Forgive me?"
He didn't wait for her answer, trailing his mouth up to her throat, drawing his tongue over the skin. He kissed, sucked at her neck. Bit down just hard enough to get her trembling all over again. Jessica could only let loose a blissful sigh, feeling his hot, hard body looming over her. The real hardness, the hardness she craved above all, she felt that brushing between her legs. With near-drunken glee, Jessica reached down and took him by the shaft.
Just as big and fat and perfect as she remembered. She could barely get her fingers around it.
Her sex was hot and aching for him. Seven days of unbearable yearning had turned her cunt into a molten core. Only the Titan was fit for that vigorous task.
"I forgive you…" Jessica breathed softly into his ear. She took his earlobe between her teeth, flicking her tongue against it. "As long as you make me scream."
Lance let out a deep groan. He lifted his head to look at her. Silver eyes held a bold, wicked glow that thrilled her down to her core. Jessica gave his cock a squeeze, stroking him. He leaked onto her fingers, warm and sticky. Her lips spread into a challenging smile.
A question unspoken. What are you waiting for?
Lance became an animal in the space of a heartbeat. Taking her by the wrists, pinning her hands above her head, pinning her against the mattress with his body. He claimed control of her mouth with his own, taking her breath and her wits away. He swallowed down her squeals as he skewered her pussy through with a single, sharp thrust.
Wicked bliss coursed through her body. It pulsed through skin and flesh and bone. Pain and pleasure entwined in perfect union. Then his balls pressed against her ass, his cock rooting inside her. It twitched and swelled, driving her into the madness of ecstasy.
For Jessica, there was no place she'd rather be.