Inside the room, Artemis's wild moans echoed in sync with the plop… plop… plop of Allen's hips slamming into her without pause.
"Ahhh~! Aahh… Allen~ darling… harder!!" Artemis screamed, her nails digging into Allen's back as her body shook violently in his arms.
Allen thrust his hips faster, his cock slamming in and out roughly, stirring up Artemis's soaked pussy. Hot fluids mixed with her overflowing juices, dripping down onto the floor. Artemis had already climaxed countless times, yet Allen kept pounding her, making her womb throb as it took his brutal thrusts.
Allen continued hammering his hips, each push driving deeper until the tip of his cock slammed against her cervix.
"Ahhh~! So deep… Allen~! I can't take it anymore…!" Artemis cried, her body arching as she convulsed in another orgasm in his arms.
Gritting his teeth, Allen grabbed her ass tighter.
"Artemis… I'm gonna cum too~ ahh, yes…!" he growled.
With one final brutal thrust, Allen buried himself as deep as possible. His cock throbbed violently before erupting, spraying hot seed directly into Artemis's womb.
"Ahhh~! By Gaia~! I can feel it all…! It's so hot~!" Artemis screamed wildly, wrapping her legs tightly around his waist as the flood of semen filled her belly without mercy.
Excess cum spilled out, dripping down between Artemis's thighs, making wet squelching noises each time Allen kept pushing slowly to milk the last drops inside her.
"Let's change positions," Allen said, clearly still not satisfied.
Artemis got on the bed, crawling on all fours with her ass facing him—her husband's favorite position, since he could easily take both of her holes. Allen lined up his cock against her ass, then slammed it hard into her tight ring. He could now watch her once-tight hole stretch open like a blooming flower as his entire cock forced its way inside.
"Ohhh… ahhh… yes… keep pushing, darling, yesss~!"
Allen kept moving his hips, thrusting in and out relentlessly, like a sewing machine that never stopped working.
Plop… plop… plop…
Each thrust produced sounds that filled the room, blending with Artemis's wild moans. Her plump breasts bounced wildly with the rough movements, swaying hard every time their skin clashed.
Allen grabbed both of them with his hands, squeezing tightly before lowering his mouth to suck her nipples greedily, making Artemis arch her back with a hoarse scream.
"AHH!" Slap!... Allen smacked her tempting ass.
"Ahhh… yes! Harder! Spank me again, darling!" Artemis screamed, drool dripping from her lips as the heat teased the inside of her body.
Slap!
"Ahhhhnn!" she squealed when her ass was slapped again. Her body trembled violently, her ass felt itchy yet unbearably pleasurable.
Allen's thrusts grew faster, deeper, until his body finally tensed.
With a heavy groan, he released his load inside Artemis's ass. She felt the warm stream fill her belly, as if Allen's thick seed overflowed within her, making her body shudder violently before collapsing limply onto the bed.
Time passed, two hours later. The bed was still creaking, this time with Artemis on top, riding Allen's shaft with a face full of desire despite her exhausted body. Her sweat-soaked hair clung to her cheeks, her tongue hung out, and her breasts bounced wildly with every slam of her hips.
Allen watched her with a loving smile, then pulled her waist closer so their bodies pressed tighter. He kissed Artemis deeply, swallowing the soft moans that escaped her lips.
"Hmmm… mmmphh…" Artemis's voice was muffled in the kiss, yet her body kept moving.
Artemis began moving her hips wilder, her pace up and down growing faster. Each time she lowered herself, Allen's shaft penetrated deeper, brushing against the sensitive spots inside her womb. The bed shook endlessly, its sound mingling with the goddess's wild moans.
"Ahhh… Allen… darling… I… I can't take it anymore…" Artemis groaned in a hoarse voice, yet her body kept moving, as if addicted to the ecstasy.
Allen gripped her waist harder, thrusting upward from below, making Artemis scream as their thrusts grew deeper and stronger.
With one final brutal push, Allen exploded inside her womb. The hot liquid gushed out violently, flooding Artemis's womb mercilessly. Her body stiffened instantly, her eyes widened before she let out a long moan.
"Ahhhh… HHHHHhhhnnnn~~!"
They continued the sexual activity until the early hours of the morning.
Artemis could feel her belly swelling, as if something was pressing out from inside. In an instant, her stomach tightened and bulged, as though she were already six months pregnant.
She glanced at her stomach with a worried expression, a fleeting concern flashing through her mind about her baby—whether everything would be alright inside. But her body was too exhausted to think.
As Allen kept pouring his seed into her without pause, her consciousness faded.
Her breath turned ragged, her eyes slowly closed. With her face flushed and her body trembling, Artemis finally passed out in Allen's embrace, while Allen still held her tightly with a satisfied smile.
....
Since morning was just around the corner, Allen decided not to go back to sleep. He headed to the bathroom, soaking himself in warm water until he felt refreshed. After that, he put on a loose T-shirt and casual pants, then walked to the living room to turn on the TV.
"Good morning," Ada greeted, apparently already awake as well. She was wearing a red shirt with the top two buttons left undone, showing off a hint of her cleavage. Paired with tight jeans, her figure looked undeniably alluring.
"Good morning to you too. Are you always this much of an early riser?" Allen asked, his eyes lingering on the way Ada sat—seductively, almost as if she was trying to tease him.
No wonder Leon ended up simping for this woman, Allen thought with a faint smirk.
"Yeah… you could say that. Especially because of my job, I'm required to always wake up early," Ada replied casually.
Allen gave her a sly grin. "Well, I can understand that. Especially with your job… as a spy."
Ada's eyes widened slightly. "So… you already know?"
"More or less. Besides, it's not that hard for me to look up the name of an FBI agent. You're pretty well-known in the intelligence world. I happened to check your track record—quite impressive, really." Allen lied so smoothly, as if it was just another Tuesday.
Ada fell silent for a moment, then looked at him with a resigned expression. "So… are you going to kick me out of here?" she asked, as if already prepared to leave and head back to the city alone.
"As long as you don't snoop around the villa or cause trouble, I won't kick you out," Allen replied nonchalantly. Then he added, "Oh, by the way… can you cook? I'm hungry."
"Of course I can. Do you want me to make something for you?" Ada asked, raising her brows slightly. She seemed a bit surprised at how relaxed Allen was, as if he didn't care at all about having her around.
"Yeah, of course. After all, who in their right mind would turn down a meal from a beautiful woman?" Allen said lightly, tossing the compliment with ease.
Ada's face turned slightly red. Without saying another word, she stood up and headed for the kitchen. She was used to hearing compliments about her beauty, but somehow, when Allen said it, her heart beat faster than usual.
Not long after, Allen caught the smell of something delicious coming from the kitchen, the aroma enough to stir his appetite. Out of curiosity, he went to take a look, watching her cook while his eyes wandered over her body. She was wearing an apron, standing at 170 cm with C-cup breasts, a slim figure, and hips that swayed side to side whenever she flipped the food—it was enough to make Allen lose focus. She looked hot, especially while cooking.
Ada, feeling like someone was watching her from behind, instinctively turned her head. But Allen quickly turned back to the TV, so she didn't notice how he had been watching her body.
"Was that just my imagination?" Ada whispered to herself.
Not long after, the food was ready.
"Lunch is ready," Ada said as she carried the dishes to the living room. This time, they didn't eat at the dining table.
She served steak with spicy sauce, the aroma enough to make anyone's mouth water.
"Ohh, that looks good."
Allen took a bite, using the fork provided.
"Turns out you're quite the cook, Ada. Well, whoever marries you in the future is definitely going to be a lucky man to have a wife like you."
"Are your wives also good at cooking?" Ada asked back.
"Of course, their cooking is just as good as yours. Okay, let's eat before it gets cold," Allen suggested as he dug in. Ada joined him, sitting beside him.
Seeing Allen suddenly act so casually with her, Ada gave a faint smile. Such a strange man—at first, he seemed distant, but he actually feels easy to talk to. If her mission wasn't this complicated, maybe she would never have met Allen or gotten to know what he was like. Honestly, Ada thought, maybe she could actually be friends with this man… maybe?
"Allen, can I ask you something?"
"Of course, what do you want to ask?"
"Is it true that Umbrella makes shady drugs—I mean, like biological weapons and such?"
"Yup…" Allen answered casually while eating the food Ada had prepared. After finishing, he looked at her.
"You can just ask me directly, no need to beat around the bush. I know spy like you always have a specific mission."
"Well, I want information about the drugs Umbrella is developing. You know about the T-Virus and G-Virus. My mission is to steal samples of both," Ada finally admitted to Allen.
"Well, I thought you were after my research, but it turns out you're actually interested in the T-serum and G-serum," Allen said, his tone carrying a faint trace of disappointment.
Ada's lips curved into a smile at his words. "And no, you're not my target. At least… not for now."
"Ohh? Then if I ever do become your target, make sure to warn me first—so I can prepare myself properly."
Ada let out a soft laugh, unable to suppress it. "Haha… you really are something, Allen."
Her amusement faded as her gaze turned serious again. "Alright, back to the point. Do you know anything about those serums?"
Allen leaned back, regarding her calmly. "Yeah… I know enough. But why do you need both of them?"
Ada's eyes gleamed, her tone turning velvety. "Ohh… could you get them for me?"
As she spoke, she shifted closer, closing the distance between them until her shoulder brushed against his. Her fingers lightly touched his arm, her body angled just right to let the subtle fragrance of her skin drift toward him. The move was deliberate, practiced—seduction honed to an art.
Allen arched a brow, a faint smirk tugging at his lips as he tilted his head toward her. "And what exactly do I get… if I were to bring them to you?" His voice was lower now, playful yet charged, deliberately mirroring her game.
The closeness, the heat in his eyes—it made Ada's heartbeat stumble for just a second. She forced herself to stay composed, but inside her thoughts were anything but calm. Damn… this man is dangerously attractive. Even his scent feels intoxicating. What the hell is he made of—an aphrodisiac?
Beneath her pants, she could feel a faint warmth blooming, her panties already dampening from the tension he so effortlessly stirred in her.
Even so, Ada was still able to respond to Allen's words casually.
"I could share the payment I get if you manage to take both serum samples," she said.
Allen let out a small sigh and shook his head.
"Tsk… I'm not interested in money. Besides, if you mean the G-serum, it's not finished yet. Dr. William hasn't even completed his research. In short… you came too early."
Ada gave a faint smile.
"So I came too early, huh?"
Allen narrowed his eyes, looking over her body as he murmured,
"By the way, Ada… would you do anything as long as you're paid the right price?"
Ada replied cautiously.
"What kind of work?"
Inwardly, she scoffed. 'Is this man… after my body?' she thought when she noticed where Allen's eyes were wandering.
Allen quickly cleared his throat.
"I meant spy work, or maybe some special missions. That's all."
Ada finally nodded.
"Of course. But right now I'm on a mission helping The Family." Deep down, she felt relieved. 'Looks like I was overthinking.'
Allen folded his arms.
"The Family? You mean the organization that can rival Umbrella? If I'm not mistaken, that group is led by a man named Simmons…" the final boss in RE6. He muttered in his thoughts.
"Yes, The Family…" Ada then briefly explained about the multinational group led by Simmons and other influential figures.
Allen responded in a laid-back tone.
"Seems like you don't really like The Family. Care to tell me why?" Ada asked while staring at him curiously.
Allen smirked slightly.
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