CHAPTER 64: CHAPTER 64: TALA’S REWARD

Tala’s whisper felt like a command, one that made my body regain its energy, ready to obey. I felt her hand on the back of my neck, guiding my head into the hollow of her throat. Her mouth, wet and warm, pressed against my ear.

"My hero, let me give you a small reward...".

She let go and, with the abruptness of a warrior, she stood up, her strong, muscular body prominent in the dim light of the hut. My eyes, just woken and still blurry, couldn’t help but trace her body. Her curves were no joke; her figure was proof of strength, a work of art carved by the hammer. Hard and defined arms, a chiseled abdomen, and strong, toned legs. Her skin, despite being exposed to the sun and the heat of the forge, was soft and light-colored, almost white, especially her large breasts that stood proud and firm, defying gravity.

Without saying a word, she gently pushed me to lie down on the pile of furs. With a quick and confident movement, she undressed. Her body, firm and hard, was the only thing in the world that mattered to me at that moment. And then, with a determination that left me breathless, she knelt over my face. I felt the weight of her hips, her sweet scent. The contact of her thighs on my head was like a rush of adrenaline that dispelled any trace of fatigue.

"No... I can’t breathe...", I tried to say, but my words were lost.

"Don’t worry, I’ll take care of everything," her voice said, hoarse and low.

I felt the softness of her insides, the wetness, the heat of her body. She moved over me, slow and deliberate. Her breathing became heavy, and I, without control, moved with her, my lips and tongue following her movements. The taste was salty and sweet at the same time. It was a delicious taste that only I could have. The muscles of her thighs tensed with each movement, her calloused hands clutching my head, holding me in place.

"Ah... like that...", she moaned. Her voice was a whisper that was driving me crazy. "Yes... please...".

The world was reduced to the darkness of her body, to the wetness, to the taste, and to the sound of her moans. With a fluid movement, she stood up and turned, her strong, round backside settling over my mouth. She bent down and I got up. Tala began to suck my cock while I licked her ass. My tongue explored every inch of her huge ass, advancing slowly toward her vagina. The taste was addictive, and the desire didn’t let me think of anything else. Her hands grabbed my legs, and her knees were on either side of my head.

"My hero...", she whispered between pants. "My hero...".

Her screams became more intense, and her mouth began to suck my cock with great desire. Her mouth didn’t stop, and I increased the suction on her vagina while spreading her buttocks with my hands. Tala couldn’t take it anymore, and a great gush of liquid shot from her vagina as she trembled uncontrollably.

Suddenly, with a force that surprised me, she lifted me and pushed me against the wall. My senses sharpened, and the sight of her muscular body on top of me, her pale skin contrasting with the darkness of the hut, was all I could see.

"I missed you...", she said in a hoarse voice, her face so close to mine I could feel her breath. "I missed you so much...".

And in that moment, I understood. The fear she felt seeing me alone, the helplessness, the desperation. All that emotion had built up, had fermented inside her, and now it was exploding in this raw, visceral way. I hugged her with all my strength, burying my face in the hollow of her neck, feeling the heat of her skin and the smell of metal.

She flipped me around with inhuman strength and pushed me onto the straw bed. She climbed on top of me, her knees on either side of my head, her hands clutching my chest. I looked at her, and her eyes were closed, her lips parted. Her large, firm breasts moved violently with each breath. I looked at her, and desire consumed me more and more. She was the proof of my life, a life of hard work and strength. And now she was giving herself to me, just like that.

"Flip over!"

I grabbed Tala by the waist, lifted her, and let her fall, placing her on all fours in front of me. I spread her buttocks with both hands, leaving her two holes exposed. I bent down and passed my tongue over her vagina, even spitting a little saliva to make it nice and wet. Then, I thrust my big cock into her vagina, making her scream in surprise with wide-open eyes.

"Jaaaax! Yes, harder...!"

I didn’t stop ramming into her and kneading her buttocks until I came, filling her completely with fresh milk.

The dawn was peeking over the horizon, tinting the inside of the hut an orange color. The morning sun found us together, exhausted, our bodies entangled in a mess of arms and legs. The fatigue had returned, but this time it was a welcome weight, proof that, after hell, we had found a refuge. She looked at me, her eyes closed, with a peaceful smile on her face. Her body, strong and muscular, was now my safe place. I understood in that moment that the reward was not the treasures or the glory, but the simple fact of being here, with all of them, and feeling alive. This was the true reward; this island was my treasure. Little by little, I lost the idea of revenge, now I only wanted to keep being on this island, fucking them all over and over again like a madman.

"I just want to live in peace on this deserted island, I prefer to forget everything that happened in the past and enjoy"