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Neo nodded, telling the owner he would meet her soon. He watched as she grinned and turned away, giving him a slow wink. Her hips swayed hard with every step, her thick ass rolling left and right under the thin fabric of her skirt. She pushed her chest forward, arched her back deep, and tilted her lower spine so her ass stuck out even more. She walked like the whole room belonged to her and she knew every eye followed.

Neo’s eyes stayed locked on that ass. He licked his lips without thinking. The way she moved was pure woman—controlled, confident, built to pull attention. Heat stirred low in his gut. He shook his head after a long look and forced himself upstairs to room three.

Inside, he sat on the edge of the bed and ran the plan again. Meet Noble Zod. Get close enough to guard the drug factory. Finish the job, then burn the place down and squeeze Zod for everything he knew about the real location of the demons after the Nyx tribe. Solid enough. He slapped his own cheeks once to lock it in.

A knock sounded at the door. Neo opened it. The same owner stood there. Up close, past the deep black of her skin, her face was sharp and beautiful. Her horns were not the usual short demon stubs—long, smooth, and pointed, sweeping back from her temples.

She wore simple inn clothes that still clung to her curves. "You paid for the room," she said, voice low and steady. "That means you get me for a full day. How about it?"

Neo nodded. She lifted her skirt without another word. Thick thighs came into view, hard with muscle, and a huge, round ass that filled his hands the second he reached for it. He shoved his shorts down. His cock sprang free—thick, heavy, a full twelve inches, the head already wet. He stepped behind her, gripped her hips, and pushed straight into her pussy in one long stroke.

Noir groaned deep, the sound wet and raw. "Name’s Noir. I own this inn. Fuck—your dick’s the biggest I’ve taken. It’s splitting me open... anggghn!"

Neo slapped one heavy ass cheek. The flesh jiggled hard under his palm. He kept thrusting, steady and deep, watching his cock disappear into her black folds and pull out shiny. "I want to ask you something."

Noir braced both hands on the wall, pushed her ass back to meet every thrust, and looked over her shoulder. "What do you want to ask?"

"Noble Zod. You know anything about his drug factory?"

Her eyes widened for a second. "I might’ve heard something... but..." She made a clear money sign with her fingers.

Neo grinned, slapped her ass again, and asked how much.

She held up five fingers, then shook her head and mouthed fifty thousand mana stones.

He nodded, grabbed the bag from the table, and pressed it into her hand. "Sixty. Ten extra so you’re still here in the morning."

Noir’s grin turned sharp. "If you can fuck me until morning, you don’t pay a single stone more."

Neo locked both hands on her waist. He felt the hard muscle under the soft outer layer—twenty years of adventuring packed into those hips and thighs. He decided right then he would use every trick he knew.

He hooked one of her legs high, almost to her shoulder, and drove in hard. His hips snapped fast, drilling deep, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the room. Noir’s eyes rolled back. Her mouth fell open and a thick string of drool slipped down her chin.

She spread her legs wider, taking every inch, and threw her head back. "Gosh... best dick I’ve had in years. This isn’t a cock—it’s a fucking holy rod."

She started clapping her ass back against him, grinding in tight circles. Neo gathered her long black hair in one fist, pulled her head around, and kissed her hard while he kept pounding. "Feel good?"

Noir sighed into his mouth. "You have no idea how many dicks I’ve tried. Every single one hits the same wall—none of them reach halfway inside me. But yours..." She looked over her shoulder again, eyes half-lidded, grin wicked. "You really do have the best one I’ve ever taken."

Neo laughed once, low. "You saying that so I’ll pay more?"

"That’s part of it," she admitted, then squeezed her walls around him deliberately. "But I mean it. Can’t you feel it?"

"Feel what?"

"These hips. These thighs." She guided one of his hands down. "Hard muscle. Twenty years of adventure. Touch them."

Neo thrust deeper, fingers digging into the firm flesh. "Honor to fuck a veteran like you."

He shifted, used pure strength to lift her lower body clean off the floor. Her feet dangled in the air while he kept driving up into her. Noir pressed her forehead to the wall, arms braced, biting back the loudest moans. The only sounds left were the wet squelch of his cock and the sharp slap of his hips against her ass.

He came hard, flooding her pussy with thick ropes. He pulled out slow, watching the white leak down her black thighs, then slapped her ass again. He laid her face-down on the bed, spread those heavy cheeks with both hands, and pushed the slick head of his cock against her tight black asshole. One steady shove and he sank all the way in.

Noir’s breath hitched. "Fuck—yes..."

He fucked her ass the same way—deep, relentless—until he came again, filling her second hole. He pulled free, still hard, still leaking.

Neo lifted her easily, carried her the few steps to the center of the bed, and set her down. "I’m not stopping yet."

Noir grinned, opened her legs wide, and locked them around his waist, heels digging into the small of his back. "Good. With a dick like that I’d hate it if you didn’t fuck me proper."

He pushed back into her soaked pussy, folded her legs up toward her head, and settled into a full mating press. His broad shoulders blocked the light above her. Thick arms braced on either side of her head. Muscled legs drove every thrust. The bed started creaking hard under the force.

Noir’s black skin shone with sweat. Her full breasts bounced with every impact. She stared up at the hard lines of his chest, the way his abs flexed, the heavy hang of his balls slapping against her. To her he looked like pure power—wide shoulders, strong arms, legs that never slowed. Every stroke stretched her open and rubbed places no one else had ever reached.

Neo watched her face twist, watched her thick thighs tremble, watched her pussy grip and flutter around his cock. He felt the heat of her walls, the way her strong hips tried to match him even from the bottom. Sweat ran down his back and dripped onto her stomach.

The bed creaked louder, wood complaining. Neo slowed, worried the frame would break.

Noir grabbed the back of his head, pulled him down into a messy kiss, and locked her legs even tighter around him. "Don’t worry. I’ll pay for the bed destruction. Just keep going."

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