Chapter 2 - The Second Day

                - “He’s often… inappropriate.”

Isabela remembered having said that to Hawke about his uncle, once. She had asked to talk to him. He hadn't, saying it would far more entertaining not to. 
Now, as she found herself naked in front of the man himself, watching him drop his pants with a lewd smile, she wondered if Hawke would find the situation so entertaining.

Probably not.

                - “I can’t wait to fuck you.”

Brought back to reality by Gamlen’s groan, Isabela half-jumped, making the man in front of her chuckle, and threw him a dark look that only seemed to make him smile harder. 

He had balls, Isabela was forced to admit it, to show up to her room at the Hanged Man – uninvited of course – and tell her he came to get what he had not yesterday. Her.

Two days ago, Isabela probably would have greeted him with a playful smile and some teasing, appearing glad to have him there, only to shut him down soon after. But now, because of their deal, she was forced to accommodate his whims and hold back any urge to mock, hit or kill him, even when he decided that squeezing her tits was his way to great her now.

                - “What do you want, Gamlen?” She had greeting him with, despite knowing exactly what he wanted. “I’m waiting for Varrick here, I don’t have time for you.”

                - “Well make the time." Gamlen had thrown back – the man showing himself far bolder with her since their deal. Or maybe since he came in her mouth – smirking while pointing to his visible hard on. “You know what I came for.”

Isabela had known it was coming or course, but it had not stopped her from shuddering in disgust.

                - “Excited to fuck a woman that does not want you?” She had spat after he made her jerk him off through his pants. “I know it must always be like that for you, but could you be more pathetic?”

                - “Like you can talk.” Gamlen had grunted back instead of getting angry, the feeling of her fingers against his cock making it hard to rise his temper. “I heard stories about you, you know?”

                - “Like everyone else. It does not mean they’re all true. Contrary to popular beliefs, I do have standards. It’s why I never approached you, for example.”

Gamlen had gritted his teeth then and Isabela had smirked a little.

                - “No.” He had finally said after a while, something of an angry smirk appearing on his face. “But that did not stop you from teasing me all the time like a slut.”

                - “Careful.” Isabela had whispered, tightening her grip. “You’re not a very lucky man, remember? Don’t push it, then.”

There definitely had been fear in his eyes, but also arousal, when he had answered next:

                - “And yet, I feel very lucky, right now.”

Isabela, on the other hand, didn't feel lucky. Instead, after having been forced to jerk off Gamlen, suffer his touch, and being ordered to undress in front of him, she almost regretted having found him with Bethany. Still, it was for Hawke’s sister that she endured all that, that’s what she tried to remember, even as she watched Gamlen stroke his cock to life – like it needed it, the thing was already rock-hard, dripping with precum like yesterday.

Isabela held back her urge to flee – or kill – when Gamlen approached her, watching him stroke his cock harder and harder as he came closer. “Was he not hurting himself in doing so?” Came the strange thought in her head at this moment. Or was he too aroused to care?
The pirate could almost see steam coming from Gamlen’s body, his face alight with a burning arousal. He came even closer, bringing his heat to her, and when, finally, their naked skins met, she pressed her thighs together. It was only their knees that made contact, but it still brought his huge cock to her stomach and seeing the thing so close to her pussy made her body react.

… by betraying her.

                - “You did this to me.”

That’s what Gamlen rumbled as he showed her his hardness and Isabela threw him a dark look.
Gamlen had just forced her to give him something of a show while she undressed for him. She had put minimal efforts in doing so but it had not seemed to bother him. Evidently, he believed she had done everything to arouse him. The thought was a little insulting.

She was much better than that.

                - “How is it my fault that you can’t control yourself… pervert?”

Gamlen did not hear her. He had grasped her waist, but instead of guiding her toward the table behind her or to the bed next to the door like Isabela expected, he brought his face close to hers. She pushed him back, hard.

                - “Did you just try to kiss me?” She asked, half laughing. “You think I’ll kiss a man that have to resort to blackmail to have me? Give me a little credit, please!”

                - “You said you’ll do what I want. “

The man was clearly frustrated by her refusal but also the disbelief on her face. That made Isabela snort. Did he truly believe she would allow him to kiss her like they were lovers? Rutting was one thing, but Isabela had no intention of getting even remotely intimate with him. She told him as much and Gamlen gritted his teeth but still relented.

                - “Fine. No kissing. It’s not why I came here for anyway.”

                - “Yeah… I bet.” Isabela said, feeling his hard cock against her.

Looking down, the buxom pirate took a breath, feeling anxiety and something more curl inside her stomach. She took a step back and walked toward the table behind her, putting her hands on it, shoulders sagging.

                - “Well?” She said, throwing a look back at Gamlen who had not moved. “What are you waiting for? Let’s get this over with!”

Gamlen blinked then came closer, a perverted smirk spreading to his lips.

                - “From behind already?” He chuckled, putting a lustful hand on the big and firm ass that Isabela was offering.

                - “Don’t get any ideas.” Isabela bit back, shuddering in disgust when she felt him get closer, his cock sliding up and down between her ass-cheeks, throbbing. “I just don’t want to have to see your ugly mug, that’s all.”

                - “Is that so? Well, I don’t care either way. All that matters…”

Isabela gasped when Gamlen pushed her suddenly against the table, mauling her breasts and her ass as he ripped apart her undies, leaving her vulnerable to the big throbbing cock he pressed against her heated core. But he did not penetrate her yet, first bringing a smirking mouth to her ear:

                - “… is that I get to fuck you.”

Hearing the thrill in his voice, Isabela thought It was certainly a dream come true for him, but for her, it felt like the true beginning of her nightmare.

Isabela gritted her teeth when she felt the man cup her ass, playing with her firm bullocks, all the while wheezing with arousal. She knew it was useless to protest, she could feel how excited he was, and she knew he would not stop now, whatever she did. Still, she had to keep herself from letting her elbow fly every time she felt him push against her, without doing much other than tease her.
She liked being teased, especially by those who were good at it like Hawke or Zevran. It helped build up her arousal and, in doing so, her pleasure. But ultimately, it was the mood who was enhanced by those plays, and right now, she definitely was not in the mood to have sex.
… Aveline would not have believed her.
… her hot and wet pussy did not seem to, either.

                - “I thought you couldn’t wait?” Isabela said finally, testily.

                - “Eager, are we?” Gamlen chuckled, kneading her ass. “Like a good little slut…”

                - “You… !”

Gamlen pressed himself against her and Isabela bit her tongue. Gamlen’s voice was usually very grating. Most of the time angry and bitter, as well as a little needy, but now? As he took hold of her ass, hard cock in hand, breath heavy with need, there was something husky, hard, and even somewhat seductive in the whisper with which he caressed her ear:

                - “Ready?”

Isabela shivered despite herself, not answering. Gamlen did not let her anyway. Grasping her ass between his bony fingers, he lined himself up with her damp folds, and pushed. 

She felt his cock then.

The head popped first. Pulsing and hot, it kissed her pussy’s lips, spreading them open. Then came the shaft, meaty and hard, with pulsing veins that started to beat against her walls, scratching an itch she didn’t even know she had. A breathless sigh escaped her, as more of the huge cock invaded her pussy, going deeper and deeper, deeper than Hawke, deeper than any man before.
It was a mistake! Somewhere deep inside her, it was what her mind screamed at her, but Isabela did not hear it, holding onto the table as her pussy was fed even more cock.

                - “Fuck.”

There was a broken whisper but neither Isabela nor Gamlen could tell who had talked, lost in the penetration. Eyes closed, Isabela tried to ignore Gamlen as he pushed his hips against her ass, but she could hear his breath, heavy and loud just behind her. She hesitated before looking at him and saw that his attention was not on her but on the pussy that his cock was penetrating. Her pussy. The pussy which was giving ground to his length, inches by inches.

And when, finally, he hilted himself fully inside her, Isabela could no longer breathe.

                - “Fuck, you’re big!”

It was certainly not what she wanted to say but it was the only thing she was able to articulate as she felt fuller than she ever had been before. Fortunately for her, Gamlen didn’t hear her admission, as the man was too busy losing himself in her.

                - “Fuck… I expected your pussy to be loose but… hgn… you’re tight!”

Gamlen swore, feeling the walls of the pirate’s pussy grip his shaft so tightly that it was almost painful for his sensitive cock. Still, he couldn’t help but smile. 

He was inside her! Finally, he was inside her!

That was what Gamlen grunted when he started pumping his hips, forcing open the hot and wet walls of flesh that gripped him, panting in delight and excitement.

Finally, he was fucking Isabela! Him! Gamlen Amell! At the Hanged Man!

How many men did he knew that had the same fantasy? The man asked himself. With a body she was always showing off, a sultry smile and eyes that hid very little of her slutiness, Isabela was lusted after by most of the men who came to the Hanged Man, but only a very few of them had even been given a glance by the woman herself. Gamlen knew quite a few who pretended to dislike her but would not have hesitated had they been given the chance to bed her. Shamefully, he was forced to admit that he had been one of them. But not anymore.

Now, he got to touch her. Now, he got to fuck her!

Pleasure, excitement and triumph surged, and a gleeful smirk spread across his face as Gamlen swallowed a victorious laugh. Gripping Isabela’s ass tightly, he thrusted his hips forward, hilting himself fully inside her so-desired-pussy, owning it with his size, reshaping its walls with his girth.

                - “Fuck! Do you feel it?” He swore, panting against the pirate’s shoulder. “Hgn… It’s my cock. I’m fucking you, Isabela. Do you… ugh… do you feel it?”

The man rocked his hips, watching his cock disappear inside Isabela’s pussy.

                - “Fuck, this is it! Hgn… this is what I wanted for so long!”

Trembling, he moved back and forth, and his dick throbbed hard, making him swear.

                - “Fuuuuuuuuck…”

Finally, Isabela reacted, throwing him a mocking look over her shoulder, face tight as she tried to control her voice:

                - “Don’t… hn… don’t blow your load too soon. You would not want to seem… even more pathetic than usual, right? If it’s even possible… hn… of course.”

Instead of being angered by Isabela’s words, Gamlen only smirked.

                - “Don’t worry.” He answered, pushing against her with an exaggerated moan. “I intend to take my time here and… mhm… savor this.”

But despite his words, he soon started to fuck her in earnest, his hips soundly smacking against her ass.

Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap.

Just as it had been the case the day before with the slurping and gagging sounds of Isabela’s mouth, for a time the slapping of flesh were the only sounds that could be heard inside the room, bouncing on its walls along the sighs and groans of its inhabitants.
But it did not take long for Gamlen to speak again, voice hoarse with pleasure and excitement:

                - “Fuck! You feel so good around my cock! Hgn… you’re gripping me so tightly! Its like you don’t want to let go! Or maybe… I’m just too big for the great Isabela, kukuku!”
Isabela heard Gamlen’s laugh but as grating as it was, she could not retort.

His cock was just too big.

Teeth gritted, eyes rolling into the back of her skull, the Rivaïn beauty stood on her toes, trying to ignore the scorching heat of pleasure that burned through her, making her knees buckle and her arms sag. And as she swallowed another moan, she was reminded of something.

She hadn't had sex since before the party at Hawke’s. 

She had felt far too filthy to take Hawke to bed yesterday after what had happened in the morning. Despite what everyone was saying – herself first – about her lack of shame, having sex with the man she loved after having given a blowjob to his uncle was too much, even for her. Instead, she had spent most of the day making sure that Bethany did not go back to Gamlen and his huge cock – which perhaps explained why he was fucking her so hard today – and then had gone back to her room and took a long bath. And inside this bath, she had desperately tried to forget the needs of her body, unable not to think of fucking Gamlen or Bethany the moment she touched herself.
So, she had simmered in her own frustrations. And today? Today those frustrations were being taken care of, whether she liked it or not. It was the only reason why her body responded so readily to the big cock that was fucking her.

At least, that is what Isabela told herself when she found herself moaning as her tits were squeezed.

                - “Kukuku, enjoying yourself?” Gamlen’s voice said to her ear.

Throwing her head back – to headbutt him or unconsciously give him access to her neck, at this shameful moment, she could not tell – the voluptuous Rivaïn shivered when she felt Gamlen squeeze gently if firmly her breasts while he pushed his full big cock in-and-out of her pussy.

                - “You’re mine.” He muttered against her neck, nibbling at her skin, his breath hot and heavy against her ear. “Tonight, you’re finally mine, Isabela… like I always wanted.”

She felt a smirk worm itself on his lips and his hold on her breasts got tighter, making her hiss.

                - “I’m going to enjoy fucking you.”

                - “You’re the only one.” She bit back, throwing a dark look over her shoulder.

She met the heated gaze of Hawke’s uncle whose eyes were bright with excitement.

                - “Good.” He sneered. “I’m the only one that counts.”

                - “You bastard. No wonder you can’t…” Isabela bit back a sigh, feeling the cock kiss one of her sensitives spots. “Hn… fuck…”

                - “You were saying something?”

The smugness in Gamlen’s voice and on his face made Isabela want to scream – and not in a good way – but all she could do was grip the table and look forward, ignoring him.

                - “Do… ugh… do your worst, you asshole.” She still muttered under her breath.

And Gamlen did just that.

At first Isabela gritted her teeth and readied herself to endure a poor and disgusting lovemaking. She was sure that Gamlen, for all his visits at the Blooming Rose, would show himself to be a poor and selfish lover despite his big cock. And he showed himself to be just that, selfish at least, and yet her body reacted to his touch.

                - “Just like yesterday.” Gamlen hummed, marveling at her reactions as he pinched her hardened nipples. “Sensitives nipples, haven’t we? Your biggest strength is also your biggest weakness it seems.”

He started playing with Isabela’s breasts as he fucked her, cupping and squeezing them with a perverted smirk. Like the pirate thought, he did not care for her pleasure, he was only here for his, she could see and feel it with the way he took her. And yet, she could hardly say why but there was something weirdly arousing about the way he was taking her, using her like she… belonged to him or something. Like she existed for his pleasure.
Dimly, she wondered if that’s what Bethany was feeling when she was with him, and if that was the case, why did she come back to a man that treated her like this.

Isabela belonged to no man. Only the ones she chose.

                - “Fuck!” Gamlen swore suddenly, thrusting his hips hard, lips pressed against Isabela’s shoulder. “I can’t believe my ingrate of a nephew get to enjoy a body like that any time he wants!”

Hearing the familiar jealousy in the man’s voice, Isabela managed a mocking smile.

                - “Jealous…hn… Gamlen?”

                - “Of him? Never!”

                - “Yeah, keep telling yourself that.” Isabela laughed. “Maybe one day… you’ll manage to... hn… convince yourself.”

Gamlen gritted his teeth and paused in his movements, his concentration and pleasure once again thwarted by Isabela’s comments.

                - “Why would I be jealous?” He grunted. “I’m the one who get to fuck you any way and any time I want, now!”

To prove a point, Gamlen put and hand forward and squeezed one of Isabela’s heaving tits. But this time, Isabela only laughed at him instead of sighing discreetly like she was doing just before.

                - “Only for one month” She reminded him, regaining some sense of control with this exchange. “After that, I get to walk away with Bethany and you’ll end up alone, like you should be.”

Gamlen felt his jaw clench. There it was, that arrogance he despised so much. Even with his cock inside her pussy, the pirate kept mocking him and pushing him, acting like she was better than him. He would show her otherwise!

                - “One month is all I need to break a slut like you! Hgn!”

Isabela let out an incredulous laugh as well as a moan when Gamlen started to fuck her in earnest once again. She bit her lips, concealing any other traitorous reactions of her body to glare at the man behind her.

                - “Maybe I’ll slit your throat instead.”

She was serious, Gamlen could hear it in her voice. And yet, despite her terrifying words, all he felt at this moment was arousal. 

He couldn't wait to break that pride of hers!

Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap.

Soon the room was filled with the smacking sound of flesh, moans, sighs, and grunts, as well as the unmistakably squeaking of the table that trembled under Isabela’s hands. Fingers grasping the wood, the woman was biting her lips hard, desperately trying to stay silent, even as she was fucked harder and harder. Gamlen, on the other hand, did very little to hide his own pleasure, grunting and groaning loudly as he moved his hips.
The man had changed his grip, releasing the pirate’s breasts to grab her shoulder with one hand while the other gripped her waist. In this position he showed himself to be more intense, gorging himself of the sight of the great Isabela shuddering as he fucked her.

A smirk spread to his lips.

                - “What’s wrong? You’re starting to make more noises, Isabela.” He mocked her, drawing a breathless moan from the pirate with a perfectly timed thrust. “Did you get used to my cock, yet?”

 He pushed forward, watching the muscles of the pirate’s back tense every time he penetrated her.

                - “Its shape? Its size? Its hardness?” He grunted, thrusting his hips each time before fully hilting himself insider her, pressing his smirking mouth against her neck. “Are you able to enjoy it better, now I wonder?”

                - “Who would enjoy… hn… someone… ah… like you?” Isabela managed to pant.

But for all her bravado, she was soon moaning once more. She had gotten used somewhat to Gamlen’s dick, but that only left her even more vulnerable to the feeling of being fucked by such a huge piece of meat. Pleasure had seized her, crashing down on her like waves each time her deepest parts were kissed, leaving her stuck inside a storm of contradicting feelings.
Inside of her, disgust met arousal, shame met elation, guilt met freedom, anger met extasy…

It was too much, and she screamed so:

                - “It’s too much! Fuck, it’s so much!”

Except her voice sounded almost delighted.

                - “Too much, uh?” Gamlen repeated, dick throbbing with excitement. “Then maybe you shouldn’t have teased me so much if you couldn’t handle me!”

The man sped up, holding the Rivaïn by her arms.

                - “That’s what you always wanted, uh?” He grunted, hips smacking loudly against her ass. “All those times you showed me your ass, you wanted me to take you, hgn, like this, didn’t you!” He threw his head back, roaring. “You pirate-slut!”

Her moans seemed to unleash the beast in Gamlen and the man fucked her even harder, leaving her crosse-eyed, her whole-body trembling. Isabela’s legs gave up first and she almost crashed against the table when a deep thrust made her knees buckle. Gamlen did not care, though. He kept hammering away, pushing her against the wood until she was almost laying on it, her face hidden in her arms, muffled moans and screams escaping her.

                - “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”

                - “That’s right, take it! Take my cock, you pirate-slut!”

Gamlen laughed, eyes fixed on Isabela’s figure, watching every one of the tremors that coursed through her body each time he pumped his hips. He watched the way the flesh of her ass jiggled when meeting her hips. Watched the way her back tensed when he fully hilted himself inside her. Watched the way her hair flew when she throwed her head back uncontrollably. Watched the way her sweat made her brown skin glisten…

It was glorious.

                - “I want to see your face.” Gamlen grunted suddenly, arousal gripping his stomach, leaving him almost breathless. “I want to see your face as I fuck you!”

Isabela pretended not to hear him, and Gamlen scowled, eying her long dark hair before grasping it, forcing her back with a dominant grunt that made her yell:

                - “Ack! You… haa… mh… you fucker! Let… hn… go!

Gamlen did so, and smacked her ass instead, smirking.

                - “Do that again and I’ll kill you.” Isabela said, her anger allowing her to regain full control of her voice, even if she couldn’t completely hide the small quiver that hide there.

                - “Then next time, don’t ignore… hgn… me!” Gamlen bit back. “Now turn around, I want to see the face of the great Isabela as I fuck her.”

Holding back her urge to kill, Isabela shuddered when Hawke’s uncle withdrew his cock from her, leaving her with a feeling of emptiness that was made worse by the cries of protest of her body. She locked her jaw, forcing back a moan, and turned around, lifting her chin defiantly.
She didn't even have time to sit on the table, the moment her ass was against it, Gamlen surged. He grasped her thighs, spread her legs open, and hit her stomach with his burning rod.

Isabela gulped.

For some reason, seeing that… thing… standing up between her open legs, she found herself thinking about a book she had read. “Hessarian’s spear”, in which that same “spear” had been described as better as the Maker’s himself. She pretended not to know why this book came to mind.

                - “This is the cock that’s going to fuck you for the next month.” Gamlen smirked, seeing the look on her face. “Try… to enjoy it!

And just like that, with one thrust, Gamlen was inside her again.

                -“Ah…!”

Isabela bit back a moan as she felt his incredible thickness taking hold of her once more, her pussy giving way far more readily this time. She breathed shakily, trying to hold back any reaction as she met his perverted gaze.

                - “That’s right.” Gamlen whispered. “That’s what I wanted to see.”

                - “Me? Getting bored by the minute?” Isabela snarked despite the shaking of her legs.

                - “You… as I fuck you with my big cock.”

Gamlen moved and Isabela felt her pussy give up ground as he burrowed himself deep inside of her. Taking hold of her muscled thighs, he pushed, shoving himself between her legs, leaving her whole-body gasping in need. And yet she did not relent, gritting her teeth to answer:

                - “You certainly think a lot about yourself, eh Gamlen?” She said, willing her voice not to shake despite the tingling feeling that washed over her when his dick finally hilted fully inside of her, kissing her insides. “Funny, considering what everyone else think of you.”

A flash of fury passed on the man’s face and Isabela smirked, darkly satisfied. Her victory was short lived, however, as Gamlen rapidly took back control by forcing her to lift one of her legs, pushing her against the table as he draped himself with one of her thighs, his other hand grabbing her waist.

                - “Not everyone.” He reminded her with a twisted smile. “Bethany thinks differently, and soon… you will too.”

                - “You bastard! I’ll…!”

He did not let her finish and rolled his hips before she could end her threat. Isabela felt his cock move and shook, pleasure surging. Her head reared back, and a deep moan escaped her before she could bite her lips. Her stomach twisted, something hot and urgent taking hold of it, and her leg, the one that Gamlen had draped around himself, brought him closer to her. And soon, Isabela was moaning and panting, her body moving against Gamlen’s on its own accord.
The man did not call her on it however, too busy unleashing his full pent-up lust on her, fucking her hard, jaw locked, face scrunched with concentration. He was trembling, his whole body covered in sweat and his face a deep red. Yet he did not stop, making the table shake under his hips, making Isabela shake under his hips.

                - “Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!”

Isabela did not know how long Gamlen fucked her like this. She did not know when she put her hand on her shoulder to hold herself up, or when she started to moan. In this moment, all she was aware of, was the pleasure that kept building inside of her, contracting her stomach in the most wonderful way, filling her with something hot and hungry that she recognized instantly.

Her burning gaze locked itself with Gamlen’s and she realized it was the same for him.

Something rose in her – perhaps her ass that she unconsciously lifted – and just as she was about to give it a name, there was a knock and the door:

                - “Rivaïn? You there?”

Isabela and Gamlen stilled, breaths heavy, hearts beating hard, stomachs clenched with pleasure.

                - “Who’s that?” Gamlen asked harshly, voice laced with frustration.

                - “Varrick!” Isabela realized, her eyes wide with horror. “It’s Varrick!”

                - “The dwarf.” Gamlen grunted with dislike. “The one who tell stories after stories about the brat.”

                - “I told you! I told you he was coming!”

                - “Are you there, Rivaïn?” The amused voice of Varrick called through the door. “I hope you’re not drunk or something. Or maybe you have company?”

A smirk found itself back on Gamlen’s lips at that and he locked gaze with Isabela. The pirate shook her head frantically, biting her lips when the man rolled his hips, filling her once again with the beating and hot pleasure that had taken hold of her core.

                - “You… you can’t!” She said, breathless. “If he hears us, he’ll…!”

                - “Doesn’t matter.” Gamlen grunted, pushing his hips forward. “The door is closed… hgn… he won’t enter if we don’t give him a reason to. You’ll just have to keep quiet for a while. Kukuku… if you can that is…”

                - “You… !”

Smirking, Gamlen started to fuck her once more, making Isabela moan in despair.

                - “Rivaïn? Was that you?”

Isabela pressed a hand against her mouth, muffling the sound that Gamlen drew from her with his cock. Her leg shook around him when he extended an arm to squeeze one of her heaving tits, and she threw him an angry look, head tilting toward to the ceiling in a breathy sigh.

                - “I hate you.” She managed to say through her hand, making Gamlen smile.

                - “I don’t care.”

Varrick kept calling Isabela for only a few minutes, but it seemed far longer for the pirate who kept her eyes fixated on the door. Gamlen didn't seem to care about their precarious position, showing himself even rougher in the way he was fucking her, forcing her to push back against the table to stop it from moving too much and squeak like before. It also left her at the complete mercy of his cock that kept hitting her deepest and most sensitives spots, leaving her with her mouth open, holding back her own breath to stop herself from making any sound whatsoever.
Finally, Varrick left, and with the relief came an incredible pleasure that left her shaking.

                - “Oh Maker!” She found herself saying – because of Varrick leaving or the wave of pleasure that suddenly shook her to her core? She did not know – head thrown back.

                - “You did good holding back.” Gamlen praised her with a condescending smile. “Now, as a reward, you can enjoy my cock to its fullest!”

Isabela would have wanted to say something about the fact that she would never, never, enjoy his cock at his fullest, because next, she was moaning and gasping, feeling too much.

He was too big. He was too hard.

He was going to make her cum!

At this thought, her whole body seemed to light up, her frustrated libido from the last days crashing against her, rendering her almost mindless. She screamed:

                - “Oooooooooh!”  

                - “Fuck!”

Gamlen was not far behind the pirate. He was pounding her pussy mercilessly, grunting and yelling incoherently, losing himself in his pleasure, feeling his own climax come closer and closer, gripping his insides, tightening his balls.

                - “I’m going to cum!” He announced triumphantly. “Fuck! I’m about to blow… hgn… the biggest load ever! Better get ready… huff… Isabela!”

                - “You… you can’t!” Isabela panted, barely there. “You can’t… ooh… can’t cum inside me!”

With her eyes rolling back unto her skull and her body moving against his, Gamlen did not find Isabela very convincing, and he laughed, hips moving harshly, erratically.

                - “You think I can hold back now? Kukuku! This is what I always wanted to do since the first time we met!”

                - “I’ll kill you bastaaaaarrrrrd!”

                - “Do that after you’ve taken my cum, you pirate-slut!”

Isabela moaned loudly, grasping the table, nails almost breaking against the wood as Gamlen’s cock kept pushing her toward the light, toward pure and unadulterated pleasure.

She could not believe it! She was going to cum! She was going to cum on Gamlen’s cock! That savage, ugly, petty man was going to make her cum! She was…!

Suddenly, her voice left her and Isabela whole body shook, her mouth opening in an expression of pure, horrified and yet also delighted surprise.

                - “It’s there!” She heard Gamlen yell triumphantly, like he was talking for her. “It’s there, Isabela!”

Isabela could only shake her head wordlessly.

A terrible smile appeared on Gamlen’s gaunt face and with eyes glinting with perversion and triumph, he hilted his full throbbing dick deep inside her, whole body seizing.

                - “Take it!” He roared, pumping his hips once, twice. “Take all of it!”

And then Gamlen came, balls deep inside Isabela, like he always dreamed.

At that moment, Gamlen thought he could die happy and thank the Maker for this last gift. At the same moment, Isabela felt she could die from horror and pleasure both.

But that did not last long for the pirate, as she felt the cock inside her expand, then heavy and burning loads of cum burst erupted, coating her insides as fully has her mouth the day before. The scorching heat of the cum that flooded her joined the heat that had accumulated in her core and then she felt it. Her breath hitched first, then her body started shaking, her toes curled, her eyes rolled back, and then…

Then Isabela came as well.

Biting her lips to the point of drawing blood, the pirate tried to hold back her voice, but nothing could stop her body’s reaction. Suddenly, she was on fire, shaking and trashing against Gamlen, her pussy gripping his cock hard as her fluids mixed together with his seeds. She threw her head back in a wordless scream that shook the walls of her room, echoing inside the first floor of the Hanged Man:

                - “Oooooooooooooooooh!”

                - “Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!”

Voices blending together, Isabela and Gamlen rode their climax, the man grunting, holding himself up on trembling legs, his breath heavy as he emptied his twitching balls inside the Rivaïn that found herself unable to move, her whole-body stricken by the pleasure she was experiencing.

Then, after a while, Gamlen pulled back, dick still twitching inside Isabela.

                - “I’ve done it.” He whispered, rocking his hips with a delicious grunt, making sure to finish himself off while he was still in her. “I came inside of you Isabela… hgn… I’m still cumming inside of you… fuck… this is the best.”

Isabela did not answer.

An arm thrown on her face to hide herself, the pirate was still shaking, feeling a mix of relief, horror, and despair. Under Hawke’s uncle, she could only lay there, feeling his cum leaking from her pussy.

How was she supposed to endure more of this a whole month?
 
 
 