159 The Red Marauders

Dagon's muscles rippled as he thrust into the woman under him brutally. The latter screamed in erotic pleasure, driving both of them closer to orgasm.

The woman was named Veronica, and she was much wilder and crazier than he was. As Dagon plowed into her like a foundry, she dug her nails into his back, drawing blood. With a final violent thrust, both individuals orgasmed and groaned aloud at the same time.

Dagon got off Veronica and lit a cigar. He was six and a half feet tall, ridiculously muscular, with a brown Viking ponytail and beard. He had scars and tattoos on his face, arms, and torso, giving him a rather demonic look.

Veronica was almost six feet tall and had an athletic build that would put men to shame. She had an angular face with sharp features and her own distinct allure. However, men other than Dagon feared the woman because she was unstable, and killing came naturally to her.

"That was incredibly hot, babes," Veronica said, putting on her clothes. "But you lasted only