Sienna tried to stand up. "I think I need to clean myself first," she said, because she knew their night was still long, and she also didn't want to have intimate relations with a sticky body for the next round.
"Can I join?" Allen asked, because he felt he needed to clean himself too.
"Hihi, of course, let's go," Sienna replied.
In the shower, they cleaned each other, but of course, Allen just got hungrier, especially since he couldn't stop touching every part of Sienna's beautiful body with soap.
Sienna did the same, endlessly playing with Allen's cock and rubbing it between her ass cheeks.
This made his cock excited again, and from behind, he thrust his cock into Sienna's pussy once more.
"Ahh... fuck, darling, we're showering," Sienna said, but she kept shaking her hips, letting his cock bury deeper into her vagina.
"Ahhh... Allen, your penis is so big!" Sienna said, feeling like her body was being split in two by this penis.
"Do you like it?"
"I like it, ahhhh ohhh yes harder."
Allen, hearing that, lifted one of her legs and pounded her pussy even harder, making Sienna's whole body shake.
Plop... plop... plop...
The sound of skin slapping could be heard loudly in the bathroom, not to mention Sienna's moaning sounds and lewd expressions that only made Allen more aroused.
Sienna then placed both hands on the wall and lifted her ass higher to give Allen more access for his cock.
Her breasts even swung back and forth, making Allen want to squeeze them.
15 minutes later, Allen climaxed and came inside her womb. It seemed Sienna no longer cared if she got pregnant by Allen and even hoped she wanted a child from him.
"Hmmmm ohhhh... Allen, you're cumming inside me again. Will you take responsibility if I get pregnant?" Sienna said, feeling his sperm entering her womb and seemingly fertilizing her eggs.
"Don't worry, if you get pregnant, of course I'll take responsibility and marry you."
Sienna, hearing that, finally stopped worrying and also started moving her hips.
And not long after, she climaxed too and squirted strongly, her body shaking very hard—this was the first time she seemed to have such an intense climax.
Allen, seeing that, started shaking his hips even stronger, and after cumming a few more times, making Sienna's belly bulge like a woman four months pregnant, Allen then carried Sienna out of the bathroom and back to the bedroom.
Allen, still hard and insatiable after carrying Sienna back to the bed, positioned himself behind her once more. His thick cock, slick with their mixed juices, nudged insistently against her tight asshole instead of her dripping pussy this time. The head pressed firmly, stretching the puckered ring as he gripped her hips.
"Wait, that hole," Sienna gasped, her voice a mix of surprise and apprehension, twisting her head to look back at him. But it was already too late—Allen's lust-driven thrust pushed forward, the tip breaching her virgin ass with a pop that made her body jolt.
He was determined to claim every part of her, and now it was her asshole's turn to be fucked raw. Sienna's eyes widened in shock as inch after inch of his massive shaft forced its way inside, the tight walls clenching desperately around the invading girth. The burn was intense, a sharp pain that radiated through her core, different from the deep ache of her pussy being stretched.
"Ahhhhh!... Ahhhhh!... Aghh!... My ass, Allen, ough... ahh!" Sienna cried out, tears streaming down her cheeks as she moaned, her body trembling between the fiery pain and an unexpected wave of forbidden pleasure that built with each heartbeat. Her fingers clutched the sheets, knuckles white, while her ass instinctively tried to push him out, only making the friction more exquisite.
Allen groaned in triumph, feeling her heat envelop him completely. He didn't give her time to adjust—his hips snapped forward with brutal speed, pounding into her asshole hard and deep. Each thrust slammed his balls against her wet pussy lips, the sound of skin slapping skin echoing in the room. He fucked her ass relentlessly, pulling almost all the way out before ramming back in, stretching her wider with every brutal stroke.
Sienna's sobs turned to guttural moans as the pain ebbed into a throbbing ecstasy, her body betraying her with sparks of bliss shooting up her spine. Allen's cock pistoned in and out, churning her insides, the tightness milking him toward release. It didn't take long—after a few minutes of savage anal fucking, his balls tightened, and he buried himself to the hilt, roaring as he unloaded thick ropes of hot cum deep into her bowels. The sensation of his seed flooding her ass made Sienna shudder violently, her own climax ripping through her unexpectedly, her pussy clenching on nothing as juices squirted onto the bed.
But Allen wasn't done. Panting, he pulled out with a wet pop, a trickle of cum leaking from her gaping asshole. Without pause, he flipped her onto her back and plunged straight into her soaked pussy, alternating between the two holes like a man possessed. He thrust into her cunt with long, powerful strokes, then switched back to her ass, fucking each one until they were both sloppy and overflowing.
Sienna's mind shattered under the onslaught. Thoughts evaporated, leaving only the overwhelming sensations of being filled, stretched, and claimed over and over. Her world narrowed to the relentless rhythm of Allen's cock invading her body, the slick slide in and out, the way her holes burned and pulsed in harmony.
"Yes... keep fucking my ass, don't stop, harder!" she begged suddenly, her voice hoarse and desperate. Her face twisted into a full ahegao expression—eyes rolled back, tongue lolling out, drool trickling from the corner of her mouth as pure, mindless lust overtook her. She bucked her hips back to meet his thrusts, craving the destruction of her holes.
Hours blurred together in a haze of sweat, screams, and ecstasy. Three full hours ticked by, but Allen showed no signs of slowing. He flipped her into every position imaginable: on her hands and knees for deep doggy-style anal, her ass cheeks spread wide as he hammered away; missionary with her legs pinned back so he could alternate pounding her pussy and ass in quick succession, watching her tits bounce wildly; even lifting her up to bounce her on his cock, impaling her ass while gravity drove her down harder. Sienna lost count of how many times he came—first flooding her womb with potent seed, then painting her intestines white again and again. Her pussy and ass were ruined, gaping and sensitive, but she only begged for more, her body a vessel for his endless desire.
Allen's stamina was inhuman; he growled praises between thrusts, calling her his perfect fucktoy, his breeding slut. "Take it all, Sienna—every drop in your tight little holes." She came endlessly too, her orgasms crashing like waves, squirting around his cock when he fucked her pussy, her ass clenching rhythmically during anal peaks. The bed was a mess of fluids, the air thick with the musky scent of sex.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity of non-stop ravaging, Sienna's body gave out. Her vision blurred, her cries faded to whimpers, and she collapsed limp beneath him, fainting from the sheer overload of pleasure and exhaustion. Allen, sensing her surrender, drove into her ass one last time, his cock throbbing as he unleashed yet another massive load deep inside, the cum overflowing and bubbling out around his shaft.
He pulled out slowly, admiring his work. Sienna lay there, utterly spent, her belly swollen and rounded like that of a woman six months pregnant, bloated from the sheer volume of his repeated ejaculations filling her womb and guts. Cum—thick, white, and creamy—oozed steadily from both her ravaged holes, trickling down her thighs and pooling on the sheets in sticky puddles. Her pussy lips were puffy and red, her asshole a loose, twitching ring that couldn't close properly anymore.
Allen, finally sated, gathered her limp form against his chest, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. "Good night, my love," he murmured, his voice rough from hours of grunting. With a satisfied sigh, he closed his eyes and drifted into sleep beside her, their bodies entwined in the aftermath of their marathon of debauchery.
That afternoon, Sienna finally woke up, but she didn't see Allen beside her.
"Did he already leave?" she murmured.
Moments later, the hotel room door opened, and Allen walked in carrying food.
"Oh, you're awake. You must be hungry—come on, let's eat," Allen said as he set the food on the table.
Seeing that Allen was still there made Sienna happy. She tried to get up, but her body still ached from their intense night together.
"Ugh…"
"Need some help?" Allen asked.
"No, I'm fine," Sienna replied as she stood up and walked to the table—though her legs were still trembling slightly.
After eating, taking a shower, and changing into fresh clothes, Sienna and Allen headed to his apartment. Allen had spent some time convincing Sienna to stay with him while he was in Raccoon City—mainly because he wanted to introduce her to the other girls living there.
When they arrived, Allen gathered everyone together.
"Okay, everyone, this is Sienna Flower. From now on, she'll be staying with us," he said.
"Hi, nice to meet you all," Sienna greeted politely.
Rebecca looked genuinely happy—she seemed excited to have another "sister" around. Meanwhile, Ada and Svetlana exchanged glances, subtly biting their lips.
"Ohhh, is she going to be another one of our sisters too?" Ada asked teasingly. Ada had actually followed Sienna and her team a few times during their mercenary missions in the city, so she already knew who she was.
"Yes, I hope you all get along," Allen replied with a smile.
"No problem with me," Ada said casually.
The other girls nodded in agreement, and soon they invited Sienna to sit and chat with them in another room.
Meanwhile, Allen was getting ready to head out again when Ada approached him, looking a bit serious.
"Is Simmons targeting you?" she asked, crossing her arms. She had just heard about it from Sienna and was confused as to why that man seemed to be after her boyfriend.
"Yeah, you could say that," Allen replied with a small nod, adjusting his jacket as he prepared to leave. He didn't seem too concerned—if anything, he looked like he couldn't care less about Simmons' schemes.
"Is this because of me?" Ada asked, following him.
"Well, kinda," Allen said with a faint smirk. "After all, the woman he's obsessed with is now living with me—and you know how that must make him feel." He gently stroked Ada's cheek before kissing her.
"So, I'm still part of the problem," Ada muttered, sounding irritated—not at Allen, but at Simmons for daring to target her man.
"Don't worry about it," Allen said softly. "I'll handle him myself. You just relax here."
"I don't know if you're being confident or just arrogant," Ada sighed. "But please be careful. You know how powerful the Federation is—it won't be easy if you face him head-on."
Allen chuckled lightly. "Heh, don't worry. To me, this is just a small game. Honestly, I've been kind of bored lately. If Simmons wants to come after me, I might as well have a little fun with it."
Ada just shook her head, half amused and half exasperated. His confidence was almost ridiculous, but it was also part of what she liked about him.
"By the way," Allen said with a grin, "want to make a bet?"
"A bet?" Ada raised an eyebrow.
"I'm betting I can bring Simmons down—and shake his position as the Federation's leader," Allen said confidently.
Ada was surprised by how serious he sounded. Simmons had The Family's backing and nearly complete control over the Federation, yet Allen was speaking as if toppling him would be easy. It intrigued her.
"You sound pretty sure of yourself," Ada said, smirking. "Alright then—what kind of bet?"
Allen leaned close to her ear and whispered, "If I win, I want you to wear a bunny costume for me."
Ada blinked, her eyebrow twitching. Of course—trust him to turn it into something pervy.
"Fine," she said with a playful glare. "But if you lose, I'll take care of Simmons myself."
"Deal," Allen said, momentarily speechless by her fiery tone. He couldn't help but think Ada sounded like a possessive yandere who was ready to kill anyone that dared threaten her man—but he couldn't deny that he loved it.
....
Not long after that, Allen headed to the R.P.D. to pick up his partner for their patrol around Raccoon City. When he arrived, he saw Leon already waiting at his desk.
"Sorry for keeping you waiting, Leon," Allen said, noticing that Leon seemed to be enjoying a chat with a short-haired blonde officer named Rita Phillips.
"Yes, sir. It's fine, really—I didn't have to wait that long," Leon replied, apparently forgetting that he wasn't supposed to call Allen "sir."
Allen just shook his head with a small smile before turning to Rita. "Ah, hey, Rita."
"Oh, hey Allen," she greeted warmly. "I'll get going then. Good luck on your first day, Leon—and welcome to the R.P.D.!" she said cheerfully before heading back to her duties.
"Thanks," Leon replied, then looked back at Allen.
"So, are you ready for your first patrol?" Allen asked.
"Yeah… well, I'm a little nervous," Leon admitted.
"Hahaha, don't be so stiff," Allen chuckled. "It's just a regular patrol, nothing special. Come on, let's go."
With that, Allen climbed into the patrol car, took the driver's seat, and waited for Leon to join him before starting the engine and heading out into the city.
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