Hela's eyes filled with heat and dark energy poured from her body, covering them both.

The suit on her body fell apart like water, exposing her body.

Her hands weren't shy either and she grabbed Damian's shirt before ripping it off as she pushed him down.

Damian just watched her in awe, she was like a living work of art, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders, her eyes sparkling with desire.

Her skin was strikingly similar to Damian's, both had quite pale skin.

Damian ran his hand down Hela's slender stomach until he reached her modest breasts, his hands gently caressing her small strawberry-colored nipples.

Hela's red lips rewarded Damian with a slight appreciative moan as her hips rocked gently against Damian's waist.

Hela also looked at Damian's body, all the muscles were absolutely perfect and there was not a single scar.

Suddenly, two tentacles of dark energy came out of nowhere before ripping Damian's pants off.

New sensations hit Hela as she felt her pussy in direct contact with Damian's cock.

Her hips immediately grinded up and down as her lips moaned softly.

The heat in both their eyes reached its peak as Damian pulled Hela beneath him as he kissed her.

His hands constantly caressed the erogenous zones of Hela's body, provoking her constant moans.

Hela's cheeks flushed as she let her emotions run wild, she didn't even try to hold back and just enjoyed Damian's caresses.

Though she had seen people having sex at Asgard banquets countless times and heard even more exaggerated noises, she always thought it was just that, exaggeration.

But Hela couldn't let go of her dominant side and kept turning Damian around by putting herself on top.

Her hand quickly went to Damian's cock and pumped it a few times before aligning it with her pussy.

Hela lowered her hips slowly, feeling the walls of her pussy slowly open as the tip entered and deepened.

''Oh~!!

Hela let out a loud moan as she felt the stimulation on her pussy walls, her hips finally lowering completely to the sound of several moans.

''I feel very full," Hela said and looked at Damian with a glazed look.

Damian smiled and cupped her cheek and kissed her, Hela kissed him back with intensity as her hips made small up and down movements.

Damian felt that everything was going too slowly, so he stood up with Hela wrapping her legs around him.

Hela quickly wrapped her arms around Damian's neck, she couldn't help but moan loudly as Damian's hands grabbed her ass before he began to fuck her.

Slapping sounds could be heard as Damian pumped steadily inside Hela.

Hela clung to Damian and felt the endless pleasure, a pleasure she had never known.

Moans came out of her mouth every time Damian's cock reached her deepest parts.

Damian picked up the pace a few seconds before releasing everything inside her.

Feeling the heat inside her, Hela found no other way to release the intense stimulation than to bite down hard on Damian's shoulder, sending several strands of blood running down his arm.

Damian slowly slowed the pace until he was just inside her, both of them enjoying the after effects of the orgasm.

''Phew, I really missed it," Hela said, taking a quick breath as she smiled and looked into Damian's eyes.

Damian was surprised by the smile and couldn't help but look at her, it was the first time he'd seen such an expression on her face.

''Still, it was worth the wait," Hela said in a hoarse voice, giving Damian a kiss on the cheek before letting out a slight moan as she got off Damian, making his cock pop out.

Damian chuckled as his fingers touched his cheek, he hadn't thought Hela would actually make such a show of affection.

Immediately a stream of semen ran down her legs, speaking of her legs, Hela felt them really weak, it was something really strange for her, not even her strenuous martial arts left her like that.

Damian smiled slightly and took the opportunity to look around, although he noticed that Hela had wrapped them in something, in the heat of the moment he had failed to detail it well.

So how about we go again?" said Hela after she had calmed down for a moment, looking at Damian's crotch and noticing that he could definitely keep fighting.

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The first round, she admits, she lost and was totally dominated, she will make sure the second round is not like that.

''I thought you chickened out," Damian said smiling as he put a hand around Hela's waist and pulled her to him.

Hela smiled lasciviously before pulling Damian down, her hands caressing his chest and running down his abs before taking his cock and impaling herself with a slight moan.

The battle between the two began again, and with the almost endless resistance of both, they did not know until what time they would be involved in their activities.

….

Damian and Hela appeared again in the palace.

They didn't look any different from when they left, but there was a knowing look between them when their eyes met.

"I'll see you later," Hela said, giving Damian an inexplicable glance before walking towards her room.

Damian smiled slightly, watching the gentle sway of her hips before finally looking away.

It wasn't exactly the kind of fight he expected, but he must say he enjoyed every moment of it.

In a blink, he was in the bathroom of his room before stepping into the bathtub.

Fully submerged, arms spread and resting on the tub's edges, he let out a sigh of relief.

Feeling truly relaxed, he closed his eyes, almost dozing off.

At that moment, the bathroom door opened, and a red-headed head peeked in.

Seeing Damian asleep in the water, Natasha smiled as she approached, shedding her clothes and joining him in the tub.

Despite being seven months pregnant, her belly barely showed any signs, and no one would suspect.

Carefully, she swam over to Damian and sat astride him.

Her hands traced Damian's muscular arms up to his neck as she embraced him.

''Are you getting old? You fell asleep in the bathroom,'' Natasha said jokingly.

Damian lazily opened his eyes before looking at her with a smile.

"Just a bit tired," Damian replied.

"You've been gone for several hours," Natasha nodded, remembering the woman who came with Hela had mentioned he went for a light sparring session, though it seemed anything but light.

"You're quite the host, falling asleep like that. Dinner is almost ready, so I came to get you," Natasha said with a smile, giving Damian a quick kiss.

"Have the others met? How did it go?" Damian asked, chuckling slightly at having missed it.

"Well, you know we're pretty friendly. Everything went quite well, though Wanda is a bit shy despite trying to appear confident," Natasha laughed lightly, she was pretty good at reading people.

"I'm glad everyone got along," Damian nodded as he leaned back.

Natasha looked at Damian's neck, and her eyes couldn't help but brighten.

Unconsciously, her fangs elongated as her instincts took over.

Damian felt a slight pinch as Natasha's fangs sank into his neck, drinking his blood.

Natasha's throat moved as she took deep swallows of blood.

"I thought you had enough this morning," Damian said, running his fingers through her silky red hair.

Regardless, he didn't mind; after all this time, he was accustomed to being a blood source.

After a while, Natasha stopped drinking, licking the spot to make sure nothing was left before rubbing her cheek against Damian's.

Natasha was in a state of bliss, almost purring as she nuzzled against Damian.

Just as Natasha's hands were trailing down Damian's abdomen, about to move to a more interesting part, her eyes widened in panic as she remembered she was supposed to bring Damian downstairs for dinner.

"We have to go down quickly, or Ana will come up here and scold me," Natasha said, suddenly getting up, surprising Damian.

"Alright, let's go," Damian said, laughing at her sudden change.

The two quickly got out of the tub, dressed, and started down the stairs.

Natasha took the first step when suddenly she saw Ana coming up the stairs.

Ana gave her a cold look with her crimson eyes. Natasha could only give a sheepish laugh before looking away.

Ana was supposed to come to get Damian, but Natasha had volunteered to bring him quickly.

Damian smiled, watching them, before putting an arm around Natasha's waist and gently floating down to the bottom of the stairs, landing next to Ana.

"It was my fault, I was taking a nap," Damian said, smiling as he put another arm around Ana, pulling her close.

Ana's expression immediately softened as she felt Damian's embrace, causing Natasha to make a teasing grimace.

Damian quickly started walking towards the dining room, noticing that everyone was already there; conversations immediately stopped as they saw him coming.

Looking around the table, his gaze paused for a moment on Hela, who was sitting next to Amelia.

She didn't seem entirely comfortable in such a homey environment, but she was trying not to show any displeasure.

Damian sat next to Ana and Natasha; the atmosphere was quite good, and everyone ate while having small conversations.

Something that amused him was seeing Pietro, who was sitting in front of his daughters, playing with them. He crumpled a napkin and exchanged it between his hands at high speeds, making them guess where it was.

It was funny how his daughters' eyes moved rapidly, trying to follow the path of the little ball.

It seemed like everyone had gotten along well while he was away, as the atmosphere didn't seem awkward as he initially thought.

Dinner ended, and slowly everyone started heading back to their rooms.

That's when Wanda approached him.

"Could you teach me magic tomorrow?" Wanda asked, looking at him.

"Of course, when you're ready, just ask Cortana if I'm not around," Damian nodded with a smile.

"Thank you," Wanda nodded slightly before leaving with Circe to their room.

Damian also got up from the table and started walking towards his office; he planned to meditate for a while, constructing his magic circle before going to bed.

As he climbed the stairs, Damian walked down the hallway towards another set of stairs leading to his tower.

Suddenly, Carol ran towards him before jumping onto his back, wrapping her arms and legs around him.

Damian smiled and held Carol's thighs to make her more comfortable as he continued walking.

"What's up, sweetheart?" Damian said, smiling as his thumb stroked Carol's thigh.

"Well, you see, today when I heard you were going to fight Hela, I got a bit curious about how strong she is," Carol started in a sing-song tone, as if telling a story.

Damian's smile suddenly stiffened, suspecting he was caught, yet he said nothing and let Carol finish.

"The fight started off interestingly; it was really exciting to see everything getting destroyed by your blows. I almost felt like flying to Mars to join in," Carol said with a chilling smile, fortunately, Damian wasn't looking.

"Then things got weird; suddenly, Hela immobilized you on the ground, and you kissed her. Was it nice?" Carol whispered into Damian's ear.

"It felt good," Damian replied without hesitation.

Carol's fist glowed slightly before she hit the top of Damian's head.

"Ow," Damian said, turning his head to look at Carol.

"I can count, and with Hela, that's five. What about Cortana? What about Jen or Laura?" Carol looked at him, then quickly feigned an angry expression when Damian met her gaze.

Damian could only give a wry laugh without responding to Carol's scolding.

"Tell me, was it something serious, or just a one-time thing?" Carol asked, unsatisfied.

''I don't know," Damian said honestly.

''You're really looking for a beating," Carol said dissatisfied as she gave a little hop and sat down on the desk.

"Come here," Carol said, extending her hand towards Damian.

Damian pursed his lips but obediently moved closer to Carol.

''Serve me well and I'll forgive you," Carol said, spreading her legs before pulling him to her as she wrapped her legs around him.