Kratos watched Freya her eyes holding a knowing glint
He remembered the thrill of their earlier encounters a forbidden dance of power
Their passion was a storm brewing a chaotic beauty
She whispered promises of forbidden pleasure igniting his primal desires
The memories of their past encounters fueled a new hunger within them
He traced the curve of her hip a silent invitation to explore further
Her touch was electric sending shivers down his spine a potent magic
Kratos knew he was hers to command a warrior willingly enslaved
The air crackled with their unspoken desires a tantalizing tension
He savored every moment of her closeness a forbidden fruit She pulled him deeper into her embrace a world of pleasure
His strength met her softness a perfect intertwining of power
Their moans filled the air a symphony of pure ecstasy
He claimed her with a raw intensity a primal need satisfied
Their bodies moved in rhythm a timeless dance of lust
She arched into him meeting his every thrust with a fervent sigh
His breath hitched as she whispered his name a sweet torment
The goddess and the warrior lost in a world of their own making
Afterward tangled limbs and racing hearts their secret bond strengthened
A silent promise of more forbidden encounters yet to come
