In Thanos's cell Black Widow stood her heart pounding with a mix of fear and forbidden curiosity.
He watched her with an unsettling intensity a silent challenge in the air. A thick tension hung between them.
Without warning she was atop him her body moving with an untamed hunger.
His massive form enveloped her a stark contrast to her agile frame.
She devoured his mouth with hungry passion a desperate act of arousing submission.
She was his for the taking their bodies entwined in a wild coupling.
Their passion transformed the sterile cell.
Days later she returned to his cell.
This time a different game began.
She chose her destiny.
Their forbidden trysts continued at the gym.
Her duty was to him now.
Their story continued to unfold.
One of many in his expanding harem.
Her surrender was complete.
Every inch of her was claimed.
Her screams echoed pleasure and pain.
No peace only pleasure.
His ultimate conquest.
Their story was legend.
