The golden halls of Lanka shimmered under the torchlight as Ravana approached Sita, his eyes burning with desire. "Marry me, Sita," he urged, his voice smooth yet insistent. "Our child grows within you. Let us unite as one." Sita stood tall, her gaze unwavering. "You had sex with me without my wish," she retorted sharply. "I will have this child on my own. Your proposal changes nothing." Ravana smirked, leaning closer. "Just remember how we had the most steamy and wild sex." Against her will, the memories flooded back in vivid detail. She recalled the night he took her, his hard cock pressing against her as she struggled at first, but the sensations overwhelmed. His hands roamed, fingers teasing her wet pussy until she was dripping. He pushed her down for a blowjob, her lips wrapping around his throbbing length as he groaned. Then nipple bites that sent sparks through her body, followed by navel kisses trailing lower. The positions shifted to anal, his cock stretching her ass while she panted, horny despite the circumstances. Finally, the breeding sex, him thrusting deep, cumming inside her with hot spurts as they both came, sweating and panting in the heat of it all. Sita shook her head, refusing to yield. "That changes nothing," she said firmly. Yet the memory lingered, promising more twists in their tangled fates.
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