Their writhing, sweating bodies glistened in the dim light. Mordecai raised a hand to pull her close, but Moxxi was faster. Her fingers wrapped around his wrist and pinned it to the opulent cushions. She purred into his ear like a cougar in heat and breathed: "My turn. Are you ready for this?" She snickered. "I don't think you're ready for this!"

She spread her legs and straddled him like a young mustang, reached down for his straining erection and let it slip into her yearning slit. It made the minx freeze for a heartbeat and a sudden gasp of delight escaped her. The Vault Hunter sighed when her tight, hot wetness engulfed him, but once more, she didn't give him a chance to act. She let her tongue slither up from his collar bone and across his Adam's apple, all the while she slowly started rolling her hips. With sensuous, loving gyrations she ground her pelvis against his and eased herself down on him.

She hummed and giggled and covered his neck in pecks, overwhelmed by the lecherous feelings his manhood roused inside her.

Slowly, she started to pick up the speed. She took Mordecai's face in both her hands and dug her fingers into his dark mane of dreadlocks. "Oh my God!" she moaned, her voice drawn out into a blissful drawl. "I have been waiting for his for so fucking long," she sighed between deep breaths.

"Me too, baby." he smirked and pulled her close for a kiss. "Now show me what you've got."

She narrowed her eyes and bared her pearly white teeth at him in a ravening snarl. "I like it when you talk like that." She clenched her thighs around his waist. With this sudden shift of her position she locked his shaft inside her and pushed it even deeper. The abrupt intensity of the sensation made her inhale sharply and throw her head back. But then she sighed smugly and shoved a few wild strands of her chestnut hair out of her face. She placed her hands firmly on his chest and looked down on him with a dirty grin on her ruby lips "I'm going to ride you like a fucking bronco."

She clicked her tongue and pushed herself up against him. She moved her pelvis with slow, steady and controlled motions up and down his erection, but her hot, dripping loins ached for more of his flesh. She did not want to hold back.

With a new passion she lunged at him and plunged her slick nethers down on his fiery brand. Every single thrust sent waves of electricity and bursts of paradise from her mound through her entire body. Her fingertips tingled, her face was radiating. Her breaths came hard and fast and each one carried a moan, a gasp, a joyous sigh of lust.

Her heavy breasts bounced wildly with each lunge. Mordecai's hands found them, cupped them, squeezed her throbbing, rosy nipples to make her shriek with pleasure. He flicked them with his tongue and sucked them deep into his mouth before letting them go again with a wet smack.

Feverishly looking for something to hold on to while her mind was hit again and again by waves of lust, Moxxi raked her nails across the hunter's heaving chest, leaving deep red marks. She moaned and arched her back, giving Mordecai an exquisite moment to admire the whole shape of her curvaceous body as she galloped along. He ran his hands around her slender waist and up her taut abdomen, caressed her heaving bosom, felt her wanton moans vibrate on the silky skin of her throat. He took hold of her lush, glistening thighs, sunk his hands into her juicy buttocks and gave them a passionate slap that let her flesh quake.

She shrieked and gasped and darted up into the air, only to pounce down onto his cock with ever more burning fervor.

He moaned and grunted and panted under her voracious assault. "You like that, chica? Feel it!" He kneaded her succulent flesh and gave her cheeks another smack.

The fever of desire enveloped them and pushed the whole rest of the world away behind a carmine veil. Her eyes were transfixed on his, their breaths and moans were coming fast, ragged, and in unison.

Moxxi's skin was covered in goosebumps, even though rivulets of carnal sweat were running down her neck, her back, in between her breasts and across her mound where they mixed with beads of Mordecai's sweat and the frothing juices of her own womanhood. Her nethers were glowing, Mordecai's vigorous cock impaled her again and again, deeper and deeper. Blazing flames of ecstasy were lapping at her labia, her clit, every fold of her pussy.

She leaned back, panting. "Let me hear you roar!" she screamed on the peak of rapture, "Roar for me, Pandora!"

That pushed him over the edge. Mordecai's hips bucked like a wild colt. He howled out, overwhelmed by primal instincts and satisfaction. All his pent-up worries and thoughts let go of him with a single, drawn-out groan of relief. His hands dug into the flesh of her haunches and he drove his shaft hard and deep inside her with his final, powerful thrusts. She gasped and yelped as she felt the head of his cock twitch and spurt his hot seed inside her.

Out of breath, Moxxi let her wild, fervent pounding slow down and contentedly rode out the orgasm. With a gentle rocking of her pelvis massaged the last of Mordecai's sighs and cum out of him.

Finally, she let his shaft slip out of her still tingling, dripping labia. She lolled down onto Mordecai's heaving chest and snuggled up him.

"Who loves you and who do you love?" She whispered into his ear while trying to catch her breath.

Mordecai closed his eyes and smiled. "You."