The roar of the gunfire upstairs was deafening, but Ethan could barely hear it. His world had shrunk to the wet heat of Cassandra's mouth and the veiny feel of his own dick in his hand. She was on her knees, one step below, looking up at him with a mix of devotion and savage lust as he leaned against a beam, firing upward with one hand.

"Fuck, yeah," Ethan growled, feeling Cassandra's tongue explore every inch of his cockhead. "Keep it up, you slut. You love sucking my dick while we're about to be killed, you're a total whore."

Cassandra didn't answer, she just started sucking harder.

More guards appeared at the top of the stairs. Ethan squeezed the trigger without flinching. The recoil of his rifle vibrated through his body, an adrenaline rush from being on the brink of death that mixed with the pleasure Cassandra was giving him. A bullet slammed into his shoulder, opening a steaming hole. The pain was sharp, but it only turned him on more. He laughed, a low, animal sound.

In his mind, he couldn't believe the pain was now making him feel even more pleasure.

[Well now, this is new, my dear friend. Who would've thought you were a pervert who loves masochism?]

Ethan laughed out loud but didn't deny it. He couldn't. His dick was throbbing with excitement as pleasure coursed through every part of his body.

Cassandra felt the laugh vibrate through his flesh and grew bolder. She took him deeper, forcing him in until her nose brushed against his pelvis. She choked a little, her eyes watery but fixed on him. The sound of her gagging mixed with the echo of the gunfire.

"You like that, don't you, bitch?" Ethan spat, killing another guard with a clean shot to the head. "You like me filling your mouth while I kill these motherfuckers."

She could only moan in response, moving her head faster, with more desperation. Her free hand rubbed between her legs, but it wasn't enough, feeling the heat soaking her panties. Her mind was completely given over, lost in the chaos and the excitement.

Without wasting time, she shoved her hand inside her panties, furiously rubbing her delicious pearl to feel even more pleasure as the shots continued to ring out and Ethan's dick felt like the most delicious treat in her mouth.

Ethan felt the pressure building in his balls. He killed another guard, the body falling to roll across the floor. Ethan smiled, a cruel grimace. With one hand, he grabbed Cassandra by the hair, pulling her head back. With the other, he aimed with deadly calm.

With a roar, the hot, thick stream hit the back of her throat, making her choke and swallow at the same time.

But there was no rest. Before the fight could resume, Ethan yanked her up. He spun her around, shoved her against the cold brick wall, and ripped her pants off with a brutal tug.

"On all fours, bitch! Now!" he ordered.

Cassandra, trembling with cum dripping from the corner of her lips, got on her knees and arched her back, offering her already soaked cunt. Ethan didn't wait. He got behind her and, while reloading his rifle with one hand, he buried himself inside her in a single, deep thrust.

"AHHHH, YES!" Cassandra screamed at the top of her lungs, a cry of pure pain and pleasure that echoed in the basement.

Ethan started fucking her with bestial thrusts, synchronized with the gunfire. *Gunshot. Thrust. Gunshot. Thrust.*

"You fucking psycho!" a guard yelled from above, peeking out to see the insane scene. "Are you fucking while you're shooting?"

Ethan laughed, a low, rumbling laugh that mixed with Cassandra's panting. He crouched a little, using Cassandra for support, and fired another burst.

"Her pussy's more of a challenge than you assholes!" he yelled back. "You're lucky I'm enjoying my slut's pussy! If not, I'd go up there and kill you all faster, hahahaha!"

"Yes, kill them! Kill them while you fuck me!" Cassandra moaned, pushing her hips against him to feel him deeper. "Give me that dick, killer!"

"I'll give you all of it, bitch!" he hissed, slapping her ass so hard his handprint was left on her pale skin. He grabbed her hair, forcing her head up. "Scream! Let them hear how you're getting off while I kill these motherfuckers!"

And she screamed. Every time he slammed into her hard, she let out a shriek of pleasure that competed with the echo of the gunshots. The basement became a hellscape of sound: the chatter of the rifle, Cassandra's choked moans, the insults of the dying guards, and Ethan's maniacal laughter.

"Almost done, my love!" he said, picking up the pace, feeling his own muscles tensing for the final climax. "A few more and this pussy is all mine tonight!"

"All yours! I'm all yours!" she screamed, feeling an orgasm crash over her in a violent wave just as Ethan gunned down the last two guards.

With the last enemy down, Ethan tossed the rifle aside. He grabbed Cassandra's hips with both hands and fucked her mercilessly, with no more distractions. The sound of his skin slapping against hers was the only thing to be heard now.

"Look at me!" he ordered, yanking her hair to make her turn her head. "Look at me while I cum inside you!"

He looked into her eyes as he emptied himself, a roar of satisfaction escaping his throat. They stayed like that, joined and trembling, in the middle of the smell of gunpowder, blood, and raw sex.

Jason and his team breached the first defensive barrier with a sustained burst of fire. "Take that door down!" Jason shouted. One of his men delivered a brutal kick to the lock, and the team burst into the main cabin. "Room clear!" they shouted as they moved, weapons ready for combat.

Falcon One stopped short upon seeing a bloody head sticking out of the cellar hatch. "It's the boss!" Falcon One yelled. "The boss is alive!"

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