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She had already been so wound up for him, for weeks, that it took no time at all for the telltale pressure to build in her lower belly.

“I’m clo?—”

She gasped her disappointment when his tongue withdrew, her gaze flying down to see what was going on, why he just left her hanging there. Her eyes widened at the sight of him—the entire lower half of his face was coated in black, as were her inner thighs.

But far from freaking her out, the prospect of finally having him like this—fully, with all it entailed—only turned her on more.

“You will use my name when you come on my tongue, female,” he rasped, making Alina suck in her breath.

“Th-Threxin,” she stuttered. Fuck, it felt way too intimate? Her cheeks burned as she uttered the name of her invader.

He grunted approvingly and kept his eyes on her as he lowered himself back between her legs, brow furrowing slightly to maintain the contact. He waited.

“Threxin.” Her next whisper ended on a moan as his tongue raked up the length of her.

His eyes flashed with carnal satisfaction. He hummed and the vibration made her knees shake and her hands fist the sheet at her sides.

“Threxin,” she gasped as he latched his mouth to her clit, air stuck in her lungs. Threxin kept his eyes locked on her, and she knew what he was doing. She didn’t resist as he dragged her into his stare. She went willingly, slipping into him.

When he nipped firmly at her swollen flesh Alina’s hips bucked into him and electricity jolted from her clit up her spine. She lost track of how many more times she cried out his name as his mouth, fangs, and tongue picked her topieces. He gripped her ass as she writhed beneath him, eyes still locked inside his stare. His talons making her shiver as he pricked the skin, keeping her in place beneath his mouth.

When wave after wave of violent orgasm began to subside, Threxin crawled back up her body, releasing her gaze. He trailed black from his mouth as he crawled back up her body. His hands smeared it on her ribs, her breasts, her lips as he raked them over every part of her.

She watched in a blissful daze as he positioned himself at her apex. His pants were long since gone—she hadn’t noticed him remove them. His cock already dripped, lengthened and engorged, terrible spikes glinting in the shadows of the underside and veins writhing up the sides. The head pulsed, a bead of precum squeezing out to join the black exorin below.

That is going to hurt.

Her belly clenched with anticipation. Threxin had already pressed himself against her pussy and, with a quick punch of his hips, pushed the head inside her.

Alina’s heart jolted into her throat, constricting her breathing. The sudden stretch of a huge foreign object inside her brought a painful realization that this was it. He was inside her.

Finally.

Alina stared down at the point of joining between them. She studied the monstrous shaft with veins and spikes pulsing on its surface. She wanted him to take whatever last shreds of doubt she had and fuck them out of her.

“More,” she whispered.

A low sound escaped his throat and exorin splattered on her cheek, but she didn’t look up. She ground her teeth, growling out a muffled scream as he pressed forward, the first hard spike stretching her as it disappeared inside.

The pain blanched her vision and ripped away any room to doubt. It was soon soothed by a rush of tiny effervescentsparks that cascaded pleasurably under her skin, transforming the pain into her reward. Alina dug her heels into the bed and shoved herself up, suppressing another whimper as the next spike, bigger than the last, forced room for itself inside her. They weren’t sharp—not like the ones on his neck that could cut skin, nor like his talons. They were hard and textured, but not pointed enough to rip. And the exorin leaking from them eased their way, not that she needed any more lubrication. Already Alina could see her own juices coating his shaft at the edges of their meeting point.

When a glob of exorin landed on her lip, she didn’t think, only licked it away and swallowed it.

“Shoq,” Threxin grunted above her, and with the next hard punch of his hips he didn’t stop at a single spike. He buried himself in her to the hilt, making her eyes water and a scream rip from her throat as all the spikes filled her at once.

With a throaty growl, Threxin collapsed atop her and sank his face into her neck. His body curled over hers, blocking out all light except the blue glow of his apertures dancing across every surface. He held himself on his elbows at either side of her, fingers tangling deep into the roots of her hair. With a hard yank, he forced her chin up, baring her throat for access to run the flat of his tongue along the column of her neck. His fangs nipped at her chin, breath ghosting up her cheeks before his lips found hers and his tongue pried her open.

All Alina could do was take him as he consumed her. She felt nothing except the hard fullness of him, pressing deep enough to nudge at her cervix. His bulging arms were shaking, she realized, with the effort of keeping himself still, and soon that effort failed because his hips began to move.

He started with short rocking thrusts that soon lengthened into long strokes. When he pulled out just enough for the spike at the base of his shaft to pop from her pussy and then plunged it back inside, the pain wasn’t so bad anymore. Notthat it didn’t hurt, just that the subsequent zing of pleasure coalesced deep in her core, overwriting the sting.

Whatever last shreds of restraint he had seemed to be abandoned just as soon as she punched her hips up to meet his. Threxin fucked her in earnest then, grunting a string of Uhyreish above her, the only word of which she understood being a healthy amount of shoqs. It was then that Alina finally ripped her eyes from the view of his cock ravaging her insides. She followed the gaping, wide-open apertures lining his bunching muscle up to his face.

It was as their eyes met in the middle of another full, violent thrust, that everything changed.

He darkened. His apertures snapped shut. His jaw ticked and his teeth bared in a monstrous black-fanged snarl, strings of exorin stretching inside his maw. Threxin’s hands in her hair tightened to fists that ripped at her scalp.

He was in that moment completely unrecognizable. A monster.

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