Page 46 of Court of Heathens

It’s not working.

“Hungry,” he hisses. “Hungry.”

“I know.” I meet his gaze, my cunt clenching at the look in his eyes. “I can help, but you have to go slowly, okay? Let me lead.”

He nods, either unbothered or not understanding.

His naive innocence has a weird effect on me. I let him lift me higher, and I grip his cock harder. I line him up with my entrance as he watches me with confusion. I told myself I wouldn’t, but I need to come. I need to feel him. All my shame is gone, replaced by desire.

I can tell myself it’s for him, but I’d be a liar.

I want to feel that inside me.

Maybe if I fuck this creature, he won’t kill me. It’s my excuse, even as my cream slides down my thighs. Pressing my entrance against his tip, I dig my nails into his arms and hold on as he watches me.

“This is called sex. It’s what my cunt is for. This will make it better, and it will make you feel good,” I mumble.

“You too?” he asks.

“Me too, if you let me set the pace,” I warn as I slip him inside me. My eyes roll back at that first inch. Something wet suddenly squirts into me, and I pull back to see black, inky cum slipping from his cock and my channel. Despite it, he remains hard, but it helps slick the way, and I moan, sliding farther onto his waiting cock.

He’s so big it hurts, and with a roar, he grips me and slams me down onto his length, forcing me to take all of him. I gurgle and choke, agony tearing through me as I scream and try to pull away. The flowerhead seems to grow inside me, expanding to the point of pure pain, and I scream and batter at him.

“No, no, no!” I shout.

He holds me there, forcing himself deeper, and those tentacles writhe across my cunt, stroking me. One finds my clit, and the suckers attach to it like a greedy mouth, applying constant pressure, as another slides down and sucks my asshole.

I go from begging to be released to begging for more within seconds.

The tendrils make my eyes roll back into my head, and before I realise it, I’m lifting myself up and ramming back down. It hurts, but it feels so fucking good I can’t stop. I need it badly. The suckers drive me higher towards pleasure, and that inky cum I feel spilling in me constantly feels like magic, making me even more wild until I’m riding the monster desperately.

“Yes,” he hisses. “Need this, feels good. Wet, so wet, delicious.” His words are raw and hungry, and his fangs sink into my shoulder, pinning me as he hammers into me.

It sends me over the edge, and I scream my release loudly as I come so hard I black out.

When I come to, I’m limp in his arms. His fangs are gone from my shoulder, but his cock still rams into me, making me whimper.

He lays me on the rocky ground, slamming his claws into it on either side of me to keep us still as he hammers into me as I remain limp, unable to move. Agony and pleasure race through me until I cry out again.

The tendril sucking at my ass worms its way inside me, slithering deep, and my back arches. The stretch of the tendril and his cock are too much.

“Please, stop, stop!” I scream, but despite my words, I push down to take him deeper as the sucker at my clit massages my bundle of nerves, making constant waves of pleasure course through me until my words no longer make sense.

Snarling, he pins me to the rock and slams into me. Agony mixes with such pleasure, I scream raggedly, yet I want more.

He roars, and I feel that flower spurt deep inside me, coating my walls and leaving me writhing as I come again. Pulling from my aching cunt, he flips me and yanks my ass into the air. My scream rips through time and space as he rams his cock deep into my ass along with his tentacle.

I feel myself rip, and the pain makes tears flow down my face as I scream and fight, but just as quickly, his cum fills my ass and seems to heal me, magic sealing me back together around him as he hisses and snarls.

He fucks my ass so hard, I feel sick, and yet I push back, and when one of those tentacles slides deep inside my pussy, I cry out, “More! More!”

A second and then a third pushes inside my cunt, stroking my walls as he fucks my ass.

“Hungry, hungry, need you,” he roars. “Mine, mine, you’re mine.”

“Oh gods, please!” I beg, unable to take any more, but he forces himself so deep inside me, I know I’m rearranged around him, and when he roars, that flower squirting deep in my ass, I come. I bear down on his cock and tentacles, squirting around them before collapsing.

I kick at him, and he pulls from my ass. I slump into the rock, coated in sweat, blood, and cum. My heart is hammering so hard, I’m surprised it hasn’t exploded.

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