“Are you done?” he asked the vine. “Do you want another minute with your new favorite person?”
The vine, still slick with Ivy’s juices, curled around Vale’s antler and squeezed. Then it let go, sliding down to pet Ivy’s ankle.
“You are nonsensical,” Vale told the vine.
Ivy stared at him, stupidly charmed. There,finally, was the creature whom the void loved so much. She could feel its love radiating through her, glad to have him back.
Then Vale pushed his big, flat cockhead into her, and any borrowed love she felt was replaced by a pollen-lust sooverwhelming she could do nothing but whimper while it rolled through her.
It ached. Even with the vine stretching her out, his cockhead was too big for her body to take. But it felt too good for Ivy to care. The pollen made her wild, her hips bucking as he slid inside.
Vale grunted, thrusting deeper. After the blunt width of the cockhead, the shaft pushed in shockingly easily. At least, some of it did. When Ivy managed to lift her head, she was dismayed to see that barely a third of his cock was inside her.
Vale grunted, his claws digging into her wrists. “You are sotight. I should have let that vine keep mating you.”
“Wasn’t enough,” Ivy gasped. “Want you.”
Vale growled and fucked her faster, his flat cockhead bumping into the end of her hole. The wide shape of it dragged deliciously against her insides, making Ivy cry out with each thrust. The pain somehow made it better: the sharp dig of his claws around her wrists; the impossible stretch of his cock; the feeling of his cockhead slamming into the end of her hole like it wanted to fuck through it.
“More,” Ivy cried. “Please, more.”
But there was no more. Vale could only fit so much of himself inside her. He could push further—of course, he could with all that raw strength—but he didn’t. He didn’t want to damage her, Ivy realized with shock.
She came like that, her wrists restrained and her hole bruised. The pollen washed over her in a huge, hot rush and then retreated, satisfied.
For now, anyhow.
Ivy’s head was clearer now. Less frenzied. She would have expected to be horrified. Instead, she found herself spreading her legs as wide as she could, the vines helping her along as herthighs ached and her hole twinged with each stroke of Vale’s brutal cock.
Vale curled over her and froze, trembling. Ivy felt him get even bigger inside her, and then he was gushing, pulse after pulse, until it spilled out around him. Come coated her thighs, dripping over the vines that were holding her legs open.
It went on for an inhumanly long time. Ivy arched to watch him pulse inside her, her mouth watering as she saw the cock stretching her open. Shedidwish he could fit. But the fact that it didn’t meant she got to watch his beautiful cock throb with each round he put inside her, come dribbling down her legs to pool in the grass below.
Finally, Vale sagged, his antlers pressing into the ground. Holding himself up, Ivy realized with alarm. He was breathing raggedly, his hands shaking around her legs.
She touched one antler cautiously. It felt like a stupid question to ask a Skullstalker, but…
“Are you alright?”
Vale startled. Ivy wondered when someone last touched him.
“I believe I should be asking you that,” Vale said.
He pulled out. Ivy gasped in pain, and this time the vines did not stop her when she closed her legs. One of them—the one that had been inside her, if the sticky residue was any indication—petted her hip comfortingly.
She could feel the void’s admiration in the back of her head. It wasproudof her. It thought she’d donewell. Ivy couldn’t help but tear up at the praise. She couldn’t remember the last time someone was proud of her. Even when she agreed to be the Circle’s sacrifice, her uncle had only patted her arm and smiled as if it was exactly what he’d expected.
Vale sat up, chest heaving. “Ivy.”
“Hmm? Oh! I’m alright.” Ivy wiped her eyes and sat up gingerly, grimacing when it made come gush out of her tender hole. “Sorry.”
Vale huffed a noise that was not quite a growl and pushed himself up. It took some effort, both hands braced on the grass so hard he left claw marks.
Ivy frowned. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
“The void weakens,” Vale said after a moment. “I weaken with it.”
Ivy tried to look like this was new information. She didn’t need to fake the worry. “What do you mean? What happened?”
