Her hips shunted back in shameless need.
Gills rattled above her with another grotesqueschlick-flap.
And then, without warning, he withdrew. Pausing at her entrance. Making her hiss.
At the loss.
The stretch.
A shattered whine spattered over her lips. It was a plea.
The sound above her—behind her—was smug, in its damp clatter. She knew without looking that full lips were stretched over a grin.
And then she knew nothing else.
Bullying his way back inside, he filled her in a slow, crushing grind that had her clawing at stone, even as she pushed back and set her knees to take it.
Humiliation. Shame. Pain.
Everything faded. There was only…
…this.
The sharp, dizzying edge of pleasure. Forbidden, sickening ecstasy blossomed between her legs, despite the twist of her fingers or the whispers turning to ash on her tongue.
“Gods,no,” she groaned and choked on a sob.
He’d found her end. Stuffed her so full of cock she could taste the brine on the back of her tongue.
Something tacky and wet dripped down her thighs. A slow ooze that only wound her tighter.
And still he didn't fuck her.
At least, not in the sweaty, desperate way the slaver had, when he’d tested the product he’d bought. Not in the reverent way Apollo’s priest had, when he’d tried to put a divine son between her legs.
This? It was… different.
As alien to the men she’d been with as his species was to hers.
Instead of pumping her full, he settled for filling her up. Grinding against her upturned bottom. Churning inside her.
Almost…
Almost as if he was training her.
And he was.
Stretching her open until her hole twitched around him, begging as that hideous thing inside her pulsed against her limit. Twisting and sucking.
Claws raked her spine in a caress both painful and gentle, before that grip found an anchor in her bedraggled locks.
Wrenching her head backward, he forced her chest flat and abandoned her wrists, only to turn her hips up. Adjusting the angle to suit his sinister design.
A wet grunt splashed above her, and she felt scales bunch against her ass. Rubbing her raw with a single push, he slithered back.
And crammed himself back inside.
Kore grunted as the air was forced from her lungs. “Hungghh.” Torturing everything that was swollen and slick. Enough that her mind went flat and blank.
