Page 28 of Seafoam and Shadow


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Not when slime began to pour from stretched lips. Not when molten cream bubbled and dripped with an audible splat against grimy stone.

No, he worked all the harder. Rumbling deep in his chest, huffing against her nape, he shuddered as he spilled. Every serpentine inch of him. Grinding in tight circles, using her to milk himself dry, he clutched her hips and held her in position.

And his cock?

It clung inside. Seeking entrance, it prodded and burrowed.

Alive.

Desperate to plant itself where it might never be removed.

Panting through sagging lips, Kore tried to process her new reality. Tried to marry the burn of her every muscle as she quivered with fatigue, with the pulsing, desperate need for more.

Her mind boggy and soaked with confusion as pleasure ignited in her very blood and set fire to her nerves.

Crooning now, the beast burrowed deeper. Letting his cock flail against her womb, until a sharp lance found its mark.

"Unnghhh," Kore squealed, hands desperately clawing at the stone. Some delayed instinct to self-preservation that was aborted with another cruel pump.

And then it began.

She felt it rise through his shaft.

Hot.

Liquid.

It gushed inside her.

Deep inside.

At first, it was just that. Fluid sprayed in great, heaving torrents.

But it didn't stop.

She felt it in the ache where her womb was stretched. Cramping and overfull, she groaned as she was inflated. Herinsides rippling with a wanton pulse of betrayal that beckoned him to drive deeper. To keep filling her with every last drop.

There was a pause.

A moment of silence hovered between breaths.

And then, a low, satisfied groan rumbled from an inhuman chest before something ballooned at his base. Where he was wedged between ruined petals. Something that tried to plug what had been pumped inside, and made slick, sensitive walls gape.

Eyes rolling white, Kore felt it. Above the searing pressure making her heavy. Bloated and swollen.

"No!" she screamed, sobbing as she was filled. Fighting against the urge to succumb beneath the piping hot torrent of seed, raging against the command to submit or be drowned in that unnatural ocean. Cunt spasming as it was stretched further still, she wasn’t sure if she’d been struck by another mythic peak or if she was convulsing in some kind of demonic fit as he worked to fill her with every last drop of seed.

He ignored her pleas.

Because he was a beast.

Rumbling low in his chest, he sent agonizing spurts into the depths of her very womb, until her belly sloshed with it.

She was helpless but to take it. Swept away.

And when he growled, when the sound of carnal satisfaction rumbled through her very bones, it was a possessive thing that left no room for hope as her opening was stretched.

Scales shimmered in the dim light, a fractal shimmer radiating across the ceiling.