Each plunge was a brutal drop, her pussy crashing against my groin, wet slaps echoing loud.
Her insides squeezed trically and intentionally—clenching hard on the upstroke and releasing just enough to slam down again.
It was a torturous ecstasy; her walls massaging, gripping, and pulling deeper, like a pleasure-pain black hole. Sweat beaded on her skin, trickling between her breasts, her silver hair disheveled and wild from the engagent.
I was long since done. I was nearly just a husk now. She even stopped to check my face occasionally, widening my eyes to see if I was still around.
Her eyes were totally crazed as she examined . "Still with , god-touched? Good. You undoubtedly are a lasting one."
Her pace then quickened, the bed creaking in protest, the headboard thumping the wall.
She howled maniacally, her voice breaking with pants and laughter. "God-touched are soooooo amazing!!! Haha! Finally, a male who doesn’t break in two minutes!"
I didn’t recognize her anymore. And I don’t an the clouding of my visage was blurring her—I an, that bodyguard I saw earlier was totally different from this... beast upon .
I jerked under her gravity, my body convulsing with each slam. Tears streaming from my eyes as pleasure encompassed pain.
My head darkened and my vision blurred; too much pleasure was drowning everything. The bed threatened to collapse as the wood groaned under the assault.
"Forbidden ... I was forbidden from touching the n of the kingdom." She confessed between thrusts, words gasped out. "due to a mass mind-break I caused... in the past. It was too much for them. But you... three hundred sixty years of urges all on you! And you’re still unbroken. I comnd you, god-touched!"
Help...
Izra’s hips pistoned even faster, her fingers pinching my nipples, and saliva trickled from her tongue.
Her face twisted in feral joy, and I felt like a sex doll in her hands; overused and overwheld—as if my body was hers to ravage.
As she continued to pound down on , I wondered... if I’d actually survive this.
The eting would end soon.
But Izra showed no more sign of stopping.
Marina... Elara...
***
Izra’s eyes glead with pure madness as she stared down at my cock under her—still rock-hard, throbbing, and refusing to soften even after I’d co twice.
My body was a wreck: muscles trembling, sweat-soaked, and my chest heaving like I’d run for miles non-stop. I felt way too drained, my limbs heavy, but down there... nothing. No weakness, no retreat.
Curse you, [Infinite Stamina]! And just when I thought it had been conquered.
She cupped her flushed cheeks with both hands, her silver hair wild and tangled, a delirious grin spreading across her face.
"Why? Why isn’t it going down? Could it be... your cock is in love with ?"
Her voice was off-balance, almost childlike in its wonder. However, the hunger underneath sent a shiver through .
No, I was straight-up afraid. I wanted to speak, but my mouth was too heavy.
Then her expression shifted; to sothing still, although decisive. It flashed behind those dark eyes of hers.
Then the System pinged urgently.
[Spell Sentinel—Activated: Body Alteration Magic Detected. Unable to Resist.]
What? Body Altera—!!
A hot surge suddenly rushed through my groin; the blood pounding, my skin stretching.
My cock began to swell impossibly, thickening and lengthening until it was sothing I didn’t know anymore: Monstrous.
Nearly half an arm in size, with veins bulging, it’s tip broad and light purple. The sudden growth alone stirred a sickening pleasure inside —it ripped another orgasm from .
Cum erupted in thick, endless streaks, splattering across Izra’s chest, face, and stomach; I bathed her in the silvery essence as she threw her head back and laughed, delighted, clapping like a child at so show.
When the waves of sudden pleasure subsided, she wiped a streak of cum from her cheek and licked it off her finger.
"When I tried that on a powerful warrior once, his eyes turned dead, and he simply stopped working." She giggled, her eyes manic. "But for you, I suppose it was perfect!"
"You’re... h-hurting ..." I managed to squeeze out of my lips.
"Oh? But we haven’t done anything yet!" her brows furrowed, "Just give a mont to finish up, okay?"
She rose above again, knees planting on either side of my hips. Her hand guided the massive monster’s head to her tight asshole.
Then she lowered herself, slowly at first, the ring stretching around the swollen peak, then slamd down in one brutal motion.
Her asshole took every impossible inch of the monster, clinging to it like a swallowed eggplant. She imdiately squirted hard as she bottod out; a hot gush spraying forward, splashing onto my flushed and weakened face. I gasped, tasting her arousal mixed with the ss already coating us.
And then she began to move. There was no real pace, and no humanity; just raw, animal violence.
She slamd down again and again, hips crashing into mine with wet, aty slaps that echoed through the wrecked room. Her anal walls clenched deliberately, squeezing like a fist around my grotesque cock, milking with terrifying precision.
"This," she growled between thrusts, tongue dangling out as saliva dripped from her open mouth onto the sheets, "is a real Amazon! Feast your eyes, Benjamin!"
Snap! Snap!! Snap!!!
Don’t worry; it wasn’t my bones... yet.
It was the bed legs: they gave way one by one. Then we dropped lower, the cushions hitting the floor with a thud, but Izra didn’t slow still.
She rode harder, ass bouncing wildly, her tattoos almost rippling over sweat-slick skin, her eyes were completely mad as she glanced back to watch my face for signs of breaking.
I lost count of how many tis I ca; each orgasm torn from like a seizure, thick gushes flooding her until cum leaked out of her pussy in heavy streams around my cock, pooling beneath us, soaking everything.
Then my vision blurred, and darkness crept in at the edges.
Everything went empty...
When I ca to, Izra was still going like a wild beast; still facing , her legs spread wide as she slamd her pussy onto that massive creature of a cock, alternating holes with manic glee.
My eyes felt heavy again, and I blacked out.
The next ti I surfaced, she was holding like a doll; arms under my thighs, lifting my lower body off the bed, using my enlarged cock like a toy as she drove herself onto it over and over, switching between pussy and asshole with soaked, obscene sounds.
My head swayed, and my limbs wobbled; my body jiggling helplessly with each impact.
"P... Please stay with , god-touched!" she panted, voice cracking with manic joy. "I’m almost done! My king... shouldn’t know I left... left my post to copulate here!"
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