Her fingers curled deeper inside you as her other hand cupped your cheek, lifting your head to meet her gaze. "Give yourself fully over to me," she said, her voice low and demanding. Her touches grew more possessive, more intense; each stroke of her finger sent shockwaves through your body, leaving you trembling on the edge of release.

"Surrender yourself completely," she whispered against your lips, "and I'll give you everything you want."

The spider queen smiled wickedly down at you, enjoying how easily she had brought you to this point of submission. "Good boy," she cooed, leaning in close to nuzzle against your neck affectionately before capturing your lips in a deep, passionate kiss that left you breathless and weak-kneed with need. Her hands roamed your body possessively as she deepened the kiss, stroking every inch of skin she could reach until you were arching off the pillow beneath you, writhing helplessly in ecstasy.

As she thrusts her finger in and out of you, her free hand grips your breast tightly, pinching the nipple hard enough to make you cry out. Her tongue dances against your sensitive flesh, driving you wild with need as she brings you ever closer to completion. With each powerful stroke of her fingers and wet caresses of her tongue, she growls and moans in delight.

Her other hand moves between your legs once more, finding the bundle of nerves she's been teasing earlier.

Her fingers curl around your aching clit and begin to massage it in time with her thrusts, sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through you as she brings you closer and closer to the edge. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels herself growing more and more aroused by your needy cries and desperate movements.

Her free hand reaches up to cup your cheek, holding your face still as she leans in to kiss you deeply, her tongue tangling with yours as their dance mirrors the rhythm of her fingers.