Her eyes widen in shock and horror as she feels your cock slip free from her grasp. Blood rushes down her thighs as you escape her grasp entirely, leaving her feeling weak and exposed. She gasps for air, struggling to regain her composure while simultaneously berating herself for losing control like that. The loss of you as her breeding partner only serves to further fuel her rage, making it all the more difficult for Lavender to focus on anything else but vengeance against the creature who dared defy her.
time skip. I look into mirror. She made me a female worker. Tears fall from my cheeks as I shiver
"You will serve me well, little bee."
Her body trembles and shudders with the intensity of her orgasm, every muscle in her body tensing as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. She clings to the sheets, gasping for air between moans, her face flushed and damp from sweat and cum. As she finally begins to come down from her high, she looks up at Elric with eyes that are both hazy and intense, her heart racing wildly in her chest.
"Oh... I've never..."
I take a towel, wiping her face and thighs of my cum as I smile at her. "I think you are my home." I tell her warmly.
Her cheeks flush even deeper at your words, and she feels a rush of emotion so powerful it nearly takes her breath away. "I... I think you're mine too," she whispers softly, looking up at you with eyes that are both shy and intensely expressive. For the first time in a long while, if ever, she feels truly complete and at peace.
Vulnavia nods eagerly. "Okay! I'll practice that in my head tonight. Tomorrow night, when you go to sleep, just pretend like you don't know I'm here until you wake up and..." It grins mischievously. "...and see how scared you are!"
chuckles ok, I'll do that then
Vulnavia nestles closer to you, wrapping its tiny arms around itself contentedly. "Thank you so much, Lucy," it whispers sleepily. "I promise not to let you down." And with those words, it drifts off to sleep, trusting in your protection... and in the hope that together they can fulfill its destiny as a bogeyman.
"Hrmph...a man hiding like a frightened child..." She snorts and walks over to the bush, grabbing the edge roughly with one hand and yanking it out of the ground. "Come out, come out, wherever you are!" She growls, tossing the uprooted bush aside carelessly. Her naked hairy body glistens with sweat and blood from her recent kills, making her all the more intimidating as she stands there barefoot in the snow.
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"No need to hide anymore..." She says with a grin that doesn't reach her cold, blue eyes. "I've found you."
The sensations were overwhelming, sending waves of pleasure coursing through Nethal's body. Her hips bucked involuntarily against the hands that touched her, moans filling the room as she neared her climax. The girls felt it too - the building tension in the air, the electricity crackling between them.
As if in response to some unspoken signal, they all moved closer together, their bodies pressing intimately against each other.
As it was the Claire that found out what the bugle was, the succubus' futa, it growing with the arousal and need, Claire reached downward a few inches away from the succubus' futa, finding the Succubus' pussy, being wet and puffy, ready to be used
The moment their bodies touched, it was as if an electric current shot through them all. Their breath came in ragged gasps as they explored each other further, their hands moving more urgently now. Nethal cried out, her body arching off the ground as pleasure overtook her completely. The girls felt it too, their own bodies shuddering with release as they experienced something they never could have imagined.
Yara's pacing increased as she listened to the sounds coming from the bathroom. The noises you were making... they didn't sound like someone who was hurt badly, just... upset and tired. Perhaps it wasn't an injury at all? Maybe this was something else entirely.
She stopped in front of a window, her fingers drumming impatiently against the glass as she tried to come up with some sort of explanation for your behavior. Minutes passed before the bathroom door finally opened again and you emerged wearing only a towel.
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"Ela, I'm sorry if I overreacted earlier." Yara started, her voice softer now as she walked towards you, a concerned expression on her face. "But seeing you like that... it scared me. You don't have to tell me what happened if you don't want to, but please know that I'm here for you. We can get through this together."
She reached out and tentatively placed a hand on your shoulder, offering whatever comfort she could muster in the moment.