Gradually, the pain faded. Pleasure—strange, overwhelming pleasure—began to build.
His whole training, Kaida's own pain tolerance being above average for a human, and her incubus nature all combined helped her feel relief.
Viktor's hands moved to her shoulders, gripping tight. He pulled her back as he thrust forward, increasing the pace.
Pah. Pah. Pah.
The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed through the hall.
"Ah! Ah! Vik—ahh!" Kaida's voice rose, her breasts swinging beneath her with each brutal thrust.
Viktor felt her asshole loosening, accommodating him. The tight ring still gripped his base like a vice, but the passage inside had relaxed, allowing him to fuck her properly.
'Phack. Phack. Phack.'
He pounded into her, his balls slapping against her wet pussy with every thrust.
Then his tail moved.
The black, spade-tipped appendage had been swaying lazily behind him. Now it snaked forward with purpose.
