One hours later,
Kaida's voice cracked, breaking into incomprehensible syllables. Her hands clawed at the sheets, ripping the fabric.
Her toes curled so tight they went numb. Her entire body was a live wire of sensation—pain and pleasure so intertwined she couldn't tell them apart anymore.
Viktor's cock pistoned in and out of her ass with machine-like precision. Each thrust pushed deeper, stretching her beyond what should be possible.
Her asshole had long since given up trying to resist.
It just... accepted. Molded. Surrendered.
PAH-PAH-PAH-SQUELCH-PAH!
"Almost there," Viktor grunted, his voice strained. "Just... a little... more..."
SMACK!
His palm cracked against her ass cheek, leaving a bright red handprint.
"AHHHHH—I CAN'T—NO MORE—PLEASE—"
SMACK!
The other cheek.
"Y-YOU MONSTER—I'LL—I'LL KILL—HNGHH~♡!"
Her threat dissolved into a pleasure-drunk moan as Viktor's tail vibrated harder inside her pussy.
