Chapter 14 #2

Her peak came unbidden, washing through her hard enough to drag her under. Clenching around that pulsing alien thing inside her.

There would be no shelter from this storm.

No escape for the thing she’d summoned.

There was only this.

Milking what squirmed between bloodless lips, she quaked. Thighs trembling, wrenched free of clinging sand, she tried to wrap her legs around his waist. To cling as dense muscle pounded against her, clamping down in a silly bid to slow the force of a tsunami crashing ashore.

Hopeless.

He dragged her inside out as he withdrew.

Wrenched a squalling orgasm from her body when he surged back inside.

Endless.

A scream was torn from her chest. A sob of pure, animal instinct that saw her resistance truly break.

Just as she’d asked.

Wet animal sounds of carnal fucking clapped on the beach.

Groans of two beasts in heat, joining for a purpose. Something vulgar. Ruled by instinct.

And then she felt it.

The anvil flare of his cock when it flattened out. Latching onto the mouth of her womb with ominous intent.

He paused, then. Buried to the hilt. Glued to the very end of her.

Long enough that she looked, left dangling at the edge of another glorious peak.

“Break me,” she growled, her voice not her own. It was guttural and savage. “Give it to me, beast.”

Fins flared in the moonlight. A start reminder of the creature rutting between her thighs. His inhuman nature.

And she watched when another wicked grin spread across his lips.

When he showed her a spine hidden in a delicate fin.

Letting his venom bead at the hollow tip, glowing blue in the night.

And when he collected her hand in one large enough to crush her ribs, she didn’t fight. Didn’t pull away or thrash.

She watched.

Enthralled.

Stuffed.

Stretched.

He barbed her palm. Made her touch the tip and rewarded her with a shot of ecstasy. Rolling his hips as he dumped another load of venom into her veins, the beast fucked her raw. Savage.

And hips tilting back, Kore let him. Left herself open and locked her ankles higher around his waist. Setting an anchor as he pummelled her into the sand.

Absent shame.

Leaving streaks of red where she clawed at the massive chest heaving above her, her nails catching at the odd scale that speckled that broad, foreign skin.

Another violent peak seized her limbs, and she clenched around him. Convulsing, eyes rolling white. Trying to hold what no mortal could dare claim.

The sand beneath them grew clumpy with slick. Frothed by vigorous effort. Gushing free of gaping, ruined walls every time he pulled back—bubbling at her seams with every brutal invasion.

Kore sobbed as she clung. Cheeks wet with the grime of senseless tears. Throat raw with the moans forced from her chest.

“ I-I am the ch-chalice,” she stuttered, teeth clacking in time with snapping hips. “Y-Yours to break. To… to…”

Words failed her.

There was only this.

An alien, inhuman cock.

The pressure of it inside her, distorting her skin from the inside out. The shape of him moving within her, visible even in the dim light of deep night. And there, against that final gate guarding her womb… a blunt head seeking entrance.

Building to a height she’d never thought to jump from, Kore climbed. Her voice cracking on a moan as the pearls raked her clit and flung her into the abyss.

Pleasure swallowed her whole.

She came.

Violently.

Messy.

Vision flashing white as climax ripped her asunder.

Hips surging, the beast warbled deep in his chest and shifted. Wrapping one massive hand around her throat. Rough. Claiming her screams and silencing them, throttling the sounds even as he forced them from her ravaged voice box.

She felt it thicken, then. Catching at walls stretched to their limit, pressuring the lips of her poor, abused slit as she was made to gape around that flaring root. She felt the swelling at his base as he crammed it deeper, so the monster inside could feast.

With a guttural snarl, he came. Shuddering above her. Inside her. Gushing, a torrent of cum flooded her womb.

The sound was obscene as she wriggled on his hook. Caught. Limbs flailing as he pumped her belly full of sperm.

Eyes glassy, she sucked a breath between her teeth. Lifting her head to watch as her belly button danced. Pulsing with each gurgle of liquid dumped inside.

“Chalice,” she slurred, and took every drop. Milking his shaft with clenching walls growing weaker with each passing moment. “I am… your… chalice… so…” Her eyes rolled back as another wave seized her limbs. “So…”

Time splintered as he bred her right there, in the dirt. Inflating her womb with buckets of ancient slime. Stretching her out and ruining her for any vague possibility that another male might one day enjoy her sacred cunt.

She woke when he snarled.

Wrenching himself free just as something bulbous had begun to bloom inside her.

Catching the monster in one massive fist, he pumped himself empty.

Sending lash after lash to paint her in his claim.

It splattered her mound, matted in the fine tangle of hair, streaked the rounded curve of a swollen belly.

Dazed, she watched. Eyes bulging when he crushed a balloon of flesh at his base into submission and pumped the rest of his seed into the sand. A puddle of white left to pool between her cheeks.

Wasted.

The beast heaved for breath as he inspected his effort. A grin spread across full lips, despite the sweat beading his brow or the trickle of red escaping his gills.

And then he twisted, hefting one massive coil of his tail back to propel himself into the surf.

Alone.

Again.

Pussy gaping where he’d ruined her, she could feel thick sap oozing into the sand. Hot as spilled blood. Cooling in the night air as it went from syrup to gel. Thickening. Growing solid in his absence. Exposed to the air.

A sob chattered between her teeth. Ruined and weeping, her thighs slick with shame, her slit spasming from horrible absence… she watched his tail vanish beneath the waves.

A blade in the moonlight.

“I am the chalice,” she droned, and rolled to hands and knees. Eyes fixed to where she’d watched him vanish. “So… So… drink.”

Her belly twisted with something she couldn’t name.

Not hunger.

Not desire.

Need.

She crawled.

Ass upturned, gushing where she gaped, belly distended where it all but dragged through the sand.

Fingers trembling, Kore scooped a clot of cream into her palm.

Rescuing it from the sand.

And with a whimper, the vessel drank…

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