The web trembled with every thrust. His body was no longer his—it belonged to the hive, to the dripping, throbbing sex of the brood mothers grinding down on him one after another. The silk ropes dug deeper into his limbs, pulling tighter with every movement, every shiver of resistance feeding their frenzy. They didn't just want him—they wanted to devour him in pleasure, drown him in their nectar until he forgot what breathing felt like.