Each plunge was a brutal drop, her pussy crashing against my groin, wet slaps echoing loud.
Her insides squeezed me metrically and intentionally—clenching hard on the upstroke and releasing just enough to slam down again.
It was a torturous ecstasy; her walls massaging, gripping, and pulling me deeper, like a pleasure-pain black hole. Sweat beaded on her skin, trickling between her breasts, her silver hair disheveled and wild from the engagement.
I was long since done. I was nearly just a husk now. She even stopped to check my face occasionally, widening my eyes to see if I was still around.
Her eyes were totally crazed as she examined me. "Still with me, god-touched? Good. You undoubtedly are a lasting one."
Her pace then quickened, the bed creaking in protest, the headboard thumping the wall.
She howled maniacally, her voice breaking with pants and laughter. "God-touched are soooooo amazing!!! Haha! Finally, a male who doesn't break in two minutes!"
I didn't recognize her anymore. And I don't mean the clouding of my visage was blurring her—I mean, that bodyguard I saw earlier was totally different from this… beast upon me.
I jerked under her gravity, my body convulsing with each slam. Tears streaming from my eyes as pleasure encompassed pain.
My head darkened and my vision blurred; too much pleasure was drowning everything. The bed threatened to collapse as the wood groaned under the assault.
"Forbidden … I was forbidden from touching the men of the kingdom." She confessed between thrusts, words gasped out. "due to a mass mind-break I caused… in the past. It was too much for them. But you… three hundred sixty years of urges all on you! And you're still unbroken. I commend you, god-touched!"
Help…
Izra's hips pistoned even faster, her fingers pinching my nipples, and saliva trickled from her tongue.
Her face twisted in feral joy, and I felt like a sex doll in her hands; overused and overwhelmed—as if my body was hers to ravage.
As she continued to pound down on me, I wondered… if I'd actually survive this.
The meeting would end soon.
But Izra showed no more sign of stopping.
Marina… Elara…
***
Izra's eyes gleamed with pure madness as she stared down at my cock under her—still rock-hard, throbbing, and refusing to soften even after I'd come twice.
My body was a wreck: muscles trembling, sweat-soaked, and my chest heaving like I'd run for miles non-stop. I felt way too drained, my limbs heavy, but down there… nothing. No weakness, no retreat.
Curse you, [Infinite Stamina]! And just when I thought it had been conquered.
She cupped her flushed cheeks with both hands, her silver hair wild and tangled, a delirious grin spreading across her face.
"Why? Why isn't it going down? Could it be… your cock is in love with me?"
Her voice was off-balance, almost childlike in its wonder. However, the hunger underneath sent a shiver through me.
No, I was straight-up afraid. I wanted to speak, but my mouth was too heavy.
Then her expression shifted; to something still, although decisive. It flashed behind those dark eyes of hers.
Then the System pinged urgently.
[Spell Sentinel—Activated: Body Alteration Magic Detected. Unable to Resist.]
What? Body Altera—!!
A hot surge suddenly rushed through my groin; the blood pounding, my skin stretching.
My cock began to swell impossibly, thickening and lengthening until it was something I didn't know anymore: Monstrous.
Nearly half an arm in size, with veins bulging, it's tip broad and light purple. The sudden growth alone stirred a sickening pleasure inside me—it ripped another orgasm from me.
Cum erupted in thick, endless streaks, splattering across Izra's chest, face, and stomach; I bathed her in the silvery essence as she threw her head back and laughed, delighted, clapping like a child at some show.
When the waves of sudden pleasure subsided, she wiped a streak of cum from her cheek and licked it off her finger.
"When I tried that on a powerful warrior once, his eyes turned dead, and he simply stopped working." She giggled, her eyes manic. "But for you, I suppose it was perfect!"
"You're… h-hurting me…" I managed to squeeze out of my lips.
"Oh? But we haven't done anything yet!" her brows furrowed, "Just give me a moment to finish up, okay?"
She rose above me again, knees planting on either side of my hips. Her hand guided the massive monster's head to her tight asshole.
Then she lowered herself, slowly at first, the ring stretching around the swollen peak, then slammed down in one brutal motion.
Her asshole took every impossible inch of the monster, clinging to it like a swallowed eggplant. She immediately squirted hard as she bottomed out; a hot gush spraying forward, splashing onto my flushed and weakened face. I gasped, tasting her arousal mixed with the mess already coating us.
And then she began to move. There was no real pace, and no humanity; just raw, animal violence.
She slammed down again and again, hips crashing into mine with wet, meaty slaps that echoed through the wrecked room. Her anal walls clenched deliberately, squeezing like a fist around my grotesque cock, milking me with terrifying precision.
"This," she growled between thrusts, tongue dangling out as saliva dripped from her open mouth onto the sheets, "is a real Amazon! Feast your eyes, Benjamin!"
Snap! Snap!! Snap!!!
Don't worry; it wasn't my bones… yet.
It was the bed legs: they gave way one by one. Then we dropped lower, the cushions hitting the floor with a thud, but Izra didn't slow still.
She rode harder, ass bouncing wildly, her tattoos almost rippling over sweat-slick skin, her eyes were completely mad as she glanced back to watch my face for signs of breaking.
I lost count of how many times I came; each orgasm torn from me like a seizure, thick gushes flooding her until cum leaked out of her pussy in heavy streams around my cock, pooling beneath us, soaking everything.
Then my vision blurred, and darkness crept in at the edges.
Everything went empty…
When I came to, Izra was still going like a wild beast; still facing me, her legs spread wide as she slammed her pussy onto that massive creature of a cock, alternating holes with manic glee.
My eyes felt heavy again, and I blacked out.
The next time I surfaced, she was holding me like a doll; arms under my thighs, lifting my lower body off the bed, using my enlarged cock like a toy as she drove herself onto it over and over, switching between pussy and asshole with soaked, obscene sounds.
My head swayed, and my limbs wobbled; my body jiggling helplessly with each impact.
"P… Please stay with me, god-touched!" she panted, voice cracking with manic joy. "I'm almost done! My king… shouldn't know I left… left my post to copulate here!"