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Cursing you quickly start moving again. You are still hard after cumming. The Eldar scum groans as she is thrown into another climax – still sensitive after her last one. Soon you regain tempo, throwing the xeno into orgasm after the orgasm. You decided to change your initial tactic and drown her in lust… hopefully she is strong enough not to break.

You throw a glare at Anna who is observing you with mirth in her eyes.

“Would you be so kind and leave? I want to see how much I grew since we had an Eldar last time.”

“…Very well Cassius. I will give you a chance to prove yourself.” She turns forwards the door. She stops next to container and smirks at you. “But don’t be so gentle.” With that she opens the valve, allowing the fluid to flow again. The pale room lightning flickers as she floats out of the room.

You curse, but smirk at the same time. That’s your mistress. No mercy for xenos. Still you recognize you will have to finish it before the witch drowns.

You chuckle as you begin pistoning your hips without remorse. If she died during interrogation that would at least solve the problem of you coming in her womb, you muse. Nevertheless you needed valuable intelligence, preferably from an alive captive.

Dutifully, you focus on plundering her twat again. Where there were guttural utterances screams and moans before, the air is heavy with the slapping of flesh slamming into flesh, and the gurgling sounds of your prisoner.

After 3 more minutes of merciless pounding, your prisoner began thrashing violently, coughing up water and making inadequate gurgling sounds. You in fact had to avoid a kick as her spasming legs were still pulled over your prominent shoulders.

' Oh no, you can't drown yet! The fun is just starting little Xenos whore'. Whilst you had always envied the eldar race for their peculiar endurance, you also knew you had to act in this moment. With a groan you pull yourself out of her, her contracting walls giving you free only involuntarily, weeping a faint flow of human and Xenos cum after your parting. 2 Steps and you are next to the container, yanking the valve shut. Not bothering to disengage tube and gag you simply yank both out of her mouth, a quick mind impulse of yours severing her ties. As she comes free of the gag, she spits out so much of the xeno-aphrodisiac solution, you make a mental note to test her oral skills sometime, somewhere, you think, all this volume had to go after all.

Brutish, you reach down. One Hand around her throat, you raise her weak, coughing form until your eyes are on the same level, boring into each other, your brown ones into hers, her aquamarine blue ones into yours. The cold stalemate of your stares is only interrupted by faint thunks as your combined love juices, tantalizingly slow, trickle out of her well used fuck-hole.

// Credits this time to Majus as well, as he wrote the first half of the chapter