Sabine Mates with Xallia

You are finding Xallia’s musky scent far more intoxicating than originally thought, her grip goes slack as her cock is engulfed again by your willing mouth. “Oh fuck, Sabine you didn’t answer.” Xallia uncharacteristically complains without the will to stop it.

Looking up as you bobs your head back and forth along Xallia’s shaft. Precum already mixing with your saliva, you look up again and licks the underside of her cock and suck, lick, and nibble her balls with your puffy lips.

You play with Xallia’s engorged labia lips that drip abundantly wet. “Yes, I want you as my mate. Take and claim me as yours, and you mine. We have barely begun this journey and for a simple ghost to have me rely on a demon’s charity means I need more protection.”

Glenda groans with her own sexual heat as she sits down and begins playing with herself as she watched probably her only friend left in the world give yourself freely to a succubae. The worst of it is that she wants to be next.

Xallia growls and pushes you down onto her hands and knees, “Yes Xallia, fuck me and make me your bitch.” The idea of Xallia fucking you such as a horse or dog has your mind stalling in mid thought and basking in the sexual desire. This is new to you because before you had considered it to demeaning and humiliating, and wondered how any woman could actually want it.

Faith in Xallia’s prowess is quickly rewarded as she plows your virgin fields. Your cunt is already a swamp with your own juices at this point, preparing for the fucking you have been imagining for a while now. She slices through your hymen like a hot knife through butter.

The pain is immediate from both your tearing hymen and the loss of the Burning Rose. However, instead of a hollow sense of pain like the books described; It left you with a content sense that your goddess is waiting for you to perform the ritual with Xallia mentioned. The intoxicating aphrodisiac effect of Xallia’s nature quickly engulfs the pain with pleasure.

Before joining, the abbey your mother said the first time was likely to fail to end with a climax because of the pain. That may be true for a regular man, such as your father, but fails to be true for Xallia. You find any further contemplation fucked right out of your head.

Pounding away at your backside, Xallia grips your hips tightly slicing up into you farther than you thought possible. Fingers were one thing, but her magnificent organ is stretching you in pleasurably discomforting ways, as she makes you her personal cocksleeve.

Driving you through several massive climaxes before you feel Xallia’s hips begin to shudder and her thrusts become shorter. You are… were a virgin but you think that means she is close to seeding your richly fertile defenseless womb.

The words you spoke before come back clearly to you for a moment. You remember granting Xallia permission to fuck you senseless, and mate with you. You never actually agreed to be impregnate, though you know your new mate wants to do just that very much.

Torn with new turmoil, between what you think your new mate wants, and the terrifying idea of motherhood. The idea of a demon impregnating you, just magnifies the fear. Yet, your libido is extremely compelling and you must decide quickly.