Yes. (Broken +3)

Lila nodded frantically, unable to form words around the thick shaft filling her mouth. She popped his cock free with an obscene slurp, gasping, "Yes, please. I need it."

The man growled, primal lust overtaking him. He grabbed Lila roughly, meaty hands digging into her soft flesh as he spun her around and slammed her against the bathroom wall. The cold tiles pressed against her flushed cheeks as he bent her over, hiking up her skirt to expose her dripping sex.

Lila's mind raced with the consequences of her actions. Getting pregnant out of wedlock would mean immediate demotion, stripping her of what little status she had left. She'd be branded, marked as one of the Fallen, reduced to nothing more than a vessel for male pleasure. Everything she had worked for would crumble in an instant.

Yet as she felt the man's cock slide between her slick folds, teasing her entrance, Lila couldn't bring herself to stop him. Her body trembled with need, craving the fullness only he could provide. With a guttural groan, he thrust forward, burying himself to the hilt in her welcoming heat.

Lila cried out, her inner walls stretching to accommodate his girth. The man set a punishing pace, each powerful thrust driving the air from her lungs. His heavy balls slapped against her clit, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through her body with every impact.

She braced herself against the wall, pushing back to meet his frenzied movements. The bathroom filled with the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, punctuated by Lila's breathless moans and the man's animalistic grunts.

Lila's breasts swayed with each thrust, nipples dragging against the cool tile. The dual sensations of pleasure and pain drove her wild, pushing her closer to the edge of oblivion. She could feel her climax building, a tidal wave of sensation threatening to overwhelm her.

"Fuck, you're so tight," the man growled, his fingers digging into her hips hard enough to bruise. "Gonna fill you up, breed you like the slut you are."

His words should have terrified her, but instead they sent a fresh flood of arousal coursing through Lila's body. She arched her back, offering herself up completely to his punishing rhythm. "Please," she whimpered, beyond shame or reason. "Fill me, make me yours."