Let's try an ambush.

I had mesmeric cum, her dead wife, and a duplicitous streak.

It wasn't much, but when had I ever been spoiled for choice?

I hid in the shed by the house, having dragged Cuanne's corpse nearby. I readied myself, coaxing my cock to erection and bringing myself to the brink. I imagined her, of course; moaning from my girth, hateful eyes falling to pleasure and then subservience. I imagined the Warmaiden falling, kneeling before me with adoring eyes as she worshipped my cock. I imagined her red hair veiling her body, I imagined her sword holding another bitch captive; The thought of that proud and powerful woman helping me corrupt others was intoxicating.

I thought of Kali-shara and lamented the loss of both her beautiful illusion and her orcish charm. I thought of Nadia, rich black skin and shining blue eye. And I thought of my sister, whom I'd never had the chance to punish for her betrayal and who I never had the chance to ask her why.

I thought of her green eyes, similar to father's, and her smile; the constant companion of my youth.

The incubus wanted her, but Ikarus Vhalnich could not put a single word to describe what her felt for her.

A rage-filled cry broke the air, loud and fierce enough to make my balls shrivel.

I heard footsteps, growing faster and closer and louder, and readied myself to leave the woodshed and spray Lochra with a faceful of cum. I heard the footsteps grow heavier, and their cadence double, and I felt a chill run through my body.

I pulled open the door.

Everthing froze.

The shed creaked as the wall to my left began to bow in. The supports squealed, fragments exploding outwards, and the floor warped as the **** tore into the shed. I couldn't see out, it was if a shadow had fallen over the shed. I came, my cum flying through the air and spattering against something so fucking large it boggled the mind.

I wasn't sure if the cum took effect, because the shed kept breaking open as a massive paw took up my vision. My vision went white as this thing hit me. It hurt so much that my sense of pain just died out, and I found myself looking at the grass. I couldn't move, nothing moved. My lungs burned, but I couldn't breath.

A tremendous paw, black clawed and black striped, fell into my vision.