She resists. (MF, brief)

Yennefer shook her head, she refused to let herself go down that road, no matter how alluring it seemed to be. She turned back to the librarian. "What was she here for?."

The librarian looked at the books before them and gave a slight shrug, they where mostly bestiaries, information on the local monsters and other wildlife.

"I don't know why," the librarian offered. "I didn't ask questions."

Yennefer opened one of the books, sifting through the pages quickly, then went to another. A book of monsters. Was she on a hunt? She thought to herself, before pausing to move closer to the books. A few pages were missing.

"Do you have another copy of this?" she lifted the book up, showing him the spine.

He shrugged and shuffled back to the shelf returning quickly with another book that looked near identical if not newer than the one Yennefer was looking at. Yennefer quickly took it from him, finding the missing pages wincing as she read their content.

Yennefer turned to face the librarian, "Was this night the only night you saw her,"

The librarian looked apprehensive, but the question was all it took to send his mind back to those memories Yennefer was looking for.

"Harder!" Ciri's voice came to her, a raspy demand before she moaned out in pleasure. Her ass clenched tightly around his cock, almost painfully so. He pulled back her body resisting the movement and Ciri moaned again louder, gasping. Her skin gleamed with sweat, her teeth clenched as she stared back at him through her mussed hair. "Fuck me," she mewed, "please," she begged.

These memories were different, fresher. They were no longer in the library. Instead a room, maybe his home or an inn somewhere. Yennefer tried to shake the stolen memories out of her mind.

She was pulled back to it. Images of Ciri crying out as he grabbed a fistful of hair pulling her head back forcing her to arch her back. With a grunt, he **** his cock as deep as he could into her again and again. The sick sound of his hips slapping against her ass filled her ears. The unbelievable sensation her body squeezing and pulsing around his cock surged through her.

"Please," Ciri begged and Yennefer shuddered with the memory. Her daughter was **** to be debased by this man, to be used, to be fucked. What had happened to her.

"Harder!" she cried out.

"She came back looking for a professor. Hoat was his name. He had left the Academy a year ago. She did not say why." Yennefer barely heard the librarians words.

Ciri's lips surrounded his balls, she sucked and licked on his flesh, her fist pumping his cock with rapid strokes. The librarian moaned and Ciri pulled back opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue catching the first squirt of cum in her mouth. Another landed on her cheek up across her scar sealing her eye shut. She leaned forward sealing her lips around the head of his cock drinking down another wad of cum with a satisfied moan.

"And where is this Professor Hoat now," Yennefer spat out trying to stop herself from being ill.