Chapter 72 The Virgin Offering Iv

• She didn’t know where she was anymore—only that she was full.
• So full her belly curved outward, tight and aching with the sheer amount of him. Her body felt raw, soaked, stretched open in ways she hadn’t known were possible, and still his cock pulsed inside her—his knot swollen, thick, locked deep in her cunt like her body was nothing more than a sheath meant to keep him inside.
• Her arms had gone limp. Her throat burned from screaming. Her legs were still wrapped around him, but only because he hadn’t let her close them.