She inhaled sharply and gave a soft whine as he stretched her. She was unimaginably tight, tighter than any other woman he had fucked stupid after a good kill. This was going to be a beautiful relationship.
She was shaking, reaching to hold onto his arms weakly. His knot was huge, and she knew that for now she would not be able to take ot without being in tremendous pain. But would he care?
She moaned lowly, oddly loving his teeth in her throat, his rock hard knot against her clit, his thick scent in her nose. This is wrong, she told herself, but it feels so good.