He rested her legs against his shoulders so he could run his hand over her abdomen - over her womb - slowly and affectionately. He exhaled a low growl and suddenly her pleasure increased tenfold.
She suddenly screamed, her walls constricting around his cock. “F..Fill..! F..Fill my womb p-please, please I can already feel you in it j-just fill it..~!!!” She begged.
"I love when you give me permission like that." He snarled before gripping her throat as leverage to fuck her harder. The only other sound in the room aside from his animalistic snarls was the loud rhythmic slapping of skin.
She gasped and held onto his wrist, her eyes clouding over in a pink haze. A sick grin split her face as she pulled it tighter around her throat, her walls random twitching and tightening only making how wet she was all the more maddening.
Her eyes rolled back, and he felt her purposefully tighten, trying not to let him go, trying to get him to go deeper. The pleasure was maddening, she felt a pulse in her womb that shot into her skull. All she needed was his seed. If he strangled her to do it, she would die with a smile on her face. She needed it.
She managed a strangled cry, her eyes crossing, her tongue out. There was something sickeningly satisfying about this, slutting out what used to be his protector.
She came again, seemingly harder due to the lack of oxygen, writhing and bucking as best she could. This was it. She was sure to die like this and she was loving every second
He moved his hand, even with a bit of effort thanks to her holding him there - but he didn't want her dying.
"Good girl, Lina, good girl~!!" He gasped out.
He stopped just long enough to put her legs from his shoulders and turn her onto her side. He hooked her right leg over his shoulder and hugged her thigh before slamming into her again.