Deep Inside
“Please.”
“Louder.”
“Please, Guriel—fuck—make me come, please!”
He moved then—slow at first, grinding his hips, dragging every inch of himself along her walls until she sobbed beneath him. Her body was fire. Her mind was ash. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, begging for more.
His wings unfurled fully now, black and red, casting monstrous shadows on the glowing walls. His fangs bared as he fucked her harder, each thrust driving the altar beneath her an inch back. Her moans echoed in the chamber like worship.