Yet, against blinding envy, a darker, more potent heat blossomed low in Blair's abdomen.
Seeing her master indulge in his savage lust, his magnificent body moving with such brutal, possessive grace... it was the most erotic thing she had ever witnessed!
A low, involuntary moan escaped her lips.
Her slender, clawed fingers were not idle; one hand viciously rubbed her swollen, aching clit in frantic circles. A poor substitute for what she truly craved. The other groped and pinched at her own breast, her nails digging into her pale-red flesh, imagining it was his touch, his punishment and desire.
She leaked copious amounts of her own slick fluids, a hot stream that lined her inner thighs.
She moaned like a bitch in heat, her breath fogging the stone she peered through, utterly captivated by the spectacle within.
Inside the room, Adam was acutely aware of the pair of envious eyes.
He could feel the heat of her gaze, the spike of her chaotic emotions; it was a delicious spice that added to his own pleasure; therefore he didn't care. Her torment and dwindling sanity was merely another facet of his enjoyment.
An added flavor to finish this delicacy!
With a final, possessive growl, he gripped Agri's hips and ass with great strength, pulling her entire body into him, burying himself to the hilt.
His release was a torrent, a flood of potent, devilish seed that shot straight into the depths of her ravaged cunt.
"Argghhh~"
Agri's mind shattered.
Her eyes rolled back, seeing nothing but flashing white stars of ecstasy.
A raw, primal moan tore from her throat: a sound of pure, unadulterated bliss.
Her entire body convulsed around him, her inner muscles clenching and milking him in sporadic spasms, as if she'd been electrocuted by his essence.
It was only then, slowly, that a modicum of sense returned to Adam.
A deep, primal satisfaction settled in his core, a feeling of conquest and ownership that was more nourishing than anything he had felt so far.
A taste of something new and addictive.
He pulled his massive, softening cock out of the half-conscious Agri with a slick, wet sound. The visible bulge in her lower abdomen faded as he withdrew.
What was left was a lewd, beautiful mess.
Agri's well used pussy, spread and glistening, leaked copious amounts of his thick, pearlescent seed. It mingled with her own copious juices and was laced with the final, fading evidence of her virginity: a dark-pink within the white.
It was then that Adam's hearing caught it.
From beyond the door, a stiffened, choked moan, followed by a desperate, whimpering sigh.
The scent of Blair's own climax, strong and sweet, wafted through the air.
She had watched him claim another, and the sight alone had been enough to push her over the edge.
The knowledge brought a dark satisfaction to his lips.
A subtle realization that contamination could be induced through such… erotic means surfaced in his mind.
Especially Agri, as she was now, truly and completely, his; her soul irredeemable.
Adam stroked the dazed Agri with lingering thoughts of what had just transpired in his mind.
The taste of her, the feel of her tight, desperate inner folds around him; it was a revelation that shattered every boundary of his existence.
In both his lifetimes, this ecstasy had been a missed opportunity.
In his first, he had been a prisoner in a broken body, a stranger to even the most basic physical pleasures.
Now, remade in a form of perfect, potent strength, the hunger was insatiable.
It was a thirst that went beyond the physical; it was the claiming of a right that was denied for a lifetime.
A low growl rumbled in his chest, the demonic energy within him swirled with renewed, aggressive vigor.
His hands, which had been gripping her hips, slid around her waist, pulling her back against him as he leaned over her.
He explored her with a newfound, possessive hunger.
One hand cupped her breast, his thumb circling the peaked nipple, feeling it harden further under his touch. The other hand slid down her smooth stomach, his fingers splaying over the delicate bone armor of her pelvis before dipping lower, through the wetness of her own arousal, tracing the swollen, sensitive folds he had just claimed.
Agri's mind was in a fog of blissful submission.
Every nerve ending was on fire, throbbing in pleasure, pain, and ecstasy that left no room for coherent thought.
Her body was no longer her own; it was an instrument for her master's pleasure, and her sensitivity was dialed to the extreme.
She whimpered as his fingers explored her, her hips making tiny, involuntary circles against him, seeking more friction, more contact.
He kissed her deep, stopping her slurred moans and groans. It was a kiss that stole what little breath she had left.
A kiss of ownership, tasting her, him and sin.
Then, with a firm grip, he turned her onto her hands and knees.
Agri half-consciously complied without a shred of resistance, her body eager.
His erection, already engorged again with a devil's supernatural stamina, lay heavy and hot against her.
The underside of his shaft pressed onto the ravine of her thick, blue-tinged ass; the intimate contact made her shudder. The sheer length of him curved up and over her butt, the tip resting against her lower back; a blatant display of his potency and impressive length.
A seductive, foggy chuckle escaped Agri's lips.
She buried her face straight into the stained demon hides beneath them, not caring about the mingled fluids that dirtied her cheeks.
She knew what he wanted, and refusal never crossed her mind.
With a lewd, deliberate arch of her back, she presented herself completely. Then, she reached back with both hands, spreading her ass cheeks apart, offering him an unobstructed, wanton view of her glistening, used pussy and the tight, clenching pucker of her anus.
"Master, this little shadow is still so hungry for you~," She purred, her voice muffled by the hides, thick with lust and devotion, "This cunt is yours... all these holes are yours... breed your shadow, Master... mark me inside again..."
The vulgar invitation shattered the last of Adam's restraint.
He guided the throbbing tip of his cock down from her back, through the valley of her ass, and pressed it against her leaking, swollen entrance.
She was so wet, so ready, still stretched from his first claiming.
With a single, powerful thrust, he buried himself to the hilt in her, from behind.