Fauna's eyes went wide with pure, unfiltered horror.
The suggestion hit her like a slap.
Everything up to this point—the sucking, the milking, the degradation, the taboo kisses—had already pushed her far beyond what she thought she could accept.
She'd rationalized it, melted into it, convinced herself it was 'for Mika's sake.'
But this?
Filling her pussy—her womb with her own breast milk?
Then drinking it back out of her like some obscene fountain?
Her mind blanked. She couldn't even picture it without her stomach twisting in mortified panic.
She threw both hands up instinctively, trying to push him away while scooting backward on the sofa.
"Mika—no. No, definitely not that." Her voice cracked. "This is too much. Even for me. I don't—I don't even know how that would work."
"Please, just...let this go. Please."
She tried to twist free, legs kicking weakly.
