Then she reached down.

Her small hand wrapped around Viktor's cock—or tried to. Her fingers couldn't even close around the girth.

She angled it upward.

The thick head pressed against her entrance.

Elara's eyes went 'wide'.

'It won't fit. There's no way. That thing is too big—it'll split her in half—'

Slowly, agonizingly slowly, she lowered herself.

The head breached. Bella's pussy lips stretched thin, turning translucent, struggling to accommodate the girth.

Bella began to lower herself.

Slowly.

'So slowly'.

The head pressed harder, spreading her lips, forcing them apart. Her entrance stretched—white with pressure—but didn't give.

"Nnnghh..." Bella's breathing hitched.

She pushed down harder.

Her pussy resisted.

Then—

SQLLCHH!

The head slipped inside.

"NYAAAA!" Bella's scream was sharp, her back arching, tail shooting straight up.

Elara watched in horrified fascination.

From her angle, she could see 'everything'.

The way Bella's tiny hole 'stretched'—impossibly wide, the pink rim turning white as it struggled to accommodate Viktor's girth. The way the thick cockhead disappeared inside, inch by agonizing inch, spreading her open from the inside.

It looked like her pussy was being 'split in half'.

Like it was 'swallowing' his cock.

From that angle, everything looked seamless with the sunlight falling. Her ears atop furry, silver hair fell forward, resembling her pubic hair. She looked like a woman from some forest.

An Amazonian woman in heat.

Bella's thighs trembled violently.

"Ahhh—f-fuck—so—so big—Young Lord—I'm—I'm full—!"

But she wasn't.

Not even close.

Only the head was inside.

Seven more inches to go.

Bella lowered herself another inch.

'Schlllck.'

Her pussy swallowed more.

Detailed ridges of his cock scraped against her internal walls. Bella's breath hitched, her eyes rolling back as she impaled herself, inch by stretching inch. Her internal flesh hugged him, molding around the veins, the friction sending sparks through her spine.

"Nnnghhh—!"

Another inch.

'Schlllck.'

"Ahhh—ahhh—I can—I can feel—every—every vein—!"

Her inner walls rippled, clenching around the invading length, trying to adjust. But Viktor's cock was 'unyielding'—thick, hard, forcing her open with each inch.

Elara's face burned.

Her hands were shaking.

She couldn't look away.

Bella kept descending.

Inch.

By.

Inch.

'Schlllck. Schlllck. Schlllck.'

Her belly began to bulge.

Not much. But 'visible'. A slight distension where Viktor's cock pressed against her inner walls, pushing outward from the inside.

"Nyaaa—I'm—I'm so—so full—Young Lord—I'm—aahhnn!"

Bella's head fell back.

Her tongue lolled out.

Her eyes rolled up, showing only the whites.

And then she dropped.

'All the way down.'

With a final, wet 'thwack', Bella bottomed out. Her ass hit his pelvis.

'SCHLRRRRP!'

Viktor's entire cock disappeared inside her.

Every. Single. Inch.

Bella's scream was 'inhuman'.

"NYAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"

Her back arched so hard her spine curved backward, lifting her chest so her nipples poked hard and sharp against the fabric of her robe. Her thighs clamped around Viktor's hips. Her pussy 'convulsed'—a visible spasm that rippled through her lower belly.

And she squirted.

'Hard.'

An arch of clear fluid sprayed from where their bodies joined, splashing onto the floor, soaking Viktor's pants.

'SPLASH!'

She squirted. A fountain of clear fluid erupted from her urethra, spraying into the air, soaking her own belly and Viktor's abs.

Her nipples—visible through the thin fabric of her robe—went rock hard, poking through the silk.

Her entire body shook.

Bella collapsed backward against Viktor's chest, her head lolling onto his shoulder. Her tongue hung out, drool dripping from the corner of her mouth. Her yellow eyes were completely unfocused, rolled back so far only crescents of gold were visible.

She'd cum.

Just from taking him inside.

Viktor's arms wrapped around her waist, holding her steady.

His cock was buried to the hilt—the thick base pressed flush against her entrance, his balls resting against her ass.

And deep inside—

Elara could 'see' it.

The bulge in Bella's lower belly. The way her stomach distended slightly, showing the exact position of Viktor's cockhead.

It was pressed against her 'cervix'.

Twitching.

Pulsing.

Viktor leaned down, his mouth at Bella's cat ear.

"My Bella," he murmured, his voice dark and possessive, his hands gripping her waist to keep her from flying off. He looked at Elara, whose face was pale, frozen in shock. "Let's show your new sister wife who won last night's reward for being the best cock-bouncing cunt wifey."

Bella's pussy twitched around him.

Her mouth opened. Closed. Opened again.

Her jaw slack. She slowly, shakily lifted her hips.

"I—I am—I'm—"

She couldn't form words.

But her body moved.

Slowly—'agonizingly slowly'—Bella lifted herself.

Her thighs trembled with the effort, her legs shaking like leaves in a storm. Her hands gripped Viktor's knees, nails digging into fabric.

Viktor's cock emerged from her pussy.

Inch.

By.

Inch.

'Schlllck. Schlllck. Schlllck.'

Elara gasped. Elara's eyes widened.

The shaft was 'coated'. Drenched in Bella's arousal—thick, creamy fluid that clung to every vein, every ridge. It glistened in the morning light, strings of wetness connecting his cock to her pussy. It looked like a glazed weapon.

Bella lifted until only the tip remained inside.

Her entrance clenched weakly around the swollen head, trying to keep it inside.

Bella paused at the top, just the tip remaining inside, her legs shaking.

Then she 'dropped'.

She snapped her hips down. 'Instantly.'

'SMACK!'

'THWACK!'

The sound of flesh colliding was like a gunshot. She swallowed the entire length in a split second.

"OHHHAAACKK!"

"NYAAAAA!"

Her ass slapped against Viktor's thighs. His entire length disappeared inside her in one brutal thrust, punching into her cervix with enough force to make her entire body jerk.

Her eyes rolled completely white, drool swinging from her chin.

"Nnnyaanaghh~~~!!!! I-I am best—!"

Her scream was broken. Delirious.

Bella lifted again.

'Schlllck.'

And dropped.

'SMACK!'

"Aahhnn—!"

Again.

'Schlllck. SMACK!'

"Nyaaa—!"

Again.

'Schlllck. SMACK!'

"I'm—I'm the—the best—Young Lord—I'm—!"

She bounced on his cock.

Hard.

Fast.

Her ass clapped against his thighs with wet, obscene sounds that echoed through the dining room. Her pussy made lewd squelching noises each time she took him to the hilt, her inner walls gripping and releasing, milking his length.

'Smack-smack-smack-smack—'

Bella's breasts bounced beneath her robe—small but perky, nipples leaving dark wet spots on the silk where milk leaked with each impact.

Her tail lashed wildly behind her.

Her cat ears flattened against her head.

And she 'screamed'.

"AAHHNN—FUCK—YES—YOUNG LORD—YOUR—YOUR COCK—IT'S—IT'S HITTING—HITTING MY—NYAAAAHHHH!"

Another orgasm.

Her third.

Her pussy clamped down, convulsing, gushing more fluid that mixed with the mess already coating Viktor's cock.

But she didn't stop bouncing.

Didn't stop 'fucking herself' on his length.

"I'm—I'm best—best wifey—best cunt—best—aahhnn—pussy—for—for Young Lord's—Young Lord's cock—!"

Elara sat frozen.

Her face was crimson.

Her breathing came in short, shallow gasps.

Her thighs pressed together—unconsciously, instinctively—as a strange, uncomfortable heat pooled between her legs.

'This is...'

She couldn't think.

Couldn't process.

All she could do was 'watch'.

Watch Bella bounce.

Watch that massive cock disappear inside her over and over.

Watch the way Bella's face twisted with pleasure—tongue out, eyes rolled back, drool dripping down her chin.

Watch the way Viktor's hands gripped her hips, guiding her movements, controlling the pace.

And listen to the sounds.

Pah—PAHHH!—PHAA!!

'Schlck-schlck-schlck—'

"Nyaaa—aahhnn—fuck—fuck—FUCK—!"

Bella's movements grew frantic and also her words revealed her falling into beast instinct.

Desperate.

She slammed herself down harder, faster, chasing another orgasm, her pussy squelching obscenely with each impact.

Viktor's jaw clenched.

His breathing quickened.

His cock throbbed inside her—she could 'feel' it, the way it pulsed, swelled, preparing to—

"Bella," Viktor's voice was strained. "I'm—"

"INSIDE! INSIDE ME! FILL ME—MAKE ME—MAKE ME YOURS—!"

Viktor's hips bucked upward.

'Shit... she is too tight!'

He slammed into her cervix with enough force to lift her entire body.

And he came.

His cock erupted inside her—thick, hot ropes of cum flooding her womb. The sheer 'volume' was obscene, each pulse adding more, stretching her insides, filling her completely.

Bella's scream shattered the air.

"NYAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"

Her fourth orgasm hit like a tidal wave.

Her entire body went rigid. Her pussy clamped down, milking Viktor's cock, forcing every drop deeper inside. Her belly began to swell—visibly distending as cum filled her womb, stretching it, making her look almost 'pregnant'.

And still Viktor came.

And came.

And 'came'.

Until Bella's eyes rolled back completely.

Until her tongue hung limp.

Until her body went slack against him, completely overwhelmed.

Elara stared.

At Bella's swollen belly.

At the mess leaking from her pussy—cum and arousal mixing, dripping down Viktor's balls, pooling on the chair.

At the expression on Bella's face.

Pure. Absolute. 'Bliss'.

Viktor's dark eyes found Elara's.

He smiled.

That same predatory smile.

"I promise I will not do anything indecent with you, Elara... ofcourse, until you try to run away from here."

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