Chapter 42: She whined, biting into the soft bedding to keep from making another sound… or doing anything that might anger the king beast. Growls rose from its throat as it licked her there, over and over again. Slurping loudly, hungrily, as if it were starving and she was its meal. It could not get enough. Its tongue was not human-like. It felt forked and seemed to have spikes. Emeriel was too numb to feel any sensation the licking might have evoked. She was too frightened, too overwhelmed by the heat, and simply too everything else to process whatever pain it might have caused. And for that, she was quite grateful. Paws grabbed her, spreading her legs even wider and holding her in place. It licked her even deeper than before, its tongue circling around her opening, drinking all the wetness there as if it were dying of thirst. The beast purred like a mellow kitten snacking on its favorite meal. "Please," Emeriel cried, squeezing her eyes shut, waiting for the inevitable. It would take a bite out of her at any moment. No one savored food this long without taking a bite. Pushing its tongue into her opening, the beast pressed down, and an unexpected flood of pleasure swept through Emeriel. Her eyes snapped open, going wide. The beast did it again, its forked tongue pushing into her opening and swirling around. "Noo…!" she yelped, trying to pull away. But its grip tightened on her thighs, holding her down effortlessly as it licked inside, sucking all of her wetness from the very source into its mouth. "Oooooh, godsss, what is it doing!?" Emeriel shrieked inwardly, freaking out at the unnatural response of her body. But her fright didn't stop the pleasure. It grew, spreading and overcoming the numbness. Her heat had dulled too. The beast's actions had somehow calmed the persistent hotness. Its forked tongue pressed against a gland inside her, making her see stars. She squealed, trying to pull away. The sensation was too intense-so pleasurable it was almost painful. Surely, this feeling was not normal. It simply could not be. Fresh content live now gⱯlnσν????????s․com The beast purred, pressing hard against her gland again. The tight feeling inside her dissolved into millions of ecstatic sparks as Emeriel came with a scream. A gush of liquid flowed from her as she released. The beast drank it all, greedily. Its tongue worked fast and enthusiastically inside her virgin body. "It's too much!" Emeriel felt as if she was going to come out of her own body. Fortunately, the pressure of that forked tongue began to ease and slowly came to a stop. Thank heavens. But then, something even more enormous pressed against her opening. "No, no, wait!" Emeriel started to move, but the beast snarled. A hand gripped her small arm, two of those sharp claws digging into her skin. Emeriel screamed as her skin tore, and blood began to trickle down. But the beast just held her still, not even attacking. "Oh, by the sky, I'm going to die!" Emeriel thought, her mind racing with fear. She tried to hold still as the beast mounted her, looming over her from behind. Its body covered hers, its manhood pressing against her once more. "Please, you c-can't fit," she cried, trying to close her legs, but the beast's hold was too strong. That organ pressed harder, relentless, until its tip barreled inside. Emeriel screamed. Pain and dull pleasure rushed through her body. But the harder it pressed, the more the pleasure faded, and the pain became more profound. It hurt badly. As if that wasn't enough, the beast applied more pressure, trying desperately to get inside completely, but her virgin body fought the invasion. Emeriel sobbed. The beast snarled in anger, as if she were deliberately keeping it out. Its movements grew rougher, more forceful. Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!