BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 11 – 20

BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 11 – 20

The older woman instructed her a lot as she poured copious amounts of liquid as lubrication into Aekeira’s intimate area.

There is no consciousness within the beast, only primal instincts—sex, bloodfeeding, and killing.

However, the beast won’t bloodfeed from you, as its bloodhost has already fulfilled that role the previous day.

If you spread your cheeks while presenting, you are offering your anus, and it will take you there.

So, if you wish to avoid being taken anally, spread your vaginal folds or the cheeks close to it.

Suddenly, Aekeira felt a large hand resting on her small hip. A towering figure loomed behind her. It was enormous, she felt surrounded by it.

Aekeira cried out, terrified. The beast sniffed her, its growl intensifying with each sniff…as if it had caught another scent.

Then, it pressed it’s cold nose at her arm and inhaled deeply—the same spot where Emeriel had held her before they parted ways—and emitted a loud snarl.

In the next moment, the beast mounted her, forcefully thrusting something large inside her.

She screamed in agony as the beast ravaged her mercilessly. Mindlessly. The pain was excruciating.

Aekeira had experienced similar situations since she was thirteen, and they had all been painful, but this was unlike anything she had ever endured.

Her screams reverberated through the silence, shaking the walls. The beast continued to sniff her arm, groaning and snarling.

Its pace was inhuman, fast and forceful, as if it wanted to penetrate her very soul.

“Please!!!” she screamed, overwhelmed. Her small body felt completely consumed by the beast. And it truly was a beast.

She could feel its hard scales against her skin, limbs like tree trunks, and talons as sharp as daggers.

She feared they would cut into her at any moment, given how tightly the beast held her.

Oh, divine gods, she was going to die!

BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 11 – 20

Emeriel felt so hot. As if he was burning from the inside.

Whatever was happening to him had intensified over the past hour, even before Aekeira’s anguished screams pierced the night.

He desired nothing more than to rush into the forbidden chambers and rescue his sister, but his body hurts so bad.

At some point, he had undressed, as even the sensation of wearing clothes against his skin became unbearably uncomfortable.

Now, he lay curled up on the bed, suffering from another wave of pain. It came as contractions––each one more painful than the last.

“No, no, please,” he cried out at the sign of another contraction. Agony twisted his body, causing him to stiffen as waves of heat coursed through his entire being, focusing particularly on his intimate area.

Emeriel’s feminine parts felt as though they were engulfed in flames that refused to subside. The itching sensation was unbearable.

But, this was not the type of itch that could be relieved by scratching with his fingers, as Emeriel had attempted repeatedly, only resulting in increased pain.

He had never touched himself intimately before, nor had he ever been tempted to do so. Yet now, the urge overwhelmed him.

He was completely naked, except for the long white cloth that tightly bound his breasts against his chest.

Even his breasts ached, causing him great discomfort, making it so hard for Emeriel to resist untying the binding.

Oh, by the sky, what was happening to him!?

He whimpered as he heard Aekeira’s screams in the distance. He had never heard her scream so loudly, so agonizingly.

Gods, he needed to save his poor sister before that beast killed her. But he was unable to summon the strength to move his aching body.

BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 11 – 20

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