The Corruption Of The Dark God Ch 04

"Avelina...what are you doing?" asked Sybilla to the princess. But she has no answer.

" Please...Avelina", there was squeak in her voice. And though her tone was to halt, her cheeks were flushed red. Moans escaped her lips

The deliciousness of her body was such, it easily reached from her wrist to elbow and was impressively girthy that Sybilla's walls of her slit pressed tightly against her damn near choking the seed out with each pull of her waist.

Avelina lathered her tongue,

"Do you really want me to?"

Silence, save her heaving breathe and flushed skin. Avelina put Sybilla's nipples in her mouth, playing with them her erect nipples a delight and her reactions all the more made her moist and nipples erect at the same time.

Their tongues meet, swirling across one another, the warm and moist sensation as they exchanged fluids, tasting her and enjoying herself in the warm embrace of their tongues.

She had never felt, such. Ecstasy in her life. She felt she could want nothing else in life. Everything just felt complete. The sensation as she entered, clinging so toughly against her.

As she pushed deeper into Sybilla, her moans were sweeter and more ecstatic than any she had ever heard off. The rush of blood in her veins and the way her lungs were gripped with the tip of her tongue heating the farthest walls of their cunts.

She joined her in her rhythm moving her waist against her thrust. He heart stampeded in her chest, feeling such a grand force swelling from the base of her folds.

Fuck! She swore trying to hold back the swelling. Just the mere act of controlling this force was a pleasure so wild that she hoped to be in this euphoric feeling forever.

Avelina enjoyed her tongue. The taste of her and the feeling of moistens as she thrusted her fingers into her. So this is how men feel, no wonder they were filled with such animal lust when it came to women. He thrust deeper, feeling her grip tighter and tighter. She was a ravaging beast.

As she climaxed, her fluids burst from her slit in such amounts splattering their lower torsos.

Never had she felt more alive, than in this moment. But her actions had leave her exhausted. She lay in the outstretch embrace of Sybilla. As he eyes fluttered slowly to a close, feeling the creeping slumber in.

In the faint flickering of consciousness, she saw a robed figure standing over her.

She said something but all she heard was gibberish as the shadows of drowse took in.

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Avelina opened her eyes and yet had the strangest sensations that she wasn't awake. It was a familiar place, the echoes of which finally falling into place as the resting chamber of the entity.

Standing or rather just being there on the far wall was the entity of pulsing stars and cosmos and dark space.

Visceral like flesh, akin to a human's brain, clumped sticking to the wall. Its flesh glowed and hummed with the dancing of the cosmos. Oddly, Avelina watched the creature with no fear or trepidation, try as she might for the barest of notion to look somewhere else, she could not move her neck to do so.

It reached out with a tentacle. Fear and awe mixed freezing her in place, her heels so intertwined that she couldn't move a step.

A tentacle scrawled on the cold stone, moving towards her with such slowness. She watched it trail up from the ground up along the path of her legs and thigh.

She could feel its length tickling her and just the mere touch of it sent a cold shiver down her spine, exploding at the end of her groin. Her eyes rolled back and her jaw went slack, a soft whimpering moan escaping from her lips.

She could feel its great weight of its attention falling into her. The thrumming winds flitted little forces about her, giving her the sense that it was talking to her. But she could make no sense of what the creature was trying to say to her. Only what it felt. It was telling her something. It was not angry. A certain benevolence flowed through from this alien being. It was something like...gratitude

Suddenly it was inside of her. She felt no violation, rather a feeling.

A wholeness.

An energy blazing through her bloodveins with such searing power.

And just as quick as it was, darkness once more clutched her.