The silk stuck to Allen's skin like it had learned his shape, every movement making it cling tighter as the spider-sisters closed in. Lyssra crouched over him, her shadow long in the dim nest-light, her lower half shifting with a low, hungry hum. The air was hot and damp with sex, the scent sharp enough to make him dizzy.
The one riding him tilted her head back, eyes glazed, letting her hips roll slow and deep, squeezing around him in greedy pulses.
Ahhhhnnnnn… nnnnnnnhhhhhhh… mmmhhhhh…
Her voice cracked on each downstroke, thighs trembling as she sank him to the hilt.
Schlkkk… slrk! schlkkk… slrk!
Another knelt at his side, fingers stroking his cheek before sliding down to toy with his lips. She leaned close, whispering with breath that smelled faintly sweet and venomous.
"Gonna keep you here… 'til you're empty, human…"
Hhhhaaaaahhhh… mmmhhh… yessss… just like that…
