Her own tiny pussy clenched around her fingers, imagining that monster cock splitting her open, tearing her delicate walls, pumping her full until her belly swelled grotesque and round.
Sabrina's grip on the counter tightened, her claws scoring the wood as she watched the demon-like figure turn toward the trembling elf.
His cock stood rigid, veined and angry, still coated in cum and blood and Sylvea's ass juices.
He looked like something primal, something that would destroy whatever it touched.
And Xiang knew—knew with absolute certainty—that she was next.
Tianlong stood, his aura flaring with newfound power that made the air shimmer.
His cock remained hard, slick with cum and Sylvea's ass, veins pulsing with unholy vitality.
He turned slowly toward Xiang.
Her eyes were wide—pupils dilated until only thin rings of color remained.
She stared at Akane and Sylvea—both utterly destroyed, twitching in the aftermath, bodies broken and leaking.
