Nilah's mental state was clearly a bit abnormal, but Faen couldn't care less.
According to Nilah's personal lore, in the process of forging a pact with Ashlesh, Nilah lost her entire past.
Whether it was written records or memories related to her, they were all completely erased the moment the pact was sealed. Even Nilah's own parents had absolutely no recollection of her.
In fact, she wasn't even called Nilah back then; it was a name she gave herself after losing her memories.
A name chosen purely for the sake of becoming a hero and leaving her mark on history.
Along with the loss of her past, although Nilah could still communicate, anyone reading her short stories could easily tell that her very essence had been severely alienated—or rather, she had become obsessed to the point of fanaticism.
Although she could hold a normal conversation, her manner of communication was often limited to a few specific scenarios. It was usually unilateral output and questioning, without offering any explanations.
Just like right now. Having made up her mind, there wasn't the slightest trace of constraint or timidity in Nilah's actions and demeanor. Instead, she was brimming with an eager, restless curiosity, as if every single cell in her body was anticipating the battle to come.
Naturally, Faen wasn't going to back down either—having just downed nine massive oysters, Faen had absolutely no intention of letting their sacrifices go to waste!
However, as the battle commenced, the moment Faen drove deep into Nilah's body, he instantly felt an unprecedented level of comfort.
It was like a puzzle piece finding its exact match, or a torn photograph finally being pieced perfectly back together. An unprecedented sensation began to sweep outward from within Nilah's body, directly resonating with Faen's very core.
Similarly, the moment he pushed inside, Nilah let out a high-pitched, soaring moan.
Her voice was filled with intense excitement and elation, radiating a level of pure bliss she had never experienced before.
Dark red blood mixed with slick juices continuously dripped from where their bodies connected, but Nilah didn't pause for even a split second because of the pain. On the contrary, she actively moved her lithe, athletic body, ensuring that every inch of soft flesh inside her tightly wrapped around Faen's rock-hard shaft.
"I feel so good! I am so happy! I feel an unprecedented level of absolute joy!"
Nilah screamed in sheer excitement. There wasn't a trace of the shame or shyness one would expect from having their virginity ruthlessly taken by Faen for the first time. Instead, she said with utter delight:
"I can feel it! Those thick, bulging veins scraping violently against my soft, tender walls! You feel it too, don't you?!
I'm wrapping around you so tightly, without a single sliver of extra space, we fit together completely and perfectly!
—You truly do belong to me! Give me a baby! Our child will definitely be even more perfect, and we will be even happier!"
Accompanying Nilah's screams, Faen could clearly feel the walls inside Nilah's body beginning to spasm and contract violently.
Facing such an impossibly intimate, gapless contraction, even Faen couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. He then smirked wickedly, raised his hand, and delivered a heavy, resounding slap to Nilah's ass.
Stimulated by the sudden sharp impact, Nilah's body jerked violently. Her nether regions suddenly relaxed for a split second, immediately squirting out a massive gush of crystal-clear juices that completely washed away the few remaining traces of her virgin blood.
"How many times do I have to tell you? You belong to me! You were naturally born to be my property, you are my exclusive, personal sex slave!"
Hearing Faen's words, Nilah's eyes rolled back slightly while a look of eager anticipation curled on her lips.
"!"
"Oh? Is that so? But you might be mistaken about something."
Hearing Nilah's words, a smirk curled on Faen's lips: "Right now, I'm only halfway in!"
Hearing this, the smile on Nilah's face suddenly froze stiff. Her stiffened smile then slowly trailed downward toward her nether regions.
Just as Faen had said, he hadn't gone all the way in. In fact, he wasn't even halfway in; he was barely a little over a third of the way inside... And the remaining larger half, judging purely by the length of the "pipe" Nilah could see protruding outside, was still a massive, terrifying length, throbbing with violent bloodlust, just waiting to brutally plunge in.
Seeing this highly intimidating scene, the smile on Nilah's face morphed into something even more horrific, shocked, and utterly disbelieving. But she then burst into loud laughter and yelled, "So this is only just the beginning for you?! I knew it, I knew you were the absolute best!"
"Come inside! Stretch me wide open, pound my insides to mush, pump me completely full of cum, and break me thoroughly into your perfect shape! If I can't endure it, it just proves that I was naturally born to be your sex slave! To be your exclusive, living cum-toilet!"
"But I won't just surrender without a fight!"
Nilah wildly ground her hips and worked her waist. Even though hearts began to pop up in the depths of her eyes, and the slave crest representing total physical and mental submission began glowing clearly on her bulging lower belly, she showed absolutely no intention of giving up. On the contrary, she shook her hips even more frantically, completely allowing her perky, tight ass to be brutally slammed and smashed against, sending ripples of flesh jiggling wildly with every impact.
"I... will never... admit defeat!"
Nilah let her tongue loll out of her mouth, her eyes filled with chaotic, twisted obsession as she spoke.
"I will become a legend! I will become a hero whose name goes down in history! Pound deep inside me, pump my womb completely full! Let's see if I... if I submit to your intense love!!!"
Growling and roaring, even though her body was already rapidly approaching its absolute limits, and every single cell in her entire body was constantly screaming amidst tidal waves of carnal ecstasy, Nilah still did not back down in the slightest.
Instead, she fought hard to make her body—which had already fully prepared itself for impregnation—continuously slam and grind against Faen.
Seeing Nilah remain so wildly driven and laser-focused even when pushed to her absolute limits, the smile on Faen's face faded slightly, quickly morphing into an even more ferocious, wicked grin.
"Then spread your body completely open for me! I'm going to make you a mother today!"
Hearing Faen's words, Nilah, whose consciousness had already begun to scatter, suddenly grew intensely excited.
Her body, which had begun to stiffen slightly, slowly regained its extreme flexibility. Even the soft walls deep inside her started to contract tighter and tighter, continuously secreting slick, wet juices.
In just a moment, a highly seductive flush blossomed on Nilah's face. The numb joy that had previously filled her face was completely overwritten by intense excitement and pure, unadulterated ecstasy.
"I'm ready! I'm completely ready! Every single part of my entire body is fully prepared for you!"
Hearing Nilah's words, Faen's smile grew even more intense. Without hesitation, he gripped Nilah's body tightly and lifted her completely off the ground. Suspended entirely in mid-air by his massive cock buried deep inside her, he used gravity itself to amplify the brutal force of his thrusts.
And accompanied by the violent contraction of his heavy ballsack, Nilah, who had been struggling and thrashing passionately, suddenly went completely rigid. Her entire body erupted with a massive wave of intoxicating, seductive female musk and a slutty, overwhelming maternal aura.