The Eyes of the Night #03
Added 2025-02-10 23:02:40 +0000 UTCThe narrow alley echoed with a dull, organic pounding, each blow throwing Dorval further against the metal pillar in front of him. The cold of the iron clashed violently with the burning heat that enveloped him from behind, an icy bite against a feverish embrace. The massive orc did not slow down, his raspy breath mingling with the humid echoes of the night. He accelerated, each movement deeper, stronger!
“Damn…he’s coming…”
Dorval’s whisper was lost in the echoes of the alley. Then, suddenly, he felt heat invade him, surging through his insides like a burning wave. A pressure settled in his belly, at first diffused, then impossible to ignore. He felt his abdomen tense, distended under the weight of this unstoppable flow of seed, each passing second amplifying the heaviness in his belly.
How far could it go? How much more could he hold before his own body gave way under the pressure?
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This work will be available in the February package (Level 2/3/4) at the end of February.
