He thrust into her again and again, gripping her waist harder with each ramming motion of his pelvis, seeming to knock the wind out of her over and over. It was all she could do to simply not pass out; to grip the green sheets in her slim, pale fingers; to will herself back to the present and close the deal, even if it killed her.
Yes, by all means, close the deal, she thought insanely. Oh, sister! You’ve most certainly done that!
Szambelan, meanwhile, continued to f**k her from behind. You wanted an answer, yes? he communicated to her suddenly, telepathically, penetrating her on a whole new level, veritably splitting her in two with his thoughts. This is it, then, in part. The First Realm—which is the true realm, the only realm, the everlasting realm praise be to Iblis and Ahriman, to A
