Groaning above me, the Hawkkin seeded me again and emptied her umpteenth load into my pussy, not having pulled out of me since she started mating with me and filling me completely with her semen.
My womb was bloated with cum, and my mind was a hazy mess thanks to the sheer amount of times I had orgasmed on her juicy penis, the Hawkkin never letting me rest as she satiated her hunger for sex with my body, using my pussy for her own selfish gain time and time again.
Each thrust sent ripples across my ass and throughout my body, her virility in this hour matching that of my Dama's as well as Sari, while her lust seemed to be almost as deep as Mama's... for someone who wasn't related to her or blessed with her love, anyways.
Inik never stopped fucking me as we made use of this hour as best we could, and that was entirely based around her wringing out her cock inside me without any desire to stop or change pace; we found the position that suited us both and used it and only it.
Being fucked from behind was a basic, yet enjoyable position, with the benefits of being able to hide my expression whenever it slipped being one of my more favorable points about it, though Inik's take on it made that impossible.
I couldn't see it, but I was certain that the four talons she had had left marks on my face, the Hawkkin keeping me firmly pinned beneath herself and ensuring that I wouldn't be able to escape her; ensuring that her outlet would remain firmly in front of her, ready to accept her cock for the next hour.
But, that hour was up, and I whimpered as I felt the Hawkkin gradually pull her penis free from my womb, the woman caressing my ass and watching as her seed dripped onto the bed below, staring intently at my sore pussy lips and panting quietly.
Removing her foot from my face, she sat down beside me and looked me over, those brown eyes scanning my sweat stained body as she lounged on the bed, eventually lowering herself completely as she looked towards the ceiling instead.
Draping her arm over my shoulders, Inik pulled me into her side and held me close, the two of us listening to the sounds of sex around us as we gradually came off of our own lustful high, though she was certainly still willing to keep going, her cock aching as it pointed straight at the ceiling as well.
"How... was that, Elf..? Was it as enjoyable... for you, as it was for me..?"
Inik's voice was raspy, and I felt my cheeks darken as I stared at her from the side, appreciating her sharp features and musky scent, her sweat clad body oozing the perfect musk that made you feel safe and secure, its dominant scent taking over everything else in the room.
"I-It... It was..."
My throat was raw from moaning constantly, while my cheeks were stained with tears that she had forced from me, my body aching fiercely from the way she had beat me as we indulged in rough sex together; a scene that - should someone else see - would undoubtedly look like rape.
Extremes on either side for us both, with Inik wanting to degrade and restrain me as she pounded me until she was satiated, while I wanted to be turned into a thing to be used...
She just let out a hum, stroking my arm and ignoring the way my chest pressed into her side, the Hawkkin using this time to rest - even if she clearly wanted to breed some more, her cock releasing her citrusy scent across the entire room as it throbbed menacingly.
The silence between us was both comforting and awkward, with its warmth making me want to ask questions, yet those questions felt like they were... risky to ask.
I enjoyed this silence, yet I wanted to fill it with something, and it would seem Inik did as well...
"Elf... I never caught your name properly, did I? I'm certain your Mother has said it, but I was far too focused on you to retain it..."
My cheeks flushed again, though this time with slight anger as I glared at her, the Hawkkin just looking down at me with a neutral gaze as she waited for an answer, uncaring of how uncouth she was making herself out to be.
Those brown eyes were locked to mine, and her muscles felt even more firm as she remained unyielding to my glare, her arm becoming heavier around my shoulders as she continued to wait, making my cheeks darken some more while I felt my ears follow suit, that anger dissipating just as quickly as it arrived.
"Kalia."
Inik nodded, trailing her eyes from mine down towards my lips, whispering "Kalia... It's a good name. It means 'family', correct? Derived from the Dark Elf word 'Kishckalli'... A 'common' name amongst the ancient Dark Elves, though there are few of your kind still alive..."
Her words slipped into my ears and slid back out, my focus entirely on how she was leaning closer to me, while the scent of her breath and its warmth only served to drive me crazy with 'new' lust.
Pressing her lips to mine, Inik kissed me gently, parting my lips and poking her tongue against mine, contrasting her usual aggressive, dominant kisses that would extract pleasure from me for herself; entirely greedy and meant for herself.
These, though, were for us both, and before I realized it she was on top of me again, kissing me with an increasing force yet still just as loving, while her erect cock rubbed against my bloated stomach.
Pulling away, Inik stared down at me and whispered "Kalia... I... Let's have one more round, hmm? Let me make love to you one more time before I let you go?"
Instead of answering with words, I kissed her back, and without missing a beat Inik slipped herself back inside, wrapping her arms around my body and gyrating her hips as she did as she asked...
She made love to me.