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A pleasant fog settled in her brain as their dual moans ceased, his thrusting slowing until she settled on his lap.

“Give me her mouth,” Vrix growled.

She turned to him, his eyelids fluttering as his hand jerked over his cock.

Thase tilted her over, his length still throbbing inside of her, angling her mouth to the droplet of precum beading on Vrix’s tip.

“Open wide, beautiful human,” Vrix muttered, his eyes slamming shut as his moans rumbled through the room.

Giselle obeyed, closing her eyes as sticky warmth spurted down her throat, shocking her senses. It was thicker than she expected, and sweet… almost like honey. It tasted good, and she leaned closer, eager for every last drop as it spilled past her lips.

Thase was laughing, his strong hands supporting her as she swallowed Vrix’s seed, opening her eyes tentatively as the spurts of cum subsided to nothing.

Vrix groaned when she looked up at him, and Thase pulled her back, wrapping her in a crushing hug.

Tears spilled down her cheeks again, sweetness coating her mouth. That comfortable numbness had become overwhelming, all of her senses shocking her back to reality as she trembled in his arms.

“I will take her back to the room,” Vrix said, now behind her, pulling her off Thase and cradling her against his chest.

Giselle cried, wrapping her arms around his neck as she tried to still her shaking body.

“You did such a good job, sweet human,” Vrix whispered as he exited through the whooshing door, walking swiftly down the long hallway. “So good for us, such a perfect little pet. Rest, now.”

A tentacle slithered around her neck and she felt the blessed relief of sleep overtake her.

CHAPTER 5

GISELLE SIGHED DEEPLY, LICKING across her lips as the lingering taste of honey coated her mouth.

Honey…

Why did her mouth taste like honey?

Her eyes jolted open, scanning the room quickly before spotting one of them in a corner.

Vrix.

“You are awake,” he said, smiling as he stood and ambled over to her.

She was in the bed again, in the room he’d claimed was hers. Giselle tensed as he stepped up to her, her body aching and her mind racing.

“Don’t hurt me,” she said, holding her hands up as if she could fend him off somehow.

It was useless, of course, as Vrix slid into the bed and pulled her into his arms.

“Are you alright, Giselle?”

His voice wavered, his brow furrowed as he scrutinized her.

“Just don’t hurt me again.”

“Did we… hurt you? I thought we were careful this time. I am sorry if we harmed you.”

She was shaking, but something in the softness of his words soothed her, the firmness of his grasp quieting her racing thoughts. She slid her arm over his broad chest, nuzzling into the crook of his neck so she didn’t have to look at his face.

Vrix brushed his claws through her hair.

“Would you like me to examine you? I can give you something for the pain if you are hurting.”