"I-I love you…"
She whispered, voice trembling like a guilty prayer.
"Only until this monster rearranges your guts."
Rae growled behind her, the head of his shaft pressed like a curse against her folds.
"Mhmm…"
Alex nodded solemnly, touched like a man being confessed to under moonlight.
"Thank you, honey. I was scared… scared you were drifting away from me. But this? This put a smile on me."
And just like that, he dropped to his knees.
Eyes closed. Lips puckered like a hopeful virgin in a romance scroll. Slowly inching forward.
Alice panicked.
But she mirrored him, stretching her neck forward with a fake, trembling smile, lips just as puckered—but more like a prisoner kissing the hangman.
Then she heard it.
That laugh.
Low. Sinister. Goblin-level smug.
The rubbing stopped. The milking stopped. The beast behind her had gone... still.
'What the fuck?'
Silence. Thick and dangerous.
Her heart pounded.
Sweat pooled at the base of her spine.
