More than an hour had passed.
Jax had fucked both queens into oblivion.
Made them scream. Made them moan. Made them flood his devotion points counter until the numbers blurred together.
Past One Hour in a nutshell?
Tia had transformed completely. In the beginning, her cries begged him to slow down. To be gentle. To give her time to adjust.
Now?
"Harder! Don't you dare stop!"
Every time Jax showed signs of slacking, she demanded more. Her voice had shifted from hesitant noble to desperate whore craving her next fix.
And after filling her cunt for the third time, Ilythra couldn't hold back anymore.
She had forced herself onto him. But this time, Jax was in control.
He threw her face-first onto the bed. Stood on the ground behind her. Grabbed both her ankles and spread her legs wide. One hundred eighty degrees. Maybe even more.
"Wait— that's too— AHHHN!"
Just before her screams turned from pleasure to genuine pain, he stopped spreading.
Then brutally fucked her.
