Forty minutes into this "training session" and I'm about to lose my goddamn mind.
"Again!" Masters barks from behind her laptop as I teleport for what feels like the thousandth time today.
My body materializes three feet to the left of where I started, the air crackling with that familiar gold energy. Without hesitation, I lunge forward and throw another punch at Ellie. The symbiote ripples across her forearm as she blocks my strike, those unnerving white eyes tracking my every movement.
"Fuck," I gasp, my breathing ragged. It's not from exertion. Well, not entirely.
Every teleport sends waves of desire through my body. Something electric. Something that makes focusing on "training" nearly impossible. My skin feels too tight, too hot, and I'm painfully aware of every heartbeat thundering in my chest.
"Is he getting stronger?" Masters calls out, clinical as ever.
Ellie's breathing is heavy too, the symbiote bubbling across her form in erratic patterns. Those eyes... god, those eyes are devouring me. Not with hunger for violence but something far more primal.
"He's stronger," Ellie growls, her voice distorted by Venom but unmistakably affected, "but not quite superhuman."
I bite back a groan. The room feels like it's spinning, and it's taking every ounce of self-control not to just grab her and…
"Interesting," Masters mutters, typing something on her keyboard. "Keep going. This might take a few more hours."
Hours? I might actually die.
I nod anyway, steadying my breath before teleporting again. This time I appear behind Ellie, throwing a punch that she catches with disturbing ease. When our bodies connect, even through combat, electricity races up my spine.
He holds my fist in his symbiote-covered hand, and I swear there's a smirk beneath that monstrous face. I teleport again, this time materializing to Ellie's left. I throw a punch but deliberately lean into her, my body pressing against her side in what I hope looks like an accident.
"None of that, Steele!" Masters yells through the laptop speakers. "You can have each other when it's unbearable and not a second sooner!"
I pull back with a heavy sigh. The pheromones are building to a painful level now, making my skin tingle and my thoughts blur around the edges. Fine. If I can't touch her intentionally, I'll just have to speed things up.
I focus inward, drawing on that golden energy that's become so familiar. The world bends around me as I teleport rapidly, behind her, in front of her, to her right, above her, everywhere at once.
"Masters, this sucks," Ellie growls, her voice strained and desperate. "I'm so fucking wet right now I feel like I'm almost pissing myself."
I nearly trip mid-teleport at her blunt confession. The symbiote surges across her form in agitated patterns, reflecting her arousal.
"Interesting," Masters replies with clinical detachment, and I hear her typing notes. "I'll document that."
The room feels like it's spinning faster and faster as I push myself harder, teleporting so rapidly I'm barely conscious of where I'm materializing anymore. Gold light fills the training room like a strobe effect, my molecules scattered and reformed dozens of times per minute.
With one final burst of energy, I materialize above Ellie and come down with another punch. She catches my fist effortlessly in her massive palm, studying me with those blank white eyes.
"Again," she says, tilting her head. "A little stronger but nothing that crazy. Maybe ten percent stronger than before."
"Keep going," Masters commands through the speakers.
Another hour and a half passes in a blur of gold light and desperate lunges. The sides of my head throb with each heartbeat, a relentless pressure building behind my temples. I don't even feel human anymore.
Every teleport intensifies this strange, demonic need consuming me from within. My entire body has become a conductor for raw desire, every nerve ending screaming for release.
"Again," Masters calls through the speakers, her voice distant through the ringing in my ears.
I teleport behind Ellie, throwing a punch that connects with her shoulder. The symbiote shifts across her back, absorbing the impact.
"Definitely stronger," Ellie growls, her voice thick with something primal. "At least twice as strong as normal now."
The symbiote undulates across her form, reflecting her own desperate state.
I teleport again, and that's when it happens. The pain in my skull explodes, a supernova behind my eyes. A sudden ringing becomes a deafening roar that drowns out everything else. My knees buckle as I materialize, my vision blurring at the edges.
"I can't…" The words tear from my throat, ragged and desperate. "I'm done. No more."
I tear at my clothes, suddenly unable to bear the sensation of fabric against my hypersensitive skin. My shirt rips as I yank it over my head. My pants and underwear follow, leaving me completely exposed, my erection painfully hard and leaking.
"Masters," Ellie calls out, her voice barely recognizable through the symbiote. "We've hit the limit."
I wobble on my feet, the room spinning around me like a carnival ride. Something fundamental has changed inside me. The pressure in my skull feels like something alien trying to claw its way out.
"Lay down," Ellie says, moving toward me, concern evident even through her monstrous visage. "Shane, you need to…"
Something snaps inside me. A voice I barely recognize as my own erupts from my throat, deep and resonant, filling the training room with its otherworldly power.
"NO!"
I lunge forward, catching her off guard. My hands, suddenly stronger than they've ever been, slam against her chest. She hits the floor with a thud that shakes the room, her white eyes wide with surprise, and unmistakable excitement.
Before she can move, I focus what little remains of my concentration. The world warps around me one more time as I teleport directly above her prone form, materializing with perfect precision.
I drive myself deep inside her, the symbiote parting perfectly to grant me access. The sensation is beyond anything I've ever felt. Hotter, slicker, and impossibly tight.
"FUCK!" The word tears from my throat as an orgasm hits me instantly, violently, with such force that my vision whites out completely.
And it doesn't stop. Wave after wave of pleasure crashes through me as I keep cumming, my body locked in a continuous release that defies all physical limits. The symbiote pulses around me, squeezing and massaging my cock in perfect rhythm with my endless orgasm.
"Shane, oh god, Shane!" Ellie's voice breaks into a desperate moan as her body convulses beneath mine. Her pussy clenches around me with inhuman strength, milking me relentlessly as her own climax matches mine in intensity.
I can't stop thrusting, can't stop releasing inside her. My hips move of their own accord, driving deeper and deeper as her symbiote-enhanced muscles contract around me. Her face emerges from the living darkness, the symbiote peeling back to reveal her beautiful features contorted in ecstasy, blue eyes wide and wild.
"I love you," I gasp as she cups my face between her hands, her fingers trembling against my skin.
"Yes, Shane, yes," she moans, pulling me down to her. "We love you so much."
Our lips crash together in a desperate kiss as I continue pouring myself into her. Her tongue finds mine, hungry and demanding, tasting of something alien yet achingly familiar. The symbiote dances across our connected bodies, heightening every sensation to an almost unbearable degree.
I thrust again, harder, deeper, and impossibly, the pleasure intensifies. Her pussy contracts with supernatural strength, undulating and pulsing around me like it has a mind of its own. I feel her climax again, her entire body shuddering beneath mine as she cries out my name against my lips.
"It won't stop," I gasp, my voice barely recognizable through the haze of pleasure. "Ellie, I can't stop…"
"Don't stop," she commands, her nails digging into my back, drawing blood that the symbiote immediately absorbs. "Give us everything."
Suddenly, Ellie's body spasms beneath mine with an intensity I've never felt before. A rush of warmth floods around me as she begins to squirt, her release soaking both of us as she trembles uncontrollably. The sensation triggers something primal in me, and my own climax intensifies beyond anything I thought possible.
"Ellie…" I gasp, overwhelmed as my body continues pumping into her without any sign of stopping.
My vision blurs as tears begin streaming down my face, the physical pleasure merging with something deeper, more profound, a connection so intense it breaks something open inside me. I'm whimpering now, completely undone.
Through my tears, I see Ellie's expression shift from pure ecstasy to concern as she notices my face. Her hands, trembling and slick with sweat, reach up to cup my cheeks, thumbs gently brushing away the tears even as her body continues to shudder beneath mine.
"It's okay, baby," she whispers, her voice breaking as another wave of pleasure hits her. Her blue eyes lock with mine, filled with so much tenderness it makes my heart ache. "I love you."
Those three words break me completely. Happiness surges through me alongside the relentless pleasure, an emotion so pure and overwhelming that I can barely breathe. I lean down, pressing my lips against hers in a desperate, messy kiss, our bodies still locked in this impossible cycle of release.
Time loses all meaning as we remain locked together, our bodies refusing to separate.
Finally, it ends.
The endless waves of pleasure crash to a halt like someone cutting power to a machine. The constant release that felt like it would go on forever just... stops. My body gives one final shuddering thrust, emptying the last of what seems like an impossible amount into Ellie.
My vision tunnels, darkness creeping in from the edges. I can barely make out Ellie's face below me, her blue eyes wide with concern as her mouth forms words I can no longer hear.
"I'm feel so sl…" I try to say, but my voice sounds distant, like it's coming from someone else.
The last thing I feel is Ellie's strong arms wrapping around me as my muscles give out completely. My consciousness slips away like water through fingers, darkness swallowing me whole as I collapse against her chest.