Kuram gasped at the beauty of her unmasked face. She still had the remains of her uniform on and it pleased him to get to have her when she should be at her strongest. He had to pretend not to be too eager, but her lovely pleas fed that want in him. He was going to pillage her while she still believed in him. These kinds of treats were far in between. Affectionate blood roiled in his cock when she had no choice but to stay open for him, thanks to the monster's help.<br/><br/>Even her wails were beautiful, shaking his skull until their intimacies met. He'd figured she'd be unwelcoming and it was painful to catch on her hot folds, but then the most beautiful tribute painted his weapon on the way out. He'd taken the romance out of her first time. Dear Juniper and all her fairytales. It wasn't like it wasn't his anyway. The way she was coiling herself around his fingers in their new relationship, it had been inevitable for him not to have her first.<br/><br/>This was infinitely better, her anguish clear with the squeeze of her defending tunnel. It only added to his pleasure now that drops of her life was helping as lubricant. "So good." he said mostly to himself, still playing the part of monster-puppet as he started moving as he liked inside her. Every thrust was every such touch she'd ever felt. He was all her lovers in one moment. It made him feel like a god of her body. He ate her screams as he invaded her again and again. Each time was easier, and let him forget about her biting pussy and enjoy the slickness of its hug, instead.<br/><br/>He grew more enthusiastic, punching himself inside the do-gooder who thought she'd just fight monster once someone had initiated her to the idea. She never thought it would end with her secret places being claimed and pillaged. Eventually, when he was sure the distress and overwhelming sensation of being fucked, not loved, would take her ability to scream all too loud away, he relented her upper lips to put some distance between their faces so he could watch as he methodically slaughtered her virginity. She might be drawn to see it too, below her tits bouncing with his pushes. If she'd been untouched before, she was being used up now.<br/><br/>He reveled in the scent of her private sweat and the blood that guaranteed her freshness. He crossed his blade over her free tits and pressed the broad side to her nipples, the cold of it sure to affect her even if most of her attention would be on her loss of the self she'd come to the arcade with. He shivered with a wealth of triumphs over her and the syndicate as his hips wrecked her faster, deeper, lifting her stomach for her with merciless skill and stamina.