Vyre only growled in response and shut her eyes as she gave into the pleasure overtaking her. The more Ashia drank the faster Vyre's breasts produced milk until they grew to meet the demand. The Elf came with a happy moan but didn't slow her movements at all.<span style="color: #a64dff"> "Not just a mother... I'll never be just a mother. I am your mate. Now I want you on top again... me on my back... Fuck me, my love... fuck me until neither of us can move."</span><br/><br/>Once free of Order Karrie gasped and held her head as she crumpled to the ground and slowly curled into a ball.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"You never wanted to help, you just wanted to be 'right' and fix me. No better than The'kal." </span>With a considerable amount of effort she stood up and looked at Rachel before stumbling into the kitchen for a knife where she sloppily slashed her wrists.<span style="color: #ff4d4d">"My fate is in my hands."</span>Once bleeding, she sat down at the kitchen table and waited to bleed out.<br/><br/><span style="color: #666600">"Wow, well you're just fucking useless aren't you? At least we see where your clan gets its uselessness and why everyone hates them... maybe that corrupted version was on to something with hunting your kin down."</span>She sighed angrily and shook her head.<span style="color: #666600">"I need to go kick Order's ass, while you decide on what you want to do I'm going to go check on my granddaughter and <i>undo everything Order just did</i>."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>