For a few moments Edwyrd thought about stopping, or at the very least seeing what he could extort out of her now that he had Lavi in a position where she was left begging like this. But he just as quickly dismissed that idea. If he gave her that opportunity then she might find some way  to reverse whatever had happened, and then it would be back to a life of suffering. There was no way that he was letting that happen if he could help it.<br/><br/><strong>"Too late,</strong>" he panted, not stopping now, as if the pleasure coursing through his body would allow him to do that. Her writhing just made it that much better as she twisted on his shaft, trying to get away. A pity, but this was what the ritual seemed to want and who was he to refuse?<br/><br/>At last he couldn't hold back anymore, simply overwhelmed by the sensations that had been brought on by his newly endowed shaft. With a cry he came, buried in her rear as he empited himself into her ass and completed the ritual. This ould herald the start of his new life, but right now all there was was the pleasure.