Morrigan stiffens as the beast plants its foul seed in her womb, and snarled in frustration, knowing she would not be released till this thing was done with her. She continues to try and resist the being's assault upon her sex, but it was getting harder the longer it went. And it felt so good, not like the delicate, pleasurable intimacy that Akael often gave her...<br/><br/>[Resist = 27 (barely passed, whew.)<br/>prowess = 21]