Vivian choked on air with the next thrust, and shook under him, her eyes slowly closing. She didn't want to watch him force her open with every thrust. The next she cried out as he hit her womb and her hand covered her mouth to stop her from being sick. She panted in air, eyes tight and hoped he would finish soon. She kept her throat bared to him, and forced her body to relax between his thrusts, but very little was working on the stabbing pain of his thrusts and the ache of her sore sex being broken.<br/><br/>She knew he was claiming her in every way. No other would ever be able to touch her like him, even if they could over power them both and force her into it. No other would have her mark, or receive his. But she was close to doubting she would make it through. Her species wasn't made for a mate like him. Even with her power rolling from her, she wasn't able to transform, his holding her tightly bound.<br/><br/>She wanted to beg of him, plead for his gentleness, but no words could come. She just tried to breath and hold on for him to finish. She couldn't argue his claim as his words broke open her heart, nor struggle. She just wanted this time to end, even if his caresses felt vaguely good, even if she didn't feel the tearing heat now that she was slick. She tried to pull her mind into what would be when he was done, when she would be mate to a powerful demon, but she couldn't break away fully, her eyes glazed.