Chapter 107 - Thick Enough to Tear Them Apart

"I know," Raven said simply.

Then he pushed.

The head of his cock—thick, slick with her juices—pressed against her tight back entrance. Stretched it. The resistance was incredible.

But he kept pushing.

"AAAAHHH~!! NO~!! IT’S TOO BIG~!!"

Sophia’s hands flew up, pressing against his chest, trying to push him away. But she might as well have been pushing against a mountain.

Her ass stretched. Wider. Impossibly wide.

Then—’pop’—the head slipped inside.

"AAAAAANNNNGGGHHHH~!!"

The scream was inhuman. Pure agony. Her back arched so severely her spine looked like it might snap. Her whole body went rigid.

Raven’s hand clamped over her mouth. Muffling the scream.

"It’s tight," he said conversationally, like he was commenting on the weather. "Very tight."

Then he thrust deeper.

Inch by inch, his cock invaded her ass. Stretched her virgin hole around his impossible girth. Split her open in ways she’d never imagined.

"Mmmph~!! Nnngh~!! Aaahhh~!!"

Her muffled screams vibrated against his palm. Tears poured down her face. Her eyes were wide, panicked, overwhelmed.

But he didn’t stop.

Didn’t slow.

Just kept pushing until he was buried balls-deep in her ass.

Then—while still holding her mouth—he looked across the room.

Directly at Veronica.

Their eyes met.

Veronica’s hand froze between her legs. Her breath caught.

Because she saw it in his eyes. The promise. The threat.

’You’re next. And I’m going to do the same to you.’

Her body responded before her mind could catch up. Her hips twitched. Her pussy clenched. Fresh wetness gushed down her thighs.

She was terrified.

And so fucking aroused she could barely stand.

Raven smiled at her reaction.

Then started to move.

PAAH! PAAH! PAAH!

He fucked Sophia’s ass with the same brutal efficiency he’d used on her pussy. No mercy. No gentleness. Just raw, dominating power.

"Mmmph~!! Nnngh~!! Aaahhh~!!"

Every muffled scream made his cock throb. Every tear that ran down her face made him harder.

The other women watched in complete shock.

Hana’s mouth hung open. "Her ass—oh god—her ass is taking all of it—"

Yuna’s hand had returned between her legs, moving on autopilot. She couldn’t help it. The sight was too much. Too overwhelming.

Even Veronica, terrified as she was, kept rubbing herself. Kept watching. Kept getting wetter.

PAAH! PAAH! PAAH!

"Nnngh~!! Aaahhh~!! Mmmph~!!"

Sophia’s body was completely limp now. Only Raven’s grip kept her in place. Her eyes had rolled back again. Her mind shutting down to protect itself from the overwhelming sensation.

Then—suddenly—Raven pulled out.

His cock emerged from her ass with an obscene ’squelch’. Her hole gaped, twitching, stretched wide.

He released her mouth.

Released her body.

She collapsed onto the bed like a puppet with cut strings. Lay there gasping, twitching, completely destroyed.

Her eyes were half-lidded. Unfocused. Her mouth hung open, drool pooling on the sheets. Her body occasionally convulsed—aftershocks of sensation too intense to process.

Raven stood there, cock still hard, covered in fluids. His chest rose and fell with steady breaths. Not even winded.

He looked down at Sophia’s wrecked body. Then casually began stroking himself.

One hand wrapped around his shaft. Pumping slowly. His purple eyes swept the room.

Past the unconscious women.

Past Yuna and Hana.

Settled on Veronica.

She flinched under his gaze.

He walked toward her. Slowly. Each step deliberate. His hand never stopped moving on his cock.

Veronica’s back pressed against the wall. She had nowhere to go.

He stopped a foot away. Still stroking. His cock pointed directly at her.

"Given how many men you’ve fucked," he said, his voice low and dangerous, "your pussy must be very loose. Doesn’t it?"

The words should have been insulting. Degrading.

But Veronica’s response was to moan.

"Yes," she breathed. Her hand moved faster between her legs, rubbing her clit desperately. "Yes—I’m so loose—I need—"

"A horse dick," Raven finished for her. "Don’t you?"

"Yes~!"

Her eyes never left his cock. Watched his hand stroke up and down. Watched the way his muscles flexed. Watched precum bead at the tip.

They stayed like that for a long moment. Just... locked in eye contact. His hand pumping his cock. Her hand rubbing her pussy.

Ignoring everyone else in the room. The world narrowed to just the two of them.

Then Raven’s pace increased.

His hand moved faster. His grip tightened. His breathing deepened.

"Open your mouth," he commanded.

Veronica’s mouth fell open instantly. Tongue out. Ready.

But Raven’s aim went higher.

His cock pulsed once. Twice.

Then erupted.

Thick ropes of cum sprayed out. The first shot went directly across her face. Across her closed eyes. Her nose. Her cheeks.

"Ahh—!"

Veronica’s hands came up instinctively, crossing in front of her face to shield herself.

But Raven grabbed her wrists. Pulled them down.

"Show me your face," he growled.

She hesitated for only a second.

Then slowly lowered her hands.

Exposed her face completely.

Just in time for the next load.

Splatter.

More cum painted her features. Coated her forehead. Dripped down her nose. Covered her lips.

He was marking her.

Claiming her.

Showing every woman in this room who she belonged to.

Veronica’s whole body trembled. Her hips jerked forward. And she came—hard—just from the sensation of being marked. From the degradation. From the ownership.

"Aaahhh~!"

Her pussy gushed, spraying fluid down her thighs, soaking what remained of her dress.

Behind them, Sophia’s body gave one final, full-body convulsion.

Her back arched off the bed. Her legs splayed. Her nipples—swollen and red—hardened to painful points.

And she squirted.

Not a little. A fountain.

Clear fluid sprayed from her pussy, arcing through the air, soaking the sheets beneath her. Her whole body shook violently, every muscle seizing, eyes rolling back to show only whites.

Then she went completely still.

Unconscious. Destroyed. Broken.

Raven barely glanced at her. His attention was still on Veronica.

On her cum-covered face. On her trembling body. On the desperate, hungry look in her eyes.

Then—

A notification appeared.

Not audible. Not visible to the women.

But Raven saw it. Hovering in his vision like a holographic display.

[INCUBUS ABILITY: MARK THE WOMAN ]

[ACCEPT?]

Raven’s smile was slow. Wicked.

He looked at Sophia’s destroyed body. At the way she lay there, utterly wrecked, leaking from both holes.

Then back at Veronica. At Hana in her bonds. At Yuna trembling on the bed.

"Mark her," he said aloud.

The words hung in the air.

Every woman still conscious felt the shift in the air. The pheromones intensified. The room seemed to pulse.

They all looked.

And watched in horror as his cock expanded.

Nine inches became ten.

The shaft thickened. The head swelled. Veins became more pronounced.

Ten inches became eleven.

Still growing.

Veronica’s eyes widened. "What—"

Eleven inches became twelve.

"Oh god—"

Still growing.

Yuna scrambled backward on the bed, eyes huge. "No—"

Hana pulled against her bonds uselessly. "Stop—it’s too big—"

Twelve inches became thirteen.

The growth finally slowed. Stopped.

Raven’s cock hung between his legs. Impossibly thick. Impossibly long. Thirteen inches of meat that looked more like a weapon than a sex organ.

Every conscious woman stared at it.

Then—simultaneously—they all understood.

That thing was going inside them.

That thing was going to split them apart.

That thing was going to kill them.

Veronica’s voice came out as a strangled whisper. "W-we will die—!"