Chapter 1091. Even The Great Matriarch Can’t Resist The Way My Body Looked**

Chapter 1091: 1091. Even The Great Matriarch Can’t Resist The Way My Body Looked**

Rex rolled onto his front, shifting to face her directly on the bed. As he moved, the firelight danced across his skin, highlighting every ridge and valley of his physique.

Morwenna froze, her breath catching audibly in her throat. Up close, the sheer scale of him was overwhelming.

Her eyes traced the impossible breadth of his shoulders, the corded muscle of his abdomen, and the way his chest seemed to expand like a living engine.

’W-what is that build...?!’ she screamed silently in her mind, her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird. ’Those shoulders... they could crush me without even trying.’

’And those arms...’

To her mounting frustration and arousal, Rex still kept his trousers on, the fabric straining against the obvious, heavy bulge beneath. He was deliberately withholding the full spectacle, teasing her with the promise of what was to come.

Before she could process the sight, he moved with lightning speed. He grabbed both of her wrists in one of his massive hands, pinning them above her head against the pillows.

"Ahhnn...!" Morwenna gasped as the mattress dipped under his weight.

The sheer power in his grip made her feel fragile, like porcelain about to shatter.

’What is this body...?’ she wondered frantically, her pupils dilating as she stared up at him. ’Is he really the same age as Iris...?’

’How can someone so young possess such terrifying strength?’

"You’re staring, Morwenna," Rex rumbled, his voice dripping with predatory amusement. "Do you like what you see?"

"I... I shouldn’t—ahhh!" She cut off with a whimper as he shifted his weight, pressing his pelvis against hers.

Even through layers of clothing, the hardness of him was unmistakable.

Rex didn’t wait for an answer. His free hand descended, finding her breasts.

Even through the lace of her bra, his grip was relentless. He squeezed them firmly and kneaded the soft flesh, testing her reactions. "Mmmph... ahh! Rex, please... nngh..."

Morwenna’s head tossed from side to side on the pillow. Her mind was a storm of conflicting impulses. ’I haven’t had sex in decades... and now...’

’I’m about to be held by such a giant... ngghhh!’

The humiliation was being rapidly overtaken by a flood of sensation she hadn’t felt in a lifetime. Rex lowered his head, his mouth finding the sensitive column of her throat.

He began to lick the skin there in slow, wet strokes before sucking hard on the tendon.

"Wait... hold on a second!" Morwenna cried out, her voice cracking. "We should... ah!"

"Nnngh! We need to... mmm..." She tried to twist away, but he was an immovable object, his body pinning her down with absolute authority.

"Heh, it’s alright," Rex whispered against her skin, his breath hot and humid. "I’ll make sure to loosen this part up too."

His hand slid down from her chest, past her stomach, until his palm landed flat against the crotch of her panties. Morwenna’s eyes flew open, her back arching off the bed involuntarily.

"Ahh! No ahhh! Mmmmnnnn!"

He didn’t stop. Using two fingers, he began to rub circles directly over her clit through the thin fabric of her panties.

The friction was maddening too much and too little all at once.

"Nnngh... ah! Ahh! Rex, stop... don’t stop—ahhh!" Her words became a nonsensical stream of pleasure and protest.

The fabric of the panties became damp as her body betrayed her completely, the lace catching on her swollen flesh. "Mmmph... ahhh... oh god... hnnnngh!"

Rex’s thumb pressed harder, finding the exact spot that made her toes curl and her hips buck against his hand.

"That’s it, Morwenna," he growled, watching her face contort in ecstasy. "Show me how much the great matriarch wants this."

Rex’s smirk deepened as he felt the heat radiating from her. He wasn’t interested in gentleness; he wanted to see how far he could push her before she completely came apart.

With a sudden, rough tug, he hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulled. Instead of removing them completely, he dragged the fabric downward until the damp, lacey material was forced deep between her swollen folds.

"Ahhnnn! Oh... ahhh! Nnngh!" Morwenna’s back arched violently off the bed, her hips jerking upward as the friction of the fabric pressed directly against her hyper sensitive clit.

The sensation was overwhelming too much, too sudden and she let out a high pitched keen that echoed off the walls.

Rex let out a satisfied grunt. "Mmm, you’re already soaking wet, Morwenna."

With practiced ease, he hooked his fingers into the sides of the panties and shoved them aside, clearing the way until her slick, pink entrance was fully exposed to the firelight.

Without hesitation, he plunged two thick fingers inside her.

"Nnnngh! Ahhh! Rex wait--ahhh! Hnnnngh!" Her legs shook uncontrollably as he began to pump his fingers in and out, stretching her tight walls.

The wet, squelching sounds of his fingers sliding against her arousal filled the quiet room.

Rex leaned down, his breath hot against her ear as he continued the relentless thrusting. "Heh, you’re letting out such sweet sounds!"

"Tell me, Morwenna... how long has it been since you last had sex?"

"How long have you been starving for this?"

Morwenna’s mind was a haze of white noise and throbbing pleasure. "W-what... ahh! Are you... asking me... mmmph... ahhh! Nnngh!"

She couldn’t even form a coherent sentence. The humiliation of admitting her loneliness was being burned away by the raw, physical reality of his fingers claiming her.

"I want to hear it later," Rex growled, his eyes darkening with hunger. "Right now, it’s time to open these up too!"

His free hand reached up, seizing the cups of her bra. With one swift motion, he yanked the garment down past her ribs.

Her massive breasts spilled free, heavy and pale in the lamplight, swaying with her labored breathing.

"Fuck, Morwenna... such massive fucking tits!" he swore hoarsely.

His gaze locked onto her nipples, which had transformed into dark, swollen peaks. "Your nipples are rock hard!"

"Look at them!"

"Ahhnnn! No... mmmph... ahh!" Morwenna cried out as he leaned down, capturing one nipple between his lips.

He didn’t just kiss it; he sucked hard, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud before his teeth grazed the tip.

"Ahh! Ahhh! Oh god! Nnngh!" The dual stimulation his fingers working inside her while his mouth claimed her breast pushed her toward the brink of madness.

Her fingers clawed at the silk sheets, bunching them up as she writhed beneath him.

’Even my nipples... they’re at their limits...’ she thought frantically, her vision blurring. ’I can’t... I can’t take any more... ahhh! Hnnnngh!’

The sounds she made were no longer controlled; they were primal screams of need and surrender. "Rex... ahhh!"

"More... mmmmnnnn... please... ahhh!" The matriarch of Nightwing was gone, replaced by a woman drowning in a sea of sensation she had forgotten existed.

Rex was no longer interested in gentle exploration; he was hunting for her breaking point. His mouth became a weapon, his tongue lashing against her sensitive nipple with increasing ferocity.

He sucked her breast into his mouth with such force that Morwenna felt the pressure deep in her chest, his teeth grazing the underside of the peaked tip in a way that sent jolts of electricity straight down to her groin.

"Ahh! Ahhnnn! Rex!"

"Stop, no, mmmmnnnn! Ahhh!" Morwenna’s cries became increasingly desperate.

Her hips were bucking wildly now, chasing the friction of his fingers, which were working inside her with punishing speed. Each thrust of his digits felt like it was reaching deeper into her soul, stirring up memories and desires she had buried under decades of duty and decorum.

’So very thoroughly...’ she thought through the haze of pleasure, her mind fracturing. ’But he just keeps tormenting me relentlessly... he won’t let me catch my breath... ahhh! Nnngh!’

Rex’s other hand was relentless. He wasn’t just fingering her anymore; he was claiming her, his knuckles grinding against her clit while his fingers stretched her opening to its limit.

The wet, slapping sounds of his palm against her thighs mixed with the obscene squelching from inside her. He increased the pace, his movements becoming crude, powerful, and unyielding.

"Nnnngh—ah! Ahh! OH GOD! REX! AHHHNNN!" Morwenna’s voice rose to a crescendo.

Her entire body tensed like a bowstring pulled to its breaking point. Her toes curled tight, her thighs spasmed around his wrist, and a long, keening scream tore from her throat as a wave of involuntary pleasure crashed over her.

Her vision went white as her orgasm seized her muscles, her walls clamping down on his fingers in desperate, milking spasms.

Just as she began to sink into the aftershocks, shuddering and gasping for air, Rex abruptly stopped the sucking.

He pulled away from her breast, leaving it glistening with saliva, and suddenly intensified the pressure of his fingers inside her, thrusting hard and fast despite her body still twitching from the climax.

"Ahh! Ahh! No... wait... mmmph!" Morwenna whined, her voice weak and broken. "I... I can’t... ahh! Nnngh!"

Rex let out a low, mocking chuckle that vibrated against her overheated skin.

"Huh," he rumbled, his eyes glinting with cruel satisfaction as he watched her pupils dilate. "I was just trying to loosen you up, but you already had a light climax?"