Chapter 1094. An Old Hag That Still Have Some Tightness Around It! Actual Peak!**

Chapter 1094: 1094. An Old Hag That Still Have Some Tightness Around It! Actual Peak!**

A massive, blood-curdling scream ripped from Morwenna’s throat as he impaled her. The force of the thrust was so immense that it felt as though he had punched through her entire torso.

Her back arched so sharply that only her head and heels touched the mattress. Her vision went white for several seconds as her internal organs seemed to shift to accommodate the monstrous intrusion.

The sound in the room was deafening: the wet, meaty thwack of his pelvis slamming against hers, followed immediately by her ragged, broken sobbing moans.

"Haaah... ahhh! Nnnngh!"

"Oh god... oh fuck... ahhhnnn!" Her body was in complete shock; the fullness was overwhelming, a sensation of being split open from the inside out that made her brain short circuit.

Rex didn’t give her time to adjust. He immediately began to withdraw halfway and then thrust back in with devastating force.

Squelch, slap, squelch, slap.

Each impact drove the air from her lungs.

"Fuck, you’re tight," Rex groaned, his teeth bared in a snarl of pleasure. "Even after all that stretching, you’re still gripping me like you never want me to leave."

"I can’t—ahh! I can’t breathe... nnngh! Ahhhnnn!"

"Rex! Too deep! You’re going too deep! Mmmmnnnn!" Morwenna’s screams devolved into incoherent wails as her pleasure centers exploded under the relentless assault.

Every thrust felt like it was hitting her womb directly, sending waves of overwhelming sensation crashing through her.

The sheer brutality of the penetration pushed Morwenna past the point of coherent thought. Her body went completely rigid as Rex buried himself to the hilt for the second time, the impact sending a shockwave through her entire nervous system.

Her head rolled back violently against the pillows, her neck straining. Her eyes flew open wide, pupils blown so large they seemed to swallow the whites entirely, staring blankly at the ceiling in a state of pure sensory overload.

Her mouth hung open, her tongue lolling out helplessly as she gasped for air that wouldn’t come.

’What is this...?’ Her mind flickered like a dying candle. ’All the way in... all at once... it’s too much... my cervix is getting crushed... ahhhnnn!’

Rex pulled back just enough to observe the damage he was doing, a sadistic grin spreading across his face. He watched as the thick shaft disappeared completely into her slick, swollen folds.

Because of how massive he was, the flesh of her lower abdomen actually began to distend slightly, the unmistakable shape of his cock stretching her womb outward from the inside.

"Oh my god," Rex purred, his voice dripping with dark satisfaction as he watched her stomach react to his intrusion. "Look at that."

"Swallowing it all... you’re taking every single millimeter." He leaned down, his chest pressing against her heaving breasts. "From now on, Morwenna, I’m going to make you cum so many times you’ll forget your own name."

"You’ll be nothing but my personal cock sleeve."

Morwenna couldn’t answer. All she could manage was a broken, wet whimper.

"Haaah... ahh... nnnngh..."

Rex wasn’t interested in mercy. He grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head, and shifted his weight forward into a punishing mating press.

He lowered his entire torso onto hers, crushing her into the mattress and eliminating any space between them. The position forced her hips up at an angle that made every thrust even more invasive, driving his cock directly against her most sensitive internal walls.

"I’m going to start moving now, okay?!" Rex growled, his eyes burning with predatory hunger. "Hold on tight, Morwenna."

Then, he began to pound.

Thwack! Squelch! Slap!

The sounds were rhythmic and violent, echoing off the walls. Rex abandoned all pretense of gentleness, using his superior strength to drive his hips forward with bone-jarring force.

Each thrust was a sledgehammer to her insides, sending vibrations through her spine.

"AAAAHHHHHHH! NNNGH! REX! STOP NO AHHHNNN!" Morwenna’s screams became a continuous, high-pitched wail. Her body was being dismantled.

The pleasure was so intense it felt like pain; the pain was so overwhelming it felt like ecstasy. Her mind was fracturing, the matriarchal dignity she once held dissolving into a puddle of raw, animalistic need.

Rex’s pace increased, his thrusts becoming faster and shallower before plunging deep again, deliberately grinding his cock against her cervix with every stroke.

"That’s it! Scream for me!" he commanded, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "Let everyone know who owns you!"

"I... I can’t! Ahhh! Mmmmnnnn! Rex!"

"Too fast! Too hard! Ahhhnnn!"

"Oh god, oh fuck! Hnnngh! AHHH!" Morwenna’s legs shook uncontrollably, her thighs spasming around his waist as her clit was repeatedly crushed between their bodies.

Her consciousness was fading, replaced by the singular, overwhelming sensation of being filled, stretched, and utterly ruined from her pussy to her very mind.

For the first time in her life, Morwenna felt completely undone. The matriarch who had commanded respect for decades was gone, replaced by a woman who looked utterly vulnerable, exposed, and broken beneath Rex’s relentless assault.

Her legs flailed weakly against the sheets, her strength drained by the sheer intensity of what he was doing to her.

"Hyahhh... ahhh!"

"Slower... Rex, please, slower...!" she sobbed out, her voice cracking.

Her body was already at its breaking point; the internal friction was becoming a searing heat that made every nerve ending scream.

Rex’s response was a cruel, dark laugh that reverberated through her chest. "If you say things like that, Morwenna, it just makes me want to tease you even more...!"

Instead of slowing down, he drove himself into her with renewed fury, each thrust more punishing than the last.

The room became a chaos of wet, slapping sounds and Morwenna’s desperate cries. Rex wasn’t content with just using his muscles; he tapped into his magic to escalate the torment.

His eyes flashed amber as he used his telekinesis to seize control of her hips. He didn’t just fuck her; he manipulated her body like a puppet, forcing her pelvis to tilt up and down in perfect synchronization with his brutal thrusts, ensuring that every millimeter of his cock found purchase against her most sensitive spots.

"You shouldn’t do that," Rex growled, his hips slamming into hers with a sound like thunder. "You’re just pleasing me by saying things that get me all worked up!"

"Stop... no...! Ahhnnn!"

"Please, stop it! Hnnngh!" Morwenna’s protests were increasingly hollow, her body betraying her as she began to arch involuntarily against his cock.

Rex’s cock seemed to grow even more sensitive as he accelerated, his movements becoming a blur of motion. "If you’re saying that naturally, Morwenna... you’re seriously cute when you beg!"

The pace became inhumanly fast. The telekinetic force grinding her hips against his made the penetration feel deeper than physically possible.

"No~! Don’t grind it like that...!"

"Ahhh! Nnngh! My insides ahhnnn!" Her scream cut off into a strangled gasp as Rex deliberately twisted his cock while buried deep inside her.

He wasn’t just thrusting anymore; he was grinding the broad head of his cock against her cervix with a circular, punishing motion that felt like it was redecorating her organs.

"Aha~! Did you like having your womb ground until you were about to fart?!" Rex taunted, his voice thick with arousal as he watched her face contort in a mixture of agony and obscene ecstasy.

He could feel her internal muscles spasming around him, milking him with involuntary, desperate contractions.

"No! That’s not it...!"

"Ahhh! Oh fuck! Nnngh!"

"It’s too much! Rex, please!"

"I’m going to break! AHHHHH!" Morwenna shrieked, her eyes rolling back again.

She could feel the internal damage, not the kind that bled, but the kind that left her mind feeling shattered. His cock felt like it was reshaping her, stretching her womb and pounding against her very soul.

Squelch slap, squelch slap, squelch slap!

"You’re not breaking, Morwenna," Rex whispered harshly against her sweat-slicked neck as he delivered a series of rapid-fire thrusts that made her entire body vibrate. "You’re just being remade."

"My personal sleeve... My perfect, screaming toy."

"Nnngh... ahhh... ahhhhnnn! REX! REX! AHHHHH!" Her screams became a continuous note of surrender as the telekinetic grinding and the relentless pounding pushed her over the edge of sanity.