Chapter 1100. She’s Panicking When I’m About To Finally Come Inside Her!**

Chapter 1100: 1100. She’s Panicking When I’m About To Finally Come Inside Her!**

Rex didn’t give her time to adjust. He began to fuck her with a renewed, supernatural ferocity, each thrust deeper and harder than the last.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

The sound of his pelvis hitting hers was like gunfire in the quiet room.

"Yes! Take it all!" Rex roared, his hips moving in a blur of motion. "Feel it all the way down to your womb!"

"Feel me claiming you one last time before you go play house!"

"STOP! STOP IT! AHHH!"

"REX! PLEASE! I’M GOING TO BREAK!"

"AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" Morwenna’s cries dissolved into incoherent wails.

Her vision blurred as her brain struggled to process the overload of pain and pleasure. Her cunt was convulsing around him, milking his cock with desperate, involuntary spasms even as she begged for mercy.

The puddle beneath her grew larger with every thrust as her fluids mixed violently with the renewed assault.

SQUELCH THWACK! SQUELCH THWACK!

"Nnngh... ahhh... fuck yes!" Rex grunted, his pace becoming inhumanly fast. "Open up for me, Morwenna! Take every fucking drop!"

Rex was no longer restraining himself; he had unleashed the full fury of his stamina. He seized Morwenna’s left leg, hauling it high up past her shoulder while his other hand gripped her hip like a vice.

The position forced her pelvis upward at an impossible angle, offering him unobstructed access to every sensitive nerve ending.

THWACK! SQUELCH! SLAP!

The impact was deafening in the dimly lit room. Each thrust was deeper than the last, his cock bottoming out against her cervix with a wet, meaty sound that made her entire body shudder.

"Ahhh~! Fuck yes!" Rex roared, his head thrown back as he relished the sensation. "Bare cock really is the best!"

"Nothing compares to feeling you raw like this, Morwenna!"

Morwenna’s head thrashed against the pillow, her eyes rolling back in her head. The physical sensation was overwhelming, a relentless tide of pleasure that felt more like drowning.

"Wait... no way..." she gasped between ragged breaths, her voice cracking with exhaustion and disbelief. "When... when are you going to stop fucking me...?!"

"Please... I can’t... I can’t take any more!"

But Rex was intoxicated by the way her body reacted to him. The way her internal muscles clung to him as if afraid he would leave was driving him to the brink of insanity.

"The suction of your folds is coming through directly," he groaned, his voice dropping to a husky, dangerous register. "I can really feel your love, Morwenna."

"Your cunt is fucking hugging me like it never wants me to leave."

SQUELCH PLAP! SQUELCH PLAP!

The wet sounds of his cock sliding in and out of her flooded her ears. "Mmmph! Nnnngh! AHHH!"

Her moans were becoming involuntary spasms of sound. Every time he withdrew almost completely before slamming back home, she felt a jolt of electricity shoot through her spine.

Rex suddenly leaned forward, his massive frame looming over her like a shadow. He pressed his face close to hers, his breath hot and smelling of sweat and raw desire.

His eyes were wild, locked onto hers with terrifying intensity.

"This is the best, Morwenna," he whispered against her lips. "This is exactly where you belong."

Terror and frustration finally flared through her exhaustion.

"D-don’t mess around!" she shrieked, trying to push his face away with weak, unsteady hands. "Pull it out right now!!!"

"Hurry up and pull it out—!"

Her demand was cut short. Before she could draw breath for another plea, Rex crashed his mouth down onto hers.

It wasn’t a kiss; it was an assault. His tongue forced its way past her lips with crushing dominance, claiming her mouth with the same ruthless ownership he claimed her body.

"Mmph!! Nnnngh... hmmmph!!" Morwenna’s protest died in her throat as his tongue tangled violently with hers.

He tasted of salt and dominance, his mouth hot and demanding. He smothered her words, silencing her screams by filling her mouth completely, leaving her gasping for air through his lips.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

While his mouth claimed her voice, his cock continued its merciless work below. The dual stimulation was catastrophic for her senses.

She was being fucked brutally while simultaneously being kissed with a possessive ferocity that left her helpless. She could only make muffled, desperate sounds against his mouth. Mmmph! Nngh, ahhh! as her body surrendered to the overwhelming onslaught.

Rex growled into her mouth, a sound of pure, unadulterated triumph. He could feel her tongue fluttering helplessly against his, her body arching upward to meet every devastating thrust of his hips.

He was claiming her entirely—her body, her voice, and her very breath.

Rex shifted his weight, bringing his entire muscular frame down on top of her. He wrapped his powerful arms around her, crushing her breasts against his chest in a bone-deep embrace that felt less like affection and more like a predator securing its prey.

He locked her legs around his waist with his own strength, trapping her in a vice-like grip.

Then, he focused. Morwenna could feel a shift in his energy, a sudden, terrifying concentration of all his supernatural stamina into his hips and his cock.

His movements ceased to be merely human; they became something mechanical, relentless, and devastatingly precise.

THWACK! SQUELCH! THWACK! SQUELCH!

The speed increased exponentially. His cock became a piston of pure muscle, hammering into her with such velocity that her entire body blurred against the mattress.

The sound was wet, obscene, and deafening, the rhythmic slap of his groin against her ass creating a staccato of violence that filled every corner of the room.

"AAAAHHHHH! REX! STOP! STOP IT!" Morwenna screamed.

In her desperation, her nails found purchase on the hard planes of his back. She began clawing at him frantically, leaving red furrows across his skin as she fought for air.

Finally, she managed to twist her head sideways, breaking his crushing kiss just long enough to draw a ragged, desperate breath.

"This isn’t—" she gasped, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks. "This isn’t the time for joking around!"

"Rex, listen to me!"

"If you cum inside me now... after everything... it’s going to lead to something that can’t be undone!"

"You know what that means! Please, don’t—"

Her warning about conception, about the irreversible consequences of his climax, hung unfinished in the air, thick with terror. She looked at him with pleading eyes, begging for a shred of restraint, a moment of sanity.

Rex didn’t flinch. He didn’t hesitate.

He simply pulled back slightly, and in the dim light, Morwenna saw him slowly lick his own lips with a hungry, predatory satisfaction. His eyes remained dark, cold, and utterly unconcerned with her warnings.

He didn’t give a single fuck about consequences; he didn’t care about the future, about responsibilities, or about the irreversible mark he was about to leave on her body.

"Undone?" he growled, his voice a low rumble of pure menace. "Good."

Without another word, he accelerated. His hips became a blur of motion, the pounding becoming so fast it sounded like a single, continuous wet roar.

SPLATCH THWACK SPLATCH THWACK!

"NOOOO! REX!"

"AHHH! HNNNNGH! OH GOD!" Morwenna’s screams turned into high-pitched keening as her nervous system began to short-circuit.

The sheer speed of his thrusts was disorienting; she felt as though she were being impaled over and over again. "I CAN’T... AAAAAHHHHHHHH!"

Her internal muscles were convulsing in a desperate attempt to protect herself, but they only served to grip him tighter, milking him even as she begged him to stop. Every thrust pushed her further toward a breaking point she couldn’t survive.

Rex’s breathing became ragged, each exhale a guttural grunt of triumph.

"I’m doing it, Morwenna," he hissed through clenched teeth, his hips driving with final, apocalyptic force. "I’m filling you up!"

"I’m marking you forever!"

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

"AAAAHHHHHHHHHHH! REX! PLEASE!"

"NOOOO--AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!"