The once-unbearable stretch now felt... satisfying. Every thrust sent ripples of sensation through Maya, her walls clenching around him despite her mind screaming at her to stop.
"No… no…" she whimpered weakly, her voice trailing off as another surge of pleasure made her shudder. Her nails dug into the sheets beneath her as she tried to ground herself, but it was no use.
Her body had its own desires, and it was responding to Ross in ways she couldn't control.
Ross, for his part, seemed to revel in her transformation. His eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he watched her resistance crumble, piece by piece.
He slowed his thrusts for a moment, drawing himself out almost entirely before slamming back into her with brutal force.
Maya cried out, her moan a mix of pain and reluctant pleasure, and Ross's grin widened.
"See, Maya?" he said, his voice low and taunting. "Your body knows what it wants. You're finally learning to take me, aren't you?"
