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I know Aurelian pre-cum is an evolutionary solution to one overriding problem.

Natural selection provided Aurelians with a constantly dripping source of natural lubrication – to allow those impossibly huge cocks of their species to sink deep inside the tiny, tight cunts of human females. Without it, the Aurelians would tear them apart.

I’m still scared that will be the case, and I squeeze my thighs together in fear as I’m hypnotized by the sight of those pearly, glistening streams. A trail spews from the slits of those two huge cocks, right down to the ground between the Aurelian’s feet. Despite my fear, though, I’m suddenly soaking wet; and the pressure of clenching my thighs together only exacerbates the hot heartbeat I feel between them – of how fucking turned on I am right now.

Marcel, meanwhile, is aware of only me. He devours me – his tongue swirling around my mouth, ignoring all resistance.

Heightening all this is the relentless teasing, squirming intensity of the pleasure dress I still wear. It tantalizes every inch of my skin it touches – electrifying my arousal. I breathe in desperately, exulting in the deep, masculine musk of Marcel’s highly aroused body.

Even in this dank and fetid Toad ship, swilling with filth and garbage, I suddenly smell only Marcel; and it’s heaven. The scent ishisand his alone, and it drives me wild. For all this time, I’d been keeping my thighs tightly clenched together, but as my lungs fill with his pheromones, they suddenly snap open like a spring trap – stretching wider instinctively, inviting the huge, alpha male to fulfil his biological destiny.

I embrace my own. All resistance is gone, now. I know what my purpose is. I surrender.

I now accept that my bodycravesMarcel. I crave him like an addict craves his next hit. Marcel is as essential to me as oxygen. I want him – and I want him to surrender as I have done; to let go of everything that he’s holding back so he can fuck me like destiny intended.

And then, suddenly, Marcel draws his head back, gasping for air – and those slate-grey eyes of hischange.

There is no more thought in them – no more humanity. I might as well be looking into the eyes of a wild beast. He even roars like one – snarling like a bear and making me draw back in fear. The rigid timber I’m bound to is unyielding, though – and presses against my back no matter how hard I struggle. Meanwhile, the ropes bite at my wrists.

There is no escape.

For a moment, I try to close my legs again – although I’m not sure how rational the ‘rational’ part of my brain is being as it screams out to me not to let this happen…

I no longer have any choice in the matter – and I wouldn’t have wanted to stop this even if I could.

With a snarl, Marcel bats aside my last attempt at resistance – using his other hand to wrench apart my thighs, spreading me wide. He wouldn’t even feel any resistance if I desperately try to close them; but that’s no longer a possibility even if I’d wanted it to be. My pussy is now soaking fucking wet and my nipples are as hard as steel; painfully taut in desire for the massive, alpha beast.

Marcel’s muscles swell and tense. His biceps bulge. His forearms flex, the veins standing out and throbbing as desire pumps through them. Sweat drips from Marcel’s forehead as he lifts the hem of my dress and presses the huge head of his cock against my bare, defenseless little slit.

Each beat of his racing heart makes his cock throb and twitch against my clit. Electric need pulses through my body.

I’m so wet for him – but get even wetter as Marcel’s throbbing cock smears pre-cum across my pussy, coating my glistening lips. Will it be slick enough to allow that huge shaft to slide inside me? Or will it tear me apart?

I don’t care either way. Ineedthat huge cock deep inside of me –now!

The last of my resistance evaporates. My legs fall limp. Marcel’s eyes roll upward as he presses forwardintome – finally spreading the lips of my pussy apart and sinking inside of me.

I’m so fucking weak – so defenseless against the inexorable pressure of that thick, steel shaft.

“Yes!”

I gasp out in shock and desire as Marcel finallyopensme. He snarls, his body growing taut as he tries desperately to hold back – to not ruin me with his first thrust. His jaw clenches. His teeth grind. His lips draw back in an animalistic snarl.

I sense that Marcel’s instincts are commanding him toimpaleme – to sink every inch of that massive cock deep inside me, consequences be damned. His body shudders with desire. His steel fingers clench my thighs like he’s holding on for dear life – so hard he’s going to leave bruises that I’ll wear with pride.

He wrenches my legs apart, opening me wider for him. His thick, throbbing cockstretchesme as it sinks inside; my body trying desperately to adjust to the thick skewer stretching and filming me.

I want to run my hands over Marcel’s huge, sweaty body – to feel his chiseled abs beneath my fingertips – but my hands are tied tightly above my head, secured by those sentient ropes. I fight desperately against them, but I know I can’t escape.

Marcel buries his face into the crook of my neck, sucking in a lungful of my scent – shuddering as he works his huge, hard dick deeper and deeper inside of me. He forces himself further, never drawing back, and the instant I’malmostable to handle it all, he then forcesmoreinside me.

Yes, there’s pain – rough, scalding pain…

…but his alien pre-cum numbs the agony, drenching me in euphoria instead. Beneath the pain is a dark, deep, endless pleasure. It feels so fucking wrong – and yetsofucking right, all at the same time. It’s as if I’ve needed this darkness forever, without even knowing it. Marcel’s pre-cum mixes with my wetness, opening me up even wider for his thick, powerful cock.

My mind is melting.

My head flops back, and I look over Marcel’s thick, sweat-soaked shoulder. As my eyes focus, I find myself staring at Quint and Lucius. The two of them stand there, naked and aroused, stroking their huge cocks as they watch Marcel claim me – eager to take their own turn in seeding me.