Chapter 968. She’s A Strong Assassin With Instinct... But I Can Break Her Again**

Chapter 968: 968. She’s A Strong Assassin With Instinct... But I Can Break Her Again**

The violence of the act had reached a fever pitch. Rex was no longer just fucking Iris; he was claiming every inch of her reality.

The sound in the room was overwhelming: the wet, rhythmic thwack-slap of his pelvis colliding with her ass, the ragged gasping of their breathing, and the creak of the altar straining under Rex’s powerful movements.

His thrusts were deeper than before, each one designed to shock her system, driving her further away from any semblance of her old self.

Mid-thrust, Rex’s head snapped sideways. His dark, predatory eyes locked onto Veylor’s tear-streaked, horrified face.

A cruel, knowing smirk spread across Rex’s lips as he watched the ghost’s suffering.

"Hey, Veylor," Rex called out, his voice dripping with venomous amusement as he continued to pound Iris without missing a beat. "Take a good look."

Then Rex looked at Iris. "I bet your ex-boyfriend there never gave you a chance to moan like this, did he?"

The question hung in the air like a poisoned blade. Iris’s body convulsed as Rex hit her womb again, the impact making her back arch off the altar.

Instead of the expected denial, a broken, shameless laugh escaped her throat, a sound that shattered Veylor’s heart more than any physical blow could.

"It’s... ahhh! It’s true..." Iris gasped out, her voice thick with lust and desperation. "I’ve never... haaa~"

"I’ve never heard my own voice like this when I was alone... when I masturbated... let alone..." Her hips bucked against him involuntarily. "Let alone with Veylor... he never even... he never had the chance to take his virginity to me properly... Ahhh! Rex! More!"

As she spoke those words, the transformation became visible. The terror in her eyes died out completely, replaced by a glassy, unfocused sheen.

Her pupils began to dilate unnaturally, the black irises expanding until they formed unmistakable pink heart symbols. Her mind was snapping, the dam of her morality completely breached by the overwhelming flood of Rex’s magical arousal and physical dominance.

She was slipping into a state of pure, mindless hedonism.

Rex saw the signs and pressed his advantage. He reached up, his massive hands clamping down on her breasts again, but this time he squeezed her nipples with punishing pressure while simultaneously diving back down to suckle on one.

The combination of the sharp sting and the deep, wet sucking sent Iris into a frenzy.

"Mmmph ahhhh! Yes! Oh god, yes!" Iris began to smile a dazed, vacant, almost frightening smile that spoke of a mind completely lost to pleasure.

Her moans turned into melodic, almost musical whimpers as she leaned into his mouth, her body swaying in rhythm with his brutal strokes.

Rex pulled away from her breast for a second, his face glistening with her fluids and his own sweat. He looked down at her dazed expression, savoring the victory of having broken her spirit.

"Looks like you’ve never known pleasure like this, have you?" he taunted, his hips beginning to accelerate again, each thrust more violent than the last. "You’re nothing but a slave to this feeling now."

"No... I didn’t say that!" Iris shrieked, a final, reflexive spark of her old self trying to protest the implication that she was now his puppet. "I didn’t... ahhh! OH GOD!"

But the protest was meaningless. Rex threw his head back and laughed, a sound of pure, unholy triumph that drowned out the echoes of her scream.

"I fucking love hearing those sweet moans, Iris!" he roared, his cock driving into her with enough force to make her entire frame shudder. "If you’re going to try and fight me, then I’ll just have to be even rougher to squeeze more of them out of you!"

"I’ll fuck the resistance right out of your body until you can’t remember your own name!"

The pounding became a blur of motion. The wet sounds became faster, more desperate, as Rex pushed her toward a climax that would likely shatter her consciousness entirely.

Iris could only scream and moan, her head thrashing as the heart-shaped pupils stared blankly at the ceiling, her soul drowning in the dark ecstasy Rex was forcing upon her.

The chamber was thick with the intoxicating stench of sweat and arousal, a sensory overload that seemed to pulse in time with Rex’s relentless thrusts. He had no intention of letting Iris find any rhythm of her own; he wanted her to be nothing more than a vessel for his power.

Each time his massive cock drove home, bottoming out against her cervix with a wet, heavy thud, the impact reverberated through her entire body.

"Every time I hit your womb... your massive tits jiggle so nicely!" Rex taunted, his voice rough with exertion.

The force of his strikes was so violent that her breasts bounced wildly with every impact, the pale flesh swaying in a way that seemed obscene in the flickering torchlight.

For a fleeting moment, the fog of lust in Iris’s mind cleared enough for shame to pierce through. Her gaze darted sideways, catching the spectral, tear-streaked face of Veylor watching from the wall.

The realization of her own exposure, the way her body was being displayed like livestock, struck her with the force of a physical blow.

"Stop... ahh! Don’t look!" Iris cried out, a desperate instinct overriding her arousal.

Instinctively, she crossed her arms over her chest, trying to shield her bouncing breasts from Veylor’s horrified eyes. "Please... Veylor, don’t... ahhh! Nnngh!"

Her attempt at modesty was immediately shattered as Rex’s cock continued to hammer into her, forcing her arms to fall away from her body.

Rex let out a derisive bark of laughter. "Oh, come on now!"

"I bet a slut like you loves all the stares they get!"

"You love being seen like this, don’t you? Being watched while you’re being fucked senseless!"

"S-shut up! Don’t say such things!" Iris shrieked, though the protest was undercut by a high-pitched, involuntary moan that tore from her throat as he found the perfect angle to grind against her womb.

"Don’t say... ahhhhh~! OH GOD, REX!"

Rex wasn’t satisfied with her on her back. He wanted to see her vulnerability from every angle.

With a grunt of effort, he grabbed her by the hips and flipped her over. Iris let out a startled yelp as she was forced onto her stomach, her face pressed against the cold, rigid surface of the altar.

The position left her completely exposed, her ass thrust high into the air, directly facing Veylor.

Veylor’s wails of grief became almost silent, his spectral form shaking with the intensity of his torment. He was forced to stare directly at the point of impact, to watch the way Iris’s flesh parted to accept Rex’s intrusion.

"Now... I’ll try doing it from behind," Rex growled, his voice dropping to a predatory purr.

He reached down, his large hands splaying across her cheeks, squeezing her massive ass with bruising strength. "Damn... your buttocks feel so soft, Iris."

"Like silk covering muscle... I could fuck you like this for hours, even days!"

"What are you—ahhhh~!" Noooo~!" Iris’s scream was both a plea and a surrender.

As Rex positioned himself at her entrance, the anticipation alone made her body convulse. When he finally plunged in from behind, the angle was even deeper, more invasive than before.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

The sound of his pelvis striking her ass was deafening in the silent chamber. Each thrust emitted a shockwave through her lower body that seemed to reach all the way up to her brain.

"AHHH! REX! IT’S TOO MUCH! IT’S TOO DEEP!" she shrieked, her fingers clawing at the stone altar as she tried to push herself away from the pleasure.

But there was no escape. Rex grabbed her hair, pulling her head back to expose her throat, and increased the tempo until it was nothing but a blur of motion and sound.

"Scream for me, Iris!" Rex commanded, his breathing coming in ragged gasps. "Let him hear how much you love being used like this!"

Iris could only obey. Her screams dissolved into incoherent, rhythmic keening as her heart-shaped pupils pulsed with every devastating stroke.

"Aaaahhh! Haaah~ yes! Fuck me!"

"Fuck me harder! AH~! AH~! AHHHH~!" The sounds she made were no longer human; they were the sounds of a woman who had been utterly consumed by the darkness Rex had unleashed within her.