Chapter 996. She’s Screaming Help To Her Husband! But, He Ain’t Here, Bitch!**

Chapter 996: 996. She’s Screaming Help To Her Husband! But, He Ain’t Here, Bitch!**

Aurelia’s face was buried halfway into the pillow, her muffled screams echoing strangely through the fabric. Her mind was a chaotic battlefield where her pride was losing a war against her biology.

’I hate him... I fucking hate him!’ she screamed internally, even as her hips involuntarily bucked upward to meet his next thrust. ’But he keeps grinding it against my sweet spots over and over!’

’Every time I think I’ve found a rhythm, he shifts just enough to hit that spot again—that spot that makes my legs go weak!’

’And with him gripping my arms from behind like this... I can’t get away from the pleasure at all!’

’I’m trapped in it! I’m trapped in his cock!’

Her body was convulsing in small, rapid spasms—pre-orgasmic tremors that she couldn’t suppress. Her cunt was clenching around him like a desperate fist, milking him with every frantic heartbeat.

SQUISH PLAP SQUISH PLAP!

"Nnnngh HAAAAA! AH! AH! AH!" Aurelia’s moans became staccato bursts of sound, synchronized with the wet slapping of his groin against her.

The sensation of being impaled so deeply while being held so firmly was overwhelming her nervous system.

Rex leaned closer, his sweat dripping onto her heated skin, his hips working with a frenzied, desperate speed that bordered on violence. The friction was creating a heat that felt like fire spreading through her pelvis.

"How many damn times are you gonna cum before I get off!?" Rex demanded, his breath coming in ragged, guttural gasps. "How many times can this pussy take it before you completely break?!"

"Because I’m not stopping until I’ve drained every drop of satisfaction out of you!"

The question was less a question and more a challenge. Aurelia couldn’t even form a denial.

Her vision was swimming in white spots, her ears ringing with the sound of the wet, rhythmic pounding.

Her climax was building like an incoming tide—massive, unstoppable, and terrifying—and she knew that when it finally broke, she would be utterly destroyed by the pleasure he was forcing upon her.

The sudden cessation of movement was almost more terrifying than the pounding itself. When Rex abruptly stopped, the absence of that relentless friction left Aurelia gasping for air, her body twitching in the sudden silence.

Her hips felt hollow, her insides throbbing with an unfulfilled ache that made her want to scream. For three precious seconds, she thought she might actually catch her breath.

But the relief was a cruel illusion.

Rex didn’t pull away. Instead, he leaned down, his massive frame casting a shadow over her shaking body.

He pressed his lips against the shell of her ear, his tongue darting out to trace the sensitive cartilage in a slow, maddening lick that made her shiver violently.

"You still in there, Aurelia?" he whispered, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that vibrated against her skull. "Because I’m about to go all out for real... no passing out until I cum, got it?"

"You stay awake and feel every fucking inch of this."

Aurelia’s eyes snapped open, wide with panic. Her heart was hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird.

’W-wait! No... I can’t take any m—’

Before she could finish the thought, the telekinetic pressure returned, but it wasn’t gentle this time. Rex channeled his power directly into her lower body, using the invisible force to slam her hips backward with inhuman velocity.

It was as if an invisible fist had punched her ass straight into his groin.

THUD SQUELCH!

His cock didn’t just penetrate her; it impaled her. The force drove his cock past her cervix, past any semblance of restraint, and buried itself so deeply against her womb that she felt the impact in her very bones.

The sensation was too much of a white-hot explosion of nerve endings firing all at once.

"OHHHHHHHHH! OHHHH! OHHHHHH AAAAAAAHHHH!"

Her scream was primal, echoing off the walls as her back arched so hard it nearly snapped. Her vision whited out entirely.

Her brain couldn’t process the sensation; it was too deep, too hard, too overwhelming.

’Save me!’ she shrieked internally, her consciousness fraying at the edges. ’What is this?!’

’What’s happening to me!?’

’I’ve never felt anything this incredible before!’

’It’s too much; it’s breaking me apart!’

’My body... it’s not mine anymore! It belongs to this feeling!’

In her desperation, her mind instinctively reached for the one source of safety she knew. "Honey! Honey!"

"Please help me—" she sobbed aloud, her voice breaking into a desperate plea for her husband to appear and rescue her from this exquisite hell.

Rex’s reaction was immediate and vicious. He grabbed her hair, yanking her head back to force her to meet his cruel, triumphant gaze.

"Your husband isn’t here, bitch!" he roared, his teeth bared in a predator’s grin. "It’s just you, me, and this cock!"

"Now shut up and take it!"

SLAP SQUELCH SLAP SQUELCH!

He resumed the assault with renewed fury, each thrust now accompanied by a telekinetic shove that kept her pressed against him with maximum force.

The noise in the room was deafening, the wet, rhythmic slapping of flesh on flesh mingled with her uncontrolled, high-pitched wails.

"AAAAHHHH! NNNGH! OH GOD! OH GOD!"

The pleasure was no longer a wave; it was a tsunami. Every time he bottomed out against her womb, her entire body convulsed in a series of violent, involuntary spasms.

Her cunt clutched at him with desperate, milking contractions that threatened to drag them both over the edge. She was drowning in sensation, lost in a storm of wet sounds and raw, unadulterated ecstasy that she could neither escape nor stop.

Rex’s movements ceased to be sexual and became purely punitive. Each thrust was delivered with the force of a sledgehammer, as if he were trying to drive his cock through her body and embed it into the mattress beneath.

His telekinesis worked in perfect synchronization with his muscles, yanking her hips back to meet every savage strike so that there was zero space between them.

PLAP SQUELCH! PLAP SQUELCH!

The sounds were violent, wet crashes that reverberated through the room. Aurelia was no longer a conscious participant; she was a puppet being jerked apart by his power.

Her body convulsed rhythmically with every impact, her spine bowing unnaturally, her legs shaking so violently they could barely stay spread.

Her head thrashed wildly, and her tongue lolled out past her lips, dripping with saliva as her brain short-circuited from the sheer sensory overload.

"This isn’t your bedroom with him anymore!" Rex roared over the wet thunder of their coupling, his voice distorted by his own building climax. "Until these three days are over, this is our fuck room!"

"This is where you learn your place! This is where you learn whose cunt you really belong to!"

The degradation seemed to fuel his stamina. He saw the way her eyes rolled back, the way she looked completely undone, and it only made him more vicious.

He leaned down, his teeth grazing her neck in a threatening nip before he pulled away to drive deeper.

"If you’re not gonna behave yourself," he growled, his eyes darkening with a dangerous, possessive rage, "then I’ll reward you by reminding you exactly who you belong to right now!"

WHAM! WHAM! WHAM!

He shifted into a terrifyingly fast pace, the friction creating a visible froth of arousal at their joined entrance. The speed was inhuman.

"W-wait! Stop! Please, stop!" Aurelia finally managed to choke out, her voice a shredded whisper of its former self. "No more! I’ll lose my mind...! I can’t... my brain... it’s breaking—"

But her plea only seemed to trigger his final assault.

He grabbed her hips with bruising force, his fingers sinking deep into her flesh, and began to pound her with a relentless, piston-like fury that left no room for air.

SLOP PLAP SQUISH PLAP SQUISH!

"You’re not stopping until I say so!" Rex screamed, his own climax visible in the way his veins corded in his neck. "Cum for me!"

"Scream for me!"

"Show me how much you love being my toy!"