He groans and pushes his fingers all the way up to his knuckles. Kalel’s head lowers to mine, lips against the shell of my ear. “I won’t knot you. I only need enough relief to make this go away. I despise you, little godling. I hate everything that you’ve made me do.” He removes his hand, soaking wet with my arousal for him. Then he lines up his engorged cock and with one brutal thrust, he fills me up completely.
