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Nova lets out the sweetest cry yet.

Her body goes stiff as tension coils, muscles finally able to contract now that the venom has nearly worn off. The change in stimulation will have pushed her back from the edge—but only for a moment.

Every heave of her breath in her lungs sends my own arousal spiraling higher.

Still, she manages to keep hold of her purpose. “I—I’m going to—You didn’t say⁠—”

I lean over her ear. “Cum for me, Nova.”

A scream blossoms from her lungs as she soaks my hand with her first wave of pleasure. I find her breast with my other hand, kneading as I work her clit, keeping my movements steady.

Her cunt pulses rhythmically under my fingers, and she moans with every exhale, leaning her forehead against my neck, sobbing as all the tension and desperation drain out of her.

Cell by cell, her muscles go slack again, until she hangs limp in the silk and the full weight of her head rests on my shoulder.

I should be focused on her, but my arousal finally proves irresistible. I let my flexible abdomen bend under and forward, as it’s been trying to do this whole time, fully exposing my cock and stinger.

Careful to keep my torso still so that Nova can still rest on me, I loop a hand around each organ and stroke.

It’s only a moment before release ripples through me, my cock fountaining onto the floor and my stinger yielding two more eggs before releasing a surge of venom.

The climax only barely takes the edge off, but it’s already shameful enough for a doctor, so it will have to do.

I scoop Nova into my arms, easing her weight onto my chest before using my crescent-shaped claws to saw at the silk threads, cutting them away.

Nova nuzzles into my neck. “Everything feels… so good… It doesn’t hurt… anymore…”

I press my hand against the back of Nova’s neck. “Rest well, sweet Nova. You’ll need it.”

She sighs, and her consciousness goes soft and diffuse as sleep finds her.

I wish I could find relief in this moment of peace.

But I have a feeling that when the come-down hits, she won’t be thanking me.

CHAPTER 7

NOVA

I float in tingling warmth. Sweet relief floods my veins.

It’s as heady as any drug I’ve ever tried, but I trust Zyren when he says it won’t kill me.

When I wake again, I kind of wish it had.

Every dull pain has sharpened, stabbing and crackling. My pelvis throbs with agony, as if ghostly hands are twisting it apart. The pain drags me from sleep and yet won’t let me fully wake, and I can’t tell where I am.

I panic, disoriented, struggling against something hot and heavy that wraps around me.

“You’re alright, Nova.”

My body stills. Zyren’s voice seems to come from every direction at once, as if it’s not just reaching my ears, but also my mind.

I remember his strange, sadistic promise.

Every time you hurt, you hurt for me.

Oddly, it soothes me. My animal brain calms as I remind it that this pain is excruciating, but it won’t kill me. I’m not in any active danger.