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A low mewl pulled me back to the present. The girl had opened her eyes and stared straight at me, and I realized my job was not yet done.

The toxin still circulated through her body, and she moaned again. Her legs fell apart, exposing her glistening folds beyond the shirt. She pushed the fabric off her body and screamed.

BETH

“I will not let you die here.”

I clung to the man’s words like to a lifeline. As he yanked the vines away from me, I groaned at the pain as the poison stopped numbing me. He hacked at the larger vines until they broke and I toppled forward.

He caught me and held me as my body shook. He smelled of the sea, of ozone and seaweed, and his skin was cool and soothing against mine.

Then I passed out as the flames continued to consume me. I didn’t know how much time had passed. But the moment I opened my eyes, the pain returned. And this time, it was so much worse.

Flames licked across my skin, and I whimpered in agony. I pushed the fabric off me to cool down, but it made no difference. He struggled to hold me down as I squirmed in his arms, unable to hold still, burning up from the inside.

“Please, stop fighting me. You are safe now,” he said over and over, but it did nothing to soothe the torment.

I screamed as the fire spread from my extremities to between my legs, burning me alive from within. I writhed as the flames licked the inside of my cunt. The man’s skin had been so deliciously cold, and somehow I knew I needed him, or I would die.

“Fuck me.” I groaned the words like a mantra, shaking against the ground where he’d laid me down. Maybe my desperation would drive him away, but I didn’t know what else to do. My eyes were squeezed shut because I knew if he left, I wouldn’t last the next hour.

“Fuck me,” I begged again, my voice barely audible as I fought to stay conscious. “I need it. Please.”

After an eternity, his voice washed over me like a cooling mountain stream. “I will not leave you.”

I stared at him as he pulled me against him. His blue eyes, deep as the ocean, never left my face.

“Please,” I whimpered, my body quivering with need. “I can’t bear it any longer.”

His strong arms enveloped me as he pressed his lips against mine. His tongue dived into my mouth, licking away the taste of plant goo, lessening the burning ache that devoured me.

“The Goddess be my witness,” he whispered against my lips, his voice thick with desire. “I will do whatever it takes to help you.”

Chapter sixteen

BETH

Ashepositionedhimselfbetween my thighs, I marveled at the coolness of his skin against my overheated body. He felt like he’d been for a swim in the ocean. His thick cock pressed against my cunt, teasing me for a moment before he thrust inside with one powerful motion.

The relief was overwhelming, driving all thoughts of blood-sucking vines from my mind. I sighed, wrapping my legs around him as he moved inside of me. His pace was punishing, but it was exactly what I needed—the raw, primal release that would save me from an agonizing death.

“Harder,” I begged, desperate for more. And he obliged, pounding into me with a ferocity that matched my own.

As we moved together, the poison surged through my veins like liquid fire. It wasn’t enough, and I groaned in despair, clutching him harder. He pulled out of me, and I screamed in anguish.

With one fluid movement, he flipped me on my front and pulled my hips up. Then he buried himself in my body from behind.

“Come for me,” he urged, his voice straining as he forced himself deeper, driving into me with newfound urgency, his fingers digging into my hips. The slick, wet sounds of our coupling echoed through the forest. But it wasn’t enough.

“I can’t, I can’t, please…” The fire licked behind my eyelids, boiling my saliva, devouring my brain. There was pressure building inside of me, searching for release. But the poison was lingering, rising into my chest and stealing my air. Why wasn’t this working?

“Your ass,” the male panted, his voice straining with effort. “I need to take you there, too.”

“Y-yes,” I choked out, unable to form coherent thoughts as the tip of his cock pressed against my back entrance.

Gently, he pushed forward, breaching the ring of muscles. My body fought against him at first, trying to expel the invader. It hurt worse than when the tendrils had invaded me. But I was so exhausted that my muscles couldn’t keep him out. I felt them surrender, and he slid inside of me, never stopping until he was buried all the way.

The sensation was a mix of pain and pleasure, of being so thoroughly filled both terrifying and exhilarating. Soon, I craved the fullness, the overwhelming relief of submission. I couldn’t stop moaning, the coil inside me tightening as he fucked my ass with relentless precision.

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