Body Shrine (Savage Erotica) Read Online Free PDF

beneath licked her clit rather greedily, and the young warrior further moistened as she did what came naturally to her, to fuck and be fucked, godlike in her arousal. Their three bodies pulsed in union, Cassandra’s senses awash in the multiple sensations. Soon the thirster’s pace quickened, and he gripped her braids with both hands as he began to cum in her mouth. Cassandra gagged as the hot semen poured down her throat even as the thirster pulled out, and what she could not swallow spilled across her breasts as it ran down her chin. Cassandra gasped for air and ground her pussy into the ghoul’s face, watching the still hard thirster grab a male ghoul by the shoulders and push him down where she had been. Cassandra spread the cooling fluids across her body while the ghoul beneath her kept licking, and the young warrior let out a low moan as she too reached blissful orgasm.
     
    Cassandra’s awareness became dreamlike, as her Power began to connect to each new companion. She lost herself in the tangle of bodies, the transition from one partner to another barely noticeable. Gender seemed unimportant to these creatures, as males and females were indiscriminate in who they coupled with, for all that mattered was the blood and the sex.
     
    Cassandra was snapped out of her reverie as she heard a scream that was not of pleasure, and she saw the next stage of the ritual begin. The unchosen ghouls were shoving naked human captives into the dome, and the chosen ghouls were pulling them into the orgy. The guard who had challenged the young warrior at the gate gripped her waist as he continued to fuck her from behind, reminding her to keep playing the part of the dutiful ghoul. As she looked on the chosen and the thirsters began to feed upon the human captives, as the ghouls began to sprout fangs of their own. Humans were thrown to the ground and fucked violently, then torn to pieces as the ghouls frenzied in their newfound power. The two thirsters seemed more reserved, maliciously violating their victims and then killing them with a cold grace that revealed their age and experience as blood-drinkers. The visions of depravity were burned into her mind, and a fire in her belly burned brightly. There was no saving all of them, but this could not go on. This had to end now.
     
    She tapped into her Power and send a tendril into the ghoul mounting her, and swiftly teased him to orgasm, so enraptured was he that the use of her Powers went unnoticed as he emptied himself into her and fell backwards panting. Cassandra could see that some of the chosen ghouls had already sprouted fangs, and were feeding on the humans, the atmosphere of sex swiftly turning into one of feasting. The young warrior stood and locked eyes with the female thirster, who stood at the center of the dome. The thirster did not move as Cassandra strode across the sea of flesh and blood, looking at the young warrior fiercely, her fangs dripping with the blood of a human captive who lay dead at her feet. Cassandra, moving as fast as she dared, wrapped her left hand around the thirster’s throat and kissed her deeply, running her tongue over the thirster’s fangs, drawing blood once again. The young warrior brought her right hand to the thirster’s thigh, and ran her fingers upwards to slide them into her sex-slick warmth. As Cassandra worked the thirster’s womanhood she felt the creature pause in alarm, no doubt realizing that the young warrior was in fact not a ghoul at all. Just as the creature tensed for action Cassandra pushed with her fingers, letting the gathered storm in her soul free to wreak havoc on her enemies.
     
    As her Power blossomed the thirster was transfixed by it, the tendrils of energy lashing out in all directions, though this creature bearing the brunt of the assault. Cassandra squeezed the thirster’s throat mightily, crushing her windpipe even as her fingers brought forth the quake of an involuntary orgasm from the thirster, feeding