He was the one who had unlocked the cage, the one who had stripped away the layers of duty and divinity to reveal the starving, desperate woman underneath.
'He's the only one,' she thought, her eyes glazing over as the first tremors of an orgasm began to ripple through her core. 'He's the only one who truly sees me... not as the priestess, not the wife... just me.'
'And Goddess of life... help me; I want him to break me...'
'I want him to take every last bit of my dignity and replace it with his pleasure... just for this last... day...'
As the tension reached a breaking point, she squeezed his cock tighter, her entire body tensing as she prepared to scream his name into the silence of the house, ready to let her true nature finally, violently, erupt.
Rex felt the shift in her. Her grip on his cock faltered, her hand slowing as her entire body began to convulse in a rhythmic, uncontrollable tremor. She wasn't just close; she was drowning in it.
