The Abandoned Church

The fierce thunderstorm had taken Claire by surprise. She had been on a leisurely hike through the woods, seeking solace from the mundane routines of city life. The once serene nature reserve had transformed into a tumultuous battleground of wind and rain. Her heart raced as she stumbled upon the dilapidated chapel, its once majestic spire now a twisted, jagged silhouette against the tempestuous sky. The ancient stone structure looked as though it had borne witness to centuries of untold secrets and whispers of the damned.

Her hand trembled as she pushed open the heavy wooden door, the rusty hinges screeching in protest. Inside, the chapel was cold and damp, the air thick with the scent of mold and decay. The storm's fury grew louder, the thunder a crescendo of nature's rage. A sudden gust extinguished the candles lining the walls, plunging the room into darkness.

The beast emerged from the shadows, its eyes glowing like embers in the abyss. Its movements were fluid and predatory, each step echoing through the chapel like a funeral march. Claire's breath hitched in her throat as it approached, the anticipation of its touch sending shivers of fear and something... else down her spine. She felt a strange, primal attraction to the creature, a feeling she couldn't explain or resist.

It reached out with a hand more claw than flesh, and she felt a strange warmth spread through her as it caressed her cheek. The beast's touch was rough, but not painful, as if it knew exactly how much she could handle. It leaned in, its hot breath fanning against her neck, and claimed her in a deep, hungry kiss. Her body responded with a fiery passion she had never felt before, her knees buckling under the weight of her desire.

The creature's powerful arms wrapped around her, lifting her off the ground, and she could feel its engorged cock pressing against her thigh. It carried her to the altar, a place once reserved for sacred rites, now a stage for carnality. It laid her down, the cold stone a stark contrast to the heat radiating from the beast's body. It hovered over her, its eyes locked on hers as it began to strip away her wet clothes.

With each piece of fabric that fell away, Claire felt more exposed, more vulnerable, and yet, she also felt a sense of liberation. The beast took her hand and guided it to its thick, pulsing member. It was hot and velvety, the tip already glistening with precum. She felt compelled to wrap her small hand around it and give it a tentative squeeze. The beast's response was immediate and feral, a low growl rumbling in its chest as it thrust its hips forward, encouraging her to stroke it more firmly.

Her curiosity grew as she explored the creature's body, feeling the taut muscles and coarse fur beneath her fingertips. Its skin was a blend of heat and electricity, sending jolts of pleasure through her each time they made contact. Her fear had morphed into something far more complex, a cocktail of excitement and desire that clouded her judgment.

Without warning, the beast grabbed her wrist, pulling her hand away from its cock. It leaned down, capturing one of her nipples between its sharp teeth, and began to bite down gently. The sensation was exquisite, a mix of pain and pleasure that had her pussy throbbing with need. She moaned into its mouth as it sucked hard, eliciting a groan from the creature that resonated through the chapel like the toll of a funeral bell.

Her body arched off the altar as it released her nipple and descended her torso, its rough tongue leaving a trail of fire in its wake. It reached her pussy, spreading her folds open with a single, deft movement. The beast's hot breath tickled her clit, making her squirm with anticipation. It licked her, long and slow, tasting her arousal like a fine wine. The sensation was overwhelming, and she could feel her orgasm building like the storm outside.

"Oh, fuck," she gasped, her voice a desperate plea lost in the howling wind. Her hips rocked against the beast's face, urging it to go deeper, faster. It obliged, the sounds of its eager lapping mixing with the crescendo of thunder. The creature's tongue found her sensitive spot, and she cried out, her body tensing as the first waves of pleasure washed over her. Her hands found their way into its fur, gripping tightly as it devoured her, its mouth and tongue working in harmony with the tempest that ravaged her soul.

"I need to come," she panted, her voice barely audible above the storm's cacophony. "Please, I'll do anything." Her words were met with a feral growl, the beast's response to her desperation. It sucked her clit into its mouth, flicking it with its tongue in a relentless rhythm that had her writhing on the cold stone. The pressure grew, a tight coil of ecstasy that threatened to snap. She could feel her pussy contracting around its tongue, begging for release.

The beast's grip on her hips tightened, holding her in place as it slammed its thick cock into her, filling her to the brim. Each thrust sent a jolt of lightning through her core, a symphony of pleasure and pain that left her trembling and gasping for air. Its claws dug into her skin, leaving a trail of fire that only served to heighten her sensitivity. She wrapped her legs around its waist, pulling it closer, urging it to go deeper, to claim her fully.

Her moans grew louder, echoing off the ancient stones of the chapel, a chorus of passion that competed with the thunder outside. She could feel the creature's cock swelling inside her, the pressure building to a crescendo that mirrored the storm's intensity. The sound of their bodies slapping together was a primal rhythm that drowned out the pitter-patter of the rain. She threw her head back, her mouth open in a silent scream as the first spurt of cum filled her.

"Do whatever you want with me, I’m yours," she gasped, the words a surrender to the beast's dominance. Her body was a canvas for its pleasure, and she reveled in every stroke, every bite, every lick. The beast's eyes gleamed with a feral hunger that only served to fuel her desire. It took her words as a command, its hips moving with a newfound urgency as it claimed her over and over again.

Her cries grew more desperate with each thrust, her body writhing beneath its weight. "Yes, yes, yes," she chanted, the words a mantra of submission. Her pussy clenched around the beast's cock, eager to milk every drop of cum from it. Its teeth grazed her neck, and she shivered with pleasure, her pulse racing as it sucked and nipped at her sensitive flesh. The pain was a sharp counterpoint to the pleasure, a reminder that she was alive, that she was in the throes of an experience that transcended the mundane.

The creature's fur was slick with sweat and rainwater, and the combination of scents—earth, musk, and arousal—was intoxicating. She could feel its heart hammering against her chest, the beat in sync with her own, as if they had become one creature in this moment of carnality. Its cock swelled even more, and she knew it was close to climax.

Her nails dug into its back, leaving furrows in the flesh beneath its fur, and she moaned, the sound a mix of pleasure and pain. "Fuck me harder," she begged, the words raw and guttural. The beast's response was immediate, its hips pistoning into her with a ferocity that shook the very foundation of the chapel. Each thrust sent her closer to the edge of ecstasy, and she could feel her orgasm building once more.

Her breaths came in ragged gasps, her body moving in time with the beast's rhythm. "I'm going to come," she screamed, the sound lost in the cacophony of the storm. And just as she reached her peak, the creature's teeth sank into her neck, marking her as its own. She felt a burst of warmth as it came deep inside her, filling her with its seed. The sensation was indescribable, a blend of euphoria and complete surrender.

Her pussy clamped down around the beast's cock, her walls contracting as she climaxed. The creature's roar of pleasure resonated through the chapel, the sound a declaration of its victory. It licked the blood from her neck, the taste of her arousal and pain mingling on its tongue. She shuddered beneath it, her body still pulsing with the aftershocks of her release. The storm outside had reached its peak, the thunder and lightning mirroring the tumultuous passion that had just unfolded within the sacred walls.

The sound of the chapel door being thrown open again pierced the air, and a flash of lightning illuminated a new figure stumbling through the entrance. A woman, soaked to the bone, her eyes wide with terror and confusion. She took in the scene before her, the beast atop Claire, the altar desecrated by their coupling. She opened her mouth to scream, but no sound came out.

The creature, still buried deep inside Claire, took notice of the new arrival and, without missing a beat, withdrew its cock with a wet pop and leaped at the trembling woman. She stumbled back, but the beast was too swift. It grabbed her by the hips, spinning her around and forcing her to bend over the pew. With a snarl, it thrust into her from behind, and she let out a guttural scream that was soon muffled by the sound of the storm.

Claire watched, her desire flaring anew as the woman's screams of pain morphed into moans of ecstasy. She couldn't help but reach down to rub her swollen clit, her eyes glued to the savage display. The beast's powerful hips slammed into the newcomer with a ferocity that made the wooden bench creak and groan beneath them. The woman's eyes rolled back, her mouth open in a silent cry as she succumbed to the relentless onslaught.

The beast's thick cock withdrew from the woman's quivering body, glistening with her juices. With a grunt, it dragged her over to where Claire lay, still reeling from the aftershocks of her orgasm.

The woman's eyes met Claire's, and in that moment, they shared a silent understanding—a bond forged in the crucible of their shared experience. Her face was contorted with pleasure, her tongue sticking out as she panted heavily, trying to catch her breath. Claire couldn't tear her gaze away from the erotic tableau unfolding before her. The beast had claimed two humans now, and the sight was only making her hornier.

With a groan that was equal parts desire and hunger, she sat up and slithered closer to the couple. The woman's moans grew louder as Claire leaned in, capturing her in a deep, hungry kiss. Their tongues danced together, a tango of passion that was as primal as the creature that now owned them both. Claire's hands found the woman's breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipples, eliciting squeals that were music to her ears. The beast, seemingly enjoying the show, reached down and thrust its hand between Claire's legs, its thick, fur-covered digits plunging into her still-throbbing pussy.

The sensation of the beast's rough fur against her sensitive skin sent a bolt of lightning straight to her core. She threw her head back, her mouth open in a silent scream as the creature's fingers pumped in and out of her. The woman's hand joined in, her human touch a stark contrast to the beast's. Their combined efforts had Claire's body tightening like a bowstring, ready to snap at any moment. Her pussy clenched around the beast's fingers, eager for more, and she felt the beginnings of another orgasm coiling within her.

Her eyes fluttered closed, lost in the symphony of pleasure. The beast's deep, guttural grunts were a bass line to the woman's high-pitched squeals and gasps. Claire's breath came in short, staccato bursts, mingling with the woman's moans as they shared a kiss that grew increasingly sloppy with saliva. Her breasts felt heavy, the nipples tight peaks of desire, as the woman's teeth grazed the tender flesh, eliciting a symphony of pleasure-pain that had her back arching.

The beast, fueled by the erotic spectacle before it, reached between Claire's legs, its rough fingers finding their way into her wetness. She bucked her hips, eager for more, and the woman's hand joined in, their digits dancing together within her quivering pussy. The woman's eyes rolled back, her mouth open in a silent scream, as the beast's cock plunged deeper into her. The sound of their bodies colliding grew louder, a cacophony of passion that was punctuated by the crack of thunder outside.

Her moans grew more desperate, her breath coming in ragged pants as she felt herself approaching climax once more. The beast's other hand grabbed her hair, yanking her head back, exposing her throat to its hungry gaze. It leaned down, its teeth scraping against her neck as it thrust harder, faster. The woman's pussy was tight around its cock, her muscles clenching in time with her moans. The beast's claws dug into the soft flesh of her ass, leaving half-moon imprints that would serve as a reminder of its claim.

The woman's eyes rolled back in her head, her body shaking with each punishing thrust. She could feel the beast's cum building, ready to flood her womb. "Come in me," she screamed, the words torn from her lips by the force of her need. "I need you to fill me up!"

Claire watched, her hunger for the creature's seed growing. She reached out, her hand caressing the woman's trembling body, and took one of her swollen nipples into her mouth. The woman's moan grew louder as Claire sucked and nibbled on her, the sensation making the beast's cock pulse even more within her.

"Oh, God, yes," the woman gasped, her eyes rolling back in her head. The beast's thrusts grew more erratic, its hips slapping against her ass with a wet, smacking sound that filled the air. Her juices dripped down her legs, pooling on the cold stone floor.

The beast's eyes flicked over to Claire, watching her with an almost palpable hunger. She felt her desire spike as she took in the sight of the woman's body, stretched and used by the creature. Her hand moved to her pussy, her fingers slipping easily into the slick warmth. She began to rub herself in time with the beast's thrusts, her hips bucking in silent encouragement.

The woman's moans grew more frantic, her breath coming in short, desperate pants. "Oh, yes," she screamed, her voice a ragged whisper. "I can feel you, so deep inside me." Her back arched, pushing her breasts out for Claire's eager mouth. The beast's grip on her hair tightened, pulling her head back even further, exposing her throat.

"Take her," Claire murmured against the woman's skin, her eyes never leaving the beast's. "Make her come. I want to taste it all."

The beast's grip on the woman's hips tightened, its claws digging into the soft flesh as it angled its cock, hitting her G-spot with every brutal thrust. The woman's cries grew more desperate, her voice hoarse from the onslaught of pleasure. She pushed back against the creature, her body moving in a frantic dance of lust.

"You're so close," Claire whispered, her voice a seductive purr in the woman's ear. "Let go, let the beast claim you completely."

The woman's eyes rolled back in her head, her mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure as the beast's cock plunged deeper. She could feel it pulsing within her, the promise of a powerful climax just out of reach. "Please," she whimpered, her voice a desperate plea.

Claire watched, her arousal building as the woman's body trembled and convulsed with each thrust. Her hand strayed to her pussy, her fingers delving into the slick wetness. The beast's fur brushed against her skin, sending shivers down her spine. She leaned in closer, capturing one of the woman's nipples between her teeth and tugging gently.

The woman's cry grew louder, her voice cracking with the intensity of the pleasure. "I can feel you pulsing inside me," she screamed, her body tightening around the creature's cock. The beast's hips stuttered, and Claire knew it was close to climax. But it had other plans.

With a cruel grin, it pulled out, watching with glee as her pussy gaped and squeezed around nothing. The woman's face was a picture of despair, her eyes wide with need. "Please," she sobbed, her voice breaking. "I need to come."

It stepped back, allowing the woman to collapse onto her stomach, her trembling hands reaching for its cock. She took it in her mouth, her eyes watering as she struggled to accommodate its girth. The beast's hips rocked gently, fucking her face with a measured pace that had her gagging and choking.

"Mmph, mmph," she mumbled around the thick member, her eyes pleading with Claire. Claire could see the desperation in her gaze, the need to come so intense it was almost tangible. She slid closer, her hand still working her clit, her thumb circling the sensitive nub in time with the beast's thrusts.

The woman's mouth was a wet, sloppy mess around the beast's cock, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked with all her might. The creature's pre-cum coated her lips, and she swiped her tongue over the tip, lapping up every drop. Her eyes never left Claire's, silently begging for relief from the unbearable tension building within her.

"Keep going," Claire murmured, her breath shallow as she watched the erotic show. She could see the woman's throat working, her eyes watering as she took the beast's length deeper and deeper. The creature's grunts grew louder, its hips thrusting more vigorously. The woman's moans vibrated against its cock, the sound a symphony of desperation and pleasure that made Claire's pussy throb.

The beast's cock grew even larger in the woman's mouth, and she took it all, her throat stretching to accommodate its girth. Her eyes were squeezed shut, and her cheeks were flushed a deep shade of crimson. The woman's saliva ran down the beast's shaft, mixing with the precum to make a slippery trail of lust. Claire could see the bead of sweat forming on the woman's forehead, the effort of taking the creature's massive cock so deeply etched in every line of her strained face.

The beast's hips bucked, and the woman's eyes snapped open, her pupils dilated with lust as she took in a deep breath, the cock sliding back out of her mouth with a wet pop. She gasped for air, strings of saliva connecting her mouth to the beast's cock. "Please," she whimpered, her voice a mix of desperation and ecstasy.

"You're so good," Claire murmured, her hand moving to the woman's head, guiding her back to the creature's cock. "Suck it hard for me. Make it come for us."

The woman's eyes rolled back, her mouth opening wide as she took the beast in again. Her cheeks hollowed with each bob of her head, her tongue swirling around the shaft. The creature's grunts grew deeper, its breath coming in short, ragged pants. Claire watched the muscles in its abs tense and release as it approached climax. The sound of her wetness was a symphony in her ears as her fingers worked her clit in a frenzied rhythm.

The woman's moans grew more intense, the vibrations of her throat adding to the crescendo of pleasure that was building. The beast's fur stood on end, and its claws dug into the pew, leaving deep grooves in the ancient wood. It was a beast in the throes of passion, and she was the maiden it had chosen to conquer. The woman's eyes watered, but she didn't stop, her cheeks flushed with exertion.

The beast's cock swelled even more in her mouth, the veins bulging with the promise of release. Its hips thrust faster, pushing deeper into her throat, and she gagged around it, her eyes squeezed shut in a mix of pain and ecstasy. Claire could see the muscles in its thighs tense and release, the rhythm of its movements growing more erratic.

Behind the woman, Claire kneeled, her pussy wet and aching with need. She reached around, her hand slipping between the woman's legs, and began to rub and thrust her fingers into the soaking wetness of her pussy. The woman's moans grew louder, vibrating against the beast's cock as she took it deeper, her cheeks hollowing and her eyes watering.

"That's it, baby," Claire whispered, her breath hot in the woman's ear. "Take it all for me." Her voice was a seductive purr that seemed to fuel the beast's lust even more. The woman's body shuddered as Claire's expert fingers found her clit, stroking it with a firm, steady rhythm. The woman's moans grew more desperate, her hips rocking back to meet Claire's thrusts as she sucked on the creature's cock.

The beast's eyes rolled back in pleasure, its hips bucking in time with Claire's ministrations. The woman's cheeks hollowed, her throat working overtime to accommodate the beast's size. She gagged and choked around the thick shaft, her eyes watering, but she never once stopped sucking, driven by an almost feral need.

Her moans grew muffled around the beast's cock, but Claire could hear the sounds of her pleasure, a symphony of wetness and suction that filled the chapel. The woman's hand reached back, her fingers finding Claire's ass and squeezing it roughly. Claire's breath hitched, and she whispered more filth into the woman's ear, her words a blend of encouragement and degradation.

"That's it, whore," she murmured, her voice a dark whisper that sent shivers down the woman's spine. "Take it all. You're nothing but a vessel for its lust." The woman's body responded to the harsh words, her pussy clenching around Claire's fingers, her moans growing more desperate.

Her tongue flicked over the sensitive spot on the creature's cock, and it growled low in its throat. The woman's eyes rolled back, and she took it deeper, her throat muscles working to accommodate its size. The beast's hips thrust faster, the sound of its cock sliding in and out of her mouth punctuating the air like a drumbeat.

"You like that, don't you?" Claire whispered, her voice a mix of malice and lust. "You love being used like a toy, don't you?" The woman's response was a muffled moan around the thick shaft, her body writhing under Claire's touch.

The woman's pussy was soaking wet around Claire's fingers, and she could feel the beast's cum leaking out around her knuckles with each thrust. She squeezed the woman's breast hard, her thumb flicking the nipple as she whispered more vile names into her ear. "You're a dirty little slut, aren't you?" The woman's body responded to the harsh words, her hips pushing back into Claire's hand, her mouth moving faster on the beast's cock.

The beast's breath grew ragged, and its eyes locked onto Claire's as she continued to whisper, her words a dark promise of ownership and submission. "You're going to come for us, aren't you?" The woman's moans grew louder, and she nodded, her eyes glazed with desire. Claire felt the beast's cock swell even more, the veins pulsing with the force of its climax. "Yes," she hissed. "Take it, slut. Take every drop."

The creature's hips bucked wildly, and the woman's mouth was a blur around its cock. The sound of her gagging was music to Claire's ears, and she leaned in closer, her hand moving faster over her clit. "You love it, don't you?" she whispered, her voice a seductive purr that seemed to push the woman over the edge. The woman's eyes rolled back in her head, and she let out a muffled scream as the beast's cum shot down her throat. Her body convulsed, her pussy gushing around Claire's hand as she swallowed the beast's seed.

The beast withdrew its cock with a wet pop, and the woman collapsed onto the floor, her body shaking with the aftermath of her orgasm. Claire's climax washed over her, her back arching as she rode out the waves of pleasure that had been building for what felt like an eternity. The beast's eyes never left hers, and she knew it wasn't done with them yet.

With a snarl of renewed hunger, it grabbed the woman by her hips and threw her onto her back. She lay there, sprawled and vulnerable, her legs spread wide, the cum leaking from her pussy pooling on the cold stone. The creature positioned itself between her legs once more, and without a moment's hesitation, it thrust back into her, claiming her again with a ferocity that seemed to echo the thunder outside.

Her screams filled the chapel, a symphony of pleasure and pain as it pounded into her, each stroke more brutal than the last. "More," she begged, the word a desperate cry that seemed to resonate in the very air. "More, please, I need it."

The beast's grunts grew louder, its claws digging into the soft flesh of her thighs, leaving deep red marks. The woman's eyes rolled back in her head, her body a writhing mess of ecstasy as the creature claimed her once again. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed off the stone walls, punctuated by the woman's high-pitched whimpers and the beast's growls of pleasure.

"More," the woman begged, her voice a desperate wail that pierced the air like a shard of lightning. "Fuck me harder, I need it, please."

The beast's eyes gleamed with a mix of triumph and hunger, and it didn't hesitate to give her what she craved. With a roar, it threw her down onto the cold, hard stone floor of the chapel, the impact sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. It mounted her once more, its massive cock sliding into her slick pussy with ease, the sound of their union echoing through the cavernous room.

"Oh, fuck," she moaned, her voice a mix of pain and pleasure as the beast began to fuck her with an intensity that seemed to match the rage of the storm outside. "More, more, more," she chanted, her body arching up to meet every powerful thrust. Her nails raked against the stone, leaving deep gouges as she clawed for purchase. Her pussy clamped down around its thickness, the friction building a crescendo of ecstasy that seemed to resonate with each crack of thunder.

The creature's grunts grew louder, its hips moving faster, hammering into her with an almost painful ferocity. The woman's body was a blur beneath it, her breasts bouncing with every impact, her nipples standing erect from the mix of cold air and the beast's rough ministrations. "Please," she gasped, her voice hoarse from screaming. "I need more."

The beast's eyes glowed with a dark fire, and it seemed to understand her desperation. With a snarl, it pulled out of her, making her whine with the sudden loss of fullness. She looked up, her eyes glazed with lust and need, and watched as it moved to stand before her. It grabbed her by the hair, yanking her to her knees, and thrust its cock back into her mouth. She took it eagerly, her tongue swirling around the thick head, tasting the mix of their juices.

The creature's hips snapped forward, and she took it all, her throat convulsing around the massive intrusion. The sounds of her gagging and choking filled the chapel, a symphony of depravity that seemed to excite the creature even more. It held her head in a vice-like grip, fucking her face with brutal precision. Her eyes watered, and her cheeks were flushed a dark red, but she never wavered, her mouth a willing receptacle for its lust.

"More," she begged, the word a desperate plea that was music to the beast's ears. It threw her down again, and this time, it took her from behind, her ass in the air as it claimed her once again. She could feel the stone floor digging into her knees, but the pain only served to heighten the pleasure. The beast's cock was a relentless force, filling her up and stretching her to the limit. Her moans grew louder, and she could feel the pressure building, her pussy clenching around its girth as she approached her peak.

The creature's hips slammed into her with a ferocity that seemed to match the rage of the storm outside. Her pussy was sopping wet, making wet, obscene noises with every thrust. She reached down to play with her clit, the pressure building until she was teetering on the edge. "Please," she whimpered, her voice a desperate wail. "I need to come."

The beast's grunts grew more intense, the sound of its cock plunging into her a rhythmic counterpoint to the storm's fury. It was as if the chapel itself were alive with their passion, the stones vibrating with every impact. Claire watched, her hand between her legs, her eyes glued to the woman's face.

The woman's eyes widened as she felt the pressure building, her body tightening around the beast's thick member. "I'm going to come," she screamed, the words lost in the symphony of passion and pain. The beast's grip on her hips grew tighter, and it thrust into her even harder, the sound of their bodies colliding echoing off the vaulted ceiling.

Her pussy clenched around it, her walls spasming as she reached her climax. A gush of fluid erupted from her, soaking the stone floor and the creature's fur. The beast growled in response, its orgasm close at hand. It bucked its hips, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through her body until she couldn't take it anymore.

"Ahh, oh fuck," she screamed, her voice hoarse from the abuse her throat had taken. The beast's cum filled her mouth, and she swallowed, savoring the taste of its lust. It was thick and salty, a reminder of the power and primal nature of the creature that now claimed her. The woman's body quivered beneath it, her muscles giving out as the last of her strength was spent.

The creature's hips slowed, its cock still buried deep within her. She could feel it pulsing, the aftershocks of its climax reverberating through her body. The warmth of its cum filled her, the sensation of being completely claimed and used by this beast an intoxicating mix of fear and euphoria. She looked up at it, her eyes glazed over with pleasure, and whispered, "More."

The beast seemed to understand her need, and with a low growl, it began to thrust again. The woman's body responded immediately, her pussy clenching around it, begging for more. The sounds of their lovemaking grew louder, a cacophony of grunts, moans, and the wet slap of flesh against flesh. The chapel walls echoed with their cries, each thrust sending a new wave of pleasure through her that seemed to resonate with the thunder outside.

The creature's eyes never left hers, the fiery intensity in them a declaration of ownership and desire. She could feel its cock swelling even more, the pressure building inside her until she thought she might burst. Her moans grew more desperate, her body moving in time with the creature's, a symphony of need and want that seemed to fuel its lust even further.

"Please," she whimpered, the word a breathless plea for release. The beast's response was a guttural growl, a promise of fulfillment as it slammed into her with renewed vigor. Her pussy clamped down around it, her walls spasming as the orgasm tore through her. The force of it was like nothing she had ever felt before, a mix of pleasure and pain that seemed to shake the very foundation of the chapel.

The sound of her moans filled the air, a symphony of ecstasy that was matched only by the beast's snarls of pleasure. She could feel its cock swelling even more, the pressure building until she thought she might pass out from the sheer intensity of it. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she let go of any semblance of control, allowing the creature to take her over completely.

With a roar that seemed to shake the very heavens, the beast reached its peak. It filled her up, its hot cum spilling into her in thick ropes that painted the inside of her pussy. At the same time, she felt a gush of liquid, her orgasm so powerful that she squirted, covering the beast's fur and the cold stone beneath them in a flood of passion. The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pain and pleasure that was unlike anything she had ever experienced.

The woman's body convulsed with the force of her release, her muscles tightening around the beast's cock as she came. The creature's eyes rolled back in its head, its teeth bared in a grimace of pleasure as it emptied itself into her. The sound of their combined climaxes filled the chapel, a cacophony of grunts, moans, and the wet, sloppy noises of their union.

The beast's hot, sticky cum filled her up, and she could feel it leaking out of her and onto the cold stone beneath her. She looked up at Claire, her eyes glazed over with pleasure, and the two women shared a moment of understanding. They were both owned by this creature now, and they reveled in it.

The beast's hips slowed, and it pulled out of the woman with a wet pop. She lay there, panting and spent, as the creature turned its attention to Claire. She watched, her hand still working her clit, as the beast approached her. It lowered its head, and she felt the warmth of its breath against her skin as it licked away the cum that had spilled onto her thighs.

Her body responded to the tender touch, her pussy clenching with renewed need. "Please," she begged, her voice a hoarse whisper. "Take me again." The creature's eyes gleamed with understanding, and it climbed onto the altar, positioning itself between her legs.

The beast's tongue slid into her, slow and deliberate, the roughness of its mouth contrasting with the velvet softness of its tongue. Claire's eyes rolled back in her head, and she let out a long, keening moan that was swallowed by the storm's howl. The creature's licks grew more insistent, its tongue delving deeper, swirling around her clit and teasing her entrance. Her hips rocked against its face, each movement eliciting a guttural growl of approval from the beast.

Their kiss grew more passionate, their tongues dancing together in a frenzied mating dance as the beast's attentions grew more intense. Claire's fingers tangled in its fur, pulling it closer as she felt the beginnings of another orgasm building within her. The chapel was a whirlwind of sensation, the beast's touch and the storm's fury a potent cocktail of ecstasy.

The creature's tongue lapped at her clit with a slow, torturous precision, its movements deliberate and calculated. Claire's moans grew louder, her hips rising to meet each caress as if pulled by an invisible thread. "Yes," she hissed, her voice a sultry whisper in the beast's ear. "More, don't stop."

The beast's eyes never left hers as it worked her over, its tongue flicking and swirling with a mastery that spoke of centuries of experience. The warmth and wetness of its mouth were a stark contrast to the cold stone beneath her, and she felt as though she were floating on a cloud of pleasure.

Her sounds grew louder, a symphony of moans and whimpers that seemed to echo through the chapel, a duet with the storm's howling wind. The creature's tongue grew more insistent, licking and lapping at her clit until she could feel the beginnings of a powerful orgasm coiling in her belly. Her body was a taut bowstring, ready to snap with the slightest touch.

The beast's tongue slid along her slit, the roughness of its licks sending jolts of pleasure through her. It was as if every nerve ending in her pussy was on fire, each sensation amplified by the cold stone beneath her. Her legs trembled, and she wrapped them around the creature's shoulders, pulling it closer, needing more.

Their kiss grew more frantic as the beast's tongue delved into her, licking and lapping at her with an insatiable hunger. She could feel its cock, still hard and demanding, pressing against her thigh. The anticipation was almost unbearable, her body aching for the release that was so close yet just out of reach.

With a sudden, violent movement, the beast reared back and plunged into her, the sound of its cock slicing through her wetness echoing through the chapel. Claire's scream of pleasure was muffled by the creature's mouth, their tongues still tangling together as it began to fuck her with an intensity that left her breathless. The beast's eyes bore into hers, a silent declaration of dominance that she welcomed with every fiber of her being.

The woman on the floor watched, her hand moving between her legs as she masturbated to the sight of Claire being taken by the creature. Her moans grew louder, a counterpoint to the rhythmic pounding that filled the room. The chapel was alive with the sounds of passion—the beast's grunts, Claire's keening cries, and the slap of flesh on flesh.

The creature's hips bucked against her, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through Claire's body. Her moans grew louder, a symphony of pleasure that seemed to crescendo with each stroke. "Harder," she begged, the word a guttural growl that seemed to spur the beast on. Its fur was damp with sweat, matting against her skin as they moved together, a dance of dominance and submission.

The beast complied, its movements growing more powerful, more primal. The sound of its cock slamming into her filled the chapel, a bass line to the storm's percussion outside. Claire's nails dug into its back, leaving furrows in its flesh as she matched its rhythm, her body moving in perfect harmony with its animalistic need. The woman on the floor watched with envy, her hand moving faster, her orgasm approaching as she played her clit with feverish abandon.

Their bodies moved in a frenzied dance, the beast's heavy grunts mingling with Claire's high-pitched moans. The chapel walls seemed to pulse with their passion, the air thick with the scent of sex and sweat. The storm outside had reached its peak, the lightning flashes illuminating their entwined forms in stark relief. The creature's fur stood on end with each powerful thrust, and she could feel the electricity in the air, a tangible force that seemed to charge their every move.

Her pussy was stretched to its limits, the beast's cock a relentless invader that filled her. The pain was a distant memory, replaced by a white-hot need that consumed her entire being. The woman on the floor watched, her hand moving faster as she chased her next climax of the night. Her eyes were glued to the sight of Claire being taken, her cheeks flushed, and her breathing ragged.

The beast's movements grew more erratic, its hips slamming into Claire with a ferocity that seemed to shake the very earth beneath them. Her moans grew louder, her cries of pleasure piercing the air like a siren's call. The creature's fur stood on end, and its eyes rolled back in ecstasy as it approached its climax. The woman watched, her breath hitching in her throat as she felt the tension in the air thicken.

Suddenly, with a roar that seemed to shake the chapel to its foundations, the beast reached its peak. Its cock swelled and pulsed inside Claire, filling her with a torrent of hot cum that seemed never-ending. She screamed in pleasure, her body convulsing with the intensity of her orgasm, her walls clenching around the beast's shaft. The creature's eyes snapped open, its gaze locked on hers as it emptied itself into her, a silent declaration of victory.

The sound of their union filled the air, a symphony of grunts, growls, and wet, slapping flesh. The woman on the floor had reached her peak, her hand buried between her legs as she watched the erotic display before her. Her body trembled with the force of her release, her eyes wide with a mix of terror and fascination.

Finally, the beast's movements stilled, its cock buried to the hilt inside Claire. The two of them lay there, panting and glistening with sweat, their bodies intertwined in a tapestry of passion and need. The woman slowly approached, drawn to the creature that had just claimed them both. She lay down beside it, her body pressing against its warm, furry side, seeking comfort in the aftermath of their intense encounter.

The beast, seemingly sated, looked down at Claire with a gaze that was both tender and possessive. It leaned in, licking her face gently, tasting the salt of her sweat and the sweetness of their combined juices. She nuzzled into the touch, her hand moving to stroke its cock, still semi-hard and sticky with their combined releases. The creature's eyes closed in pleasure, a low rumble of contentment vibrating through its chest.

The storm outside had begun to abate, the thunder now a distant murmur, the rain a gentle patter against the chapel's windows. The three of them lay there, tangled together in a heap of fur and flesh, their breaths slowing in unison. The woman who had stumbled into the chapel earlier lay on the other side of the beast, her body pressed against its warmth, her arm draped over Claire's waist.

The creature's chest rose and fell in deep, satisfied breaths, its cock still semi-erect and nestled between Claire's thighs. She could feel the sticky warmth of its cum, a testament to their fierce coupling. The woman beside her, her eyes half-lidded with satiation, leaned over to kiss her softly, a gesture that was both tender and possessive. Their tongues danced together, a silent declaration of the bond they had formed in the throes of passion.

Cho, the Japanese native, introduced herself with a soft, accented voice. Despite the chaos of the storm and the beast's feral hunger, she had found a strange comfort in the warmth of the creature's embrace. Her hand traced the contours of its muscular chest, feeling the steady throb of its heart beneath the fur. She had stumbled upon this chapel seeking refuge from the tempest, never expecting to become part of such a primal mating ritual.

Her body was still trembling from her powerful orgasm, her pussy slick and sensitive from the beast's rough treatment. She felt the creature's cock, still nestled between her thighs, begin to stir once more, and she looked up at Claire with a mix of excitement and trepidation. Claire met her gaze with a knowing smile, a silent invitation to share in the beast's affections.

Cho slithered closer, her body gliding against the beast's fur as she positioned herself so that she could take its cock into her mouth. Her movements were careful and deliberate, a clear sign that she had done this before. She licked the length of the shaft, her tongue swirling around the head, cleaning away the remnants of their shared juices. The beast's eyes remained closed, but it let out a contented sigh, its body relaxing further into the warm embrace of the two women.

Claire watched, fascinated, as Cho took the creature's cock in her hands, her own mouth joining in the sensual dance. The beast's cock grew hard again under their ministrations, a testament to its insatiable appetite. Together, the two women sucked and licked, their mouths moving in unison, their tongues dancing together around the thick shaft. They took turns, each one eager to show her skills, to bring the creature to the brink of ecstasy once more.

Cho's head bobbed up and down, her cheeks hollowing with each suck. Claire reached out, her hand joining in, her fingernails gently scraping along the sensitive flesh. The creature's growls grew louder, its hips bucking slightly as it enjoyed the dual assault on its member. The chapel was alive with the sounds of their muffled moans and the beast's guttural responses. The air was thick with the musk of sex, a scent that seemed to permeate every pore of their being.

The two women worked in unison, their tongues swirling around the thick shaft, tasting each other's essence on the beast's cock. They took turns, one deep-throating it while the other sucked and licked the base, teasing the tightly drawn sacs beneath. Claire watched with rapt fascination as the creature's eyes rolled back, its mouth open in a silent roar of pleasure. She felt a twinge of jealousy, a desire to claim its full attention once again, but she pushed it aside, lost in the eroticism of the moment.

Cho's eyes gleamed with excitement as she looked up at Claire, her lips stretched around the beast's cock. They shared a mischievous smirk, the tension between them shifting from fear to something far more intimate. The storm outside had become a backdrop to their carnality, a symphony of thunder and lightning that matched the tempo of their shared desire.

With a nod of understanding, Claire leaned in, her mouth engulfing the creature's cock alongside Cho's. Their tongues met, slipping over the velvety skin and sharing the taste of their combined arousal. The beast's hips rolled gently, its cock sliding back and forth between their eager mouths. The creature's breathing grew heavier, its body tensing as it felt the dual suction of their lips and the warmth of their tongues.

They worked in tandem, their heads bobbing in unison, creating a mesmerizing rhythm that had the beast's cock swelling even more. The fur on its body stood on end, and it let out low, rumbling growls of pleasure that seemed to resonate through the very walls of the chapel.

Cho and Claire's hands roamed the creature's body, exploring its contours and finding new places to elicit gasps and growls. They stroked the thick, muscular thighs, the fur a delightful contrast to the smooth skin beneath. Their fingers danced over the beast's cock, pumping in time with their mouths. The head of its cock was a delicious treat, a dance of tongues and teeth that had the creature's hips jerking with pleasure.

The beast's eyes snapped open, its pupils dilated with desire, watching the two women worship its cock. It reached down, tangling its claws in their hair, guiding them closer, urging them on. They took the cue, their mouths moving faster, their hands working in unison. The slick sound of saliva and wet flesh filled the air, a symphony of carnality that seemed to resonate with the dying storm outside.

With a final, guttural groan, the beast released its hot, sticky load over their faces. Cho and Claire didn't flinch; instead, they opened their mouths wide, eager to catch every drop. The cum spurted and spattered, coating their cheeks, their tongues, their chins. They swallowed greedily, savoring the taste of the creature's release. "Thank you for the meal," they both murmured in unison, their eyes never leaving the beast's.

The creature's chest heaved with satisfaction, and it lifted its massive head to look down at them, a low rumble of contentment vibrating through its chest. It knew it had found the perfect mates, females who could handle its primal desires, who could bear its offspring and raise them to be strong, fierce, and beautiful. The thought of them swollen with their pups brought a fierce possessiveness to their gaze, a promise of protection and dominance that made their pussies throb anew.