Ky'Laria... first feeding

Karina felt her right hand sliding slowly back down under Ky's shoulder to roam over her waist and back to her hip. The spots once more caressed with a tenderness that juxtaposed the fear and confusion and desire mingling off the woman whose back was pressed to the floor.

The lick up her cheek draw a deep growling moan from Rin as if it had reached in under her skin and pushed it physically from her vocal box. As Ky pressed down on the prey's hips to lift herself, Rin opened her eyes. The green of her own eyes so deep right now they looked more like crystals than the tender fragile eyes that they were. The statement that to discover her reason for unsurity was to explore more, was met with another hitched breath. And what her mind couldn't make a conscious effort to do, instinct and a millennia of cellular memory was doing for her as her hands gripped Ky's hips to hold her in place, though there was no true strength in the gesture other than perceived. Ky would have had no problem pulling away.

Her hair had come undone in the moments between failed spars and contact with the wall and Ky's fingered gripping. It now spilled around her face, an auburn frame against the black mat that set off Rin's pale skin. It was that image that yet another single syllable rose from the one on the floor to the one poised above her. “How....?” The fingers tightening ever so slightly more as her heart once more raced. <e>

Ky'Laria's 'normal' voice seemed to return, by the sound of her low, smoky chuckle which she drew out as long as her gradually sinking upper body. She hovered with her always expertly-blended inviting menace, just over Karina's lips. Sea green hair fell straight to the sides, casting ephemeral curtains over both of their periphery. Her breath drifted with that weakest of breathing, almost held in, so there was no wind to cool the heat which all but radiated against the human's face. "Well, you have known you... for longer than I have," she commented, her innocent tone sorely out of place with the image Karina took in.

Her tongue peeked out, its slender tip running a soft point along Karina's upper lip before playfully ducking under it and wandering aimlessly about, touching the tip of her canine and running along a few of her incisors. Then, it lifted her lip gently upward, slipped out from it and let it rest, before poking softly at the tip of her nose.

In her "twin" voices, Ky'Laria asked with theatrical sweetness, "Is there somewhere you'd suggest we begin?" At the same time, the Kuras barely twisted and moved her body against Karina, rocking her hips languidly within her hands.
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As the body draped over her once more, Karina was momentarily distracted by the beauty of the woman. From her unusual eyes to her Orion like hair. The moment passed as Ky spoke of her knowing herself longer than the Kuras had known her. And all she could do was give a half shrug. She didn't yet comprehend what the woman was asking of her.

The tongue slipping over her lips made them part automatically. Her body shifting minutely under Ky. Her own breath was swift and shallow as if reacted to the pressure, the exploration, and the heat coming now not just from the hands on her but the face mere inches from her own. She had dismissed the heat on her neck as her own. And now she was aware she had been mistaken.

As the tongue slid over her teeth and explored her, Karina's own tongue slid out with tentative curiosity and draw itself across the thin lined intruder in her mouth. The smoothness that met her one direction was short lived as the opposite direction held slight resistance like layers of skin slighly overlapping. The effect being one to draw an illicit moan from Rin.

When Ky removed herself from inside Rin, it was almost a physical ache that this time raised the doctor's head as if trying to keep the contact.

The same motion was instantly reversed as Ky spoke once more. Her body and language making offerings that left Rin's head spinning. “Kiss me...” was all she could think. If that tongue was that heady merely running over her teeth, how would it feel to taste it truly? <e>

The Kuras' lips closed and pulled into a small, satisfied smile, and she took a moment's pause to take in the ongoing surrender of Karina both to her own desires, and to Ky'Laria's unspoken power. Reaching up, she brushed aside some of her prey's errant hair with a gentle hand before descending over her again. She parted her lips and then opened her mouth slightly, and the tapered, flat end of her tongue rolled languidly out ahead of her.

It reached Karina's lips at the same time as the Kuras' hands cupped both sides of her jaw, thumbs on her chin bidding - needlessly, for sure - the woman's lips to part and make way. Well ahead of Ky'Laria's own lips, it slithered between Karina's as more of it gently rolled forth from... somewhere. Just before it disappeared from sight behind her own nose and Ky'Laria's arriving kiss, Karina saw the glistening of some small bead of deep purple substance running molasses-like down its length. It smeared thickly over her own tastebuds as the Kuras began to gently undulate within her mouth, and their lips pressed together with the painfully deliberate motion of a being who saw no reason to rush the matter.

The stuff was heady indeed, and bore an odd sweetness unlike any sugary thing Karina had ever tasted; it was intense yet not cloying, and it was almost uncomfortably warm, as was its source. Gradually, it left behind a certain tingle which spread everywhere as the Hunter's true kiss proved as venomous as the kiss of her fangs. With a smoky sigh, Ky'Laria expressed her approval at the taste of the woman; it was no blood meal, though it carried a hint thanks to Karina's prolonged, heightened state.

Even in a kiss, Ky'Laria controlled the motions. Her tongue pressed down on Karina's as it slithered by, back and forth, worming about and exploring to her heart's content.
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The hands on her face burned with a heat that was pleasant and unpleasant all at once. Like the face coming down on her, she felt herself almost blown by the radiance of it, even without Ky's breath to push it further. There was no need for the coaxing as things began, Rin's mouth parting in offering at the moment her jaw was embrace.

Fascination, curiosity and fear all rolled in equal measure off Rin as the syrupy nectar on Ky's tongue caught her visual attention, then landed on her tongue. Her closed and her head cocked slightly to the side. While her lips were a bit lost on what to do to seal the kiss, her tongue's own curiosity made up for it.

She was no seasoned lover. And Rin's lack of practice showed if Ky was noticing. It had been over a decade since she had kissed, or been kissed. But while her mind struggled to pray it was doing things right, her body took over and led her down the path like a lamb to slaughter.

Sweet euphoria rolled Karina as the venom on Ky's tongue seeped into her pores unbidden. A deep gutteral moan floating up to fill the shared void between them. With a bit more coaxing of her tongue, Ky raised the metal in Karina's spine as well. Her hands floated up over the small of the Hunter's back. Fingers gripping to hold her with splayed hands just below Ky's shoulder blades.

Parting her lips wider as her boldness grew, Karina moaned once more and her hips rose slightly to press against the weight that was pinning her down. It wasn't a gesture to move Ky off her, but to bring their bodies in contact with one another at the most points possible. <e>

A low sound trilled from deep in Ky'Laria's throat, and she brought up her knees to hold some of her mass and tilt her deeper into the embrace as her hips lifted away and she bore down on Karina, tilting the woman's head back as she loomed large over it. Azure-skinned hands snatched at Karina's upper arms and cast her hands out past her head once more, pinned roughly at the wrists this time.

The kiss, then, was gradually broken much as it had been joined; her tongue, leaving a last surge of thick venom behind, withdrew leisurely from Karina as the Kuras' violet-tinged lips lifted gingerly away to stop just as contact was truly broken. Her fangs delicately hooked at the human's lower lip, the points grazing along as she inched away. With light green hair hanging over Karina's forehead, Ky'Laria looked down over her from her hands-and-sitting posture, taking up her vision almost as much as she seemed to comprise the woman's entire world in that moment. The song of Karina's heart was an ever-melodious serenade at any distance, and the domineering alien took great pleasure in the knowledge that she would not hear it even from rooms away, so attuned was she.

"You surrender so... deeply," she purred. "Did you never know of this... desire?" she queried, lifting her shoulders and sinking into them to descend over Karina anew, pulling the woman's arms back straighter behind her as she extended her own. Arching her back and 'sitting' back over Karina's hips, Ky'Laria's gaze bore down into her prey as if she were a prized possession, newly acquired. "To find new ways to... belong?"

The impeccable blend of gentle caress and animalistic possession shown by Ky'Laria thus far made it just as likely that she spoke of belonging to, as she did of belonging with.
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The sound made Karina echo with a more monotone human sound. When Ky shifted and lifted her hips, Rin lifted with her halfway before settling her tailbone back on the black mat with a soft thump. Her neck, turned back by the thumbs on her jaw, and the ever looming rise of Ky, was stretched taut till no sound came from her but the heady breath as the danced tongues and explored and tasted one another on an intimate level.

Her arms were suddenly drawn up past her uptilted head and this time pinned with more force than before as if in anticipation of a struggle. Or to be sure the 'prey' was aware that to try was futile. The stretching of her body once more raising her torso towards Ky to counter the forced arch. A silent cry of surprise, and something else, parting her lips so the languid removal of Ky's tongue from her was as agonizing slow as it had been in entering. Her lips quivering as the fangs traced over her and tugged a whimper from her throat.

Her head shook slightly, trying to comprehend why it had eluded her all this time. How could someone have emotions they knew nothing about? Even as her head shook ever so slowly from one side to the other, she licked her lips and managed to respond. “.... Once....”

As Ky shifted, Rin found herself pinned both above and below when her hips were pressed to the mat by the woman's sheer size and position. Something in Karina's mind reached, stretched and tried to reach past the dark barrier in her mind the loomed even larger in this moment, trying to protect her from memories long buried. The idea to 'belong' to anyone... or anything...was as foreign to her in this second as the creature above her. <e>

"Once," Ky'Laria repeated, nodding slowly. Then, with an impish smile, she slowly shifted, not to alter her position but to continue changing the sensation she imparted into Karina from the contact of their bodies. Rocking her hips through a long moment of strenuously slow rhythm, she more quickly directed her head down against Karina's throat, pressing her tongue just between her collarbones and tilting her head gently back, drawing it up along her outstretched trachea and flicking its tip gently off the underside of the woman's chin.

Slow, languid movements begat quicker, though smooth motions, begetting yet more achingly drawn out gestures. The pace never steadied, just as the focus of Ky'Laria's ministrations never dwelled. The long lick up Karina's throat was punctuated by a brief squeeze around her wrists; while she focused on that, Ky'Laria ducked in to the base of her right ear, lapping all the way around the back of the lobe. "Speak, my prey," she whispered, before letting her midriff come into the most tenuous contact with Karina's own slightly arched stomach, doubtless made sharper by her sapphire tank top having by now rumpled up to the bottom of her chest.

All the while, through all the constantly shifting sensations - wrist, hips, squeeze, nip, taste - remained the constant of being stretched out, fully opened up and laid before Ky'Laria in enduring reminder of her captivity, no matter how she may by then have welcomed it. "Speak of this... once," she said in her practiced art of gentle commandment before pausing to catch Karina's lip in her teeth again. "When you surrendered yourself to another."

As if unaware of the pleasurable torment it would be for Karina to speak through, Ky'Laria then with a sense of routine dipped back below her jawline and began to lavish her skin with gentle lips, a warm tongue, and occasional rakes of her razor-like fangs.
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Her mind was blacked. The darkness bolstered by blackness and wrapped in oblivion. Karina didn't remember it all. Didn't want to remember.

The thought was cut off as her body reacted, unbidden to the motions. Without thinking, or perhaps with more thinking than she should, the prey's own hips started to match the rhythm of the Hunter. Her gasp and moan at the stroll of the tongue up her throat and off her jaw was a pitiful wordless beg for more.

Arching at the tug of hands... rocking to the grinding of hips... her head lolling to the side as her ear was assaulted... it wasn't long before once more Rin's heart was speeding and her breathing was quick and shallow almost in gasps and gulps.

When the touch of skin on skin was punctuated by a command to speak, she reluctantly shook her head in defiance. No... she couldn't. She didn't want to remember... “Nnnoooo.... uhhhhh...” the word held more reluctance than force.

But then it sped up... the kissing, the licks, the pressing, the grip. Her body fought against the sensations at the time time trying to fight to be free to touch Ky. She knew if she could just touch her, she could distract her. She could bask in this glow and feel and not have to think of, “Marcus...”.

The heat radiating from Karina would never rival the level which Ky'Laria excuded it, but it burned hot none the less. Her moisture and desire starting to fill the air as she fought it, wanting more... wanting it all... wanting it now. But the question... the command. Her face screwed up slightly as if it pained her to say it. “Nnoooo.....” <e>

Ky'Laria slowed. In all her movements, she gradually wound down her pace... and then ground to an agonizingly drawn out halt. She still bore down on Karina's hips, and trapped her wrists high overhead, but everything else ceased. "No?" she repeated, coming up from the human's neck as if for air. "This brings you pain. Regret," she said, softly. "You gave yourself to someone unworthy of you," she declared, sounding wholly sure of her conclusion.

Graciously, she allowed Karina to feel a soft nip at her jawline, but no more. "This Marcus... this human, I presume... he squandered you. Perhaps he was no hunter," the Kuras surmised, bestowing a tiny kiss which deliberately half-missed Karina's lips. "And you may not have been prey. But you offered the gift of yourself, and this other..." She trailed off.

Finally, Ky'Laria released Karina's wrists, sliding her hands back up her arms, then over and off her shoulders. Pressing her hands down into the mat just to either side of Karina's head, she propped up and stared down at, and as ever, into her quarry. "I have tasted you. I know that you are a gift," she stated, though the lick at her own lips reminded one that this was as much describing a food source as it was any sort of profoundly touching statement. "However..."

The Kuras sat back, and then almost fully up; she looked down at Karina's bunched tank top, and placed her warm hands broadly beneath it, at the top of her stomach. "I was incorrect. You have not surrendered yourself to me," she lamented, having returned fully to her normal voice in spite of her fangs remaining 'out.' "Nor are you capable of doing..."
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With the stop of the motion, the lack of distraction meant Karina started to come back to her senses. She heard the voice as it guessed her pain like it was written across her face. “Yes...” it brought pain, regret, embarrassment, all the emotions she didn't want to feel.

The teasing kisses and licks, missed her pulse spot... missed her lips... fluttered just on the edges of where she wanted them. She tried to move her head, tried to redirect the nips and kisses even as the voice reminded her she had given herself voluntarily to that man.

To Marcus.

Despite her hands being released, her arms relaxed, bent slightly, but didn't come down from where they were. As she listened, Karina heard Ky profess she was a gift. That she meant something to her. It filled Karina with a joy she couldn't have put words to. That was, until the 'however' fell between them.

When Ky sat up, it was a loss unlike Rin had ever felt. She lost the pressure, the heat, the connection. It wasn't just the tangible but the intangible. The part she couldn't explain. She gasped with as much breath at this loss as she had at the beginning when she was handed it all.

”I was incorrect. You have not surrendered yourself to me.”

“Noo... wait..” One hand rose to press on Ky's chest. Her breathing hitched by the heat radiating off the Hunter's hands spread on her stomach. Heat like she'd never known there before. Ky's body had been hot, but the hands were almost ten fold, at least in Karina's mind.
“Nor are you capable of doing...”

“Please...” The word came sharp and clear. Tears welling in her eyes as she clenched her jaw and her hands moved with surprising swiftness to lay on Ky's on her belly. “Please... don't..” Don't go... don't give up on me...Don't stop...

All she knew in that moment was that she couldn't let Ky go. Not now. Not like this.

She swallowed and closed her eyes a moment, the tears coming freely now. That's when it happened. Something inside Karina snapped. The darkness cracked wide. It didn't fall, but the dam had been breached. She opened her eyes and her voice was wavering. “He used me... then with other women, he reveled in the masquerade.” Her chest tightened and her heart ached like it was being squeezed again. Unable to look at Ky any longer, she dropped her gaze to the soft smooth stomach of the woman over her. “They all knew and I had no clue. I was a joke. And it hurt to the quick. By the time I called off the wedding, it was too late. The damage was done.” Her last words cracked as she shook her head and squeezed her eyes shut. In ten years she had never spoken of it. Not to the Counselor. Not to the XO. Not even to Doctor Gray.

Her hands, a moment ago a pressure trying to pin Ky's hands to her body, slid to the floor, palms open in resignation. She was raw. It was as if she had been flayed and left for the wind to dry. So she bit her lip and with eyes squeezed tight, she gulped hard once more and tried to stop the unceasing tears. <e>

Hitting the floor stunned Karina as a grunt of air was thrust from her. The act had been reckless with no preparation made for encountering the floor. As she grunted, she realized the holo was stunned as well.

She bent her legs to brace herself. Her knees coming to press on the hips of the instructor turned enemy. While the position was the same as Ky had been on her a moment before, the affect and reason couldn't have been more polar opposite if she had tried. She balled her fist and started swinging. Tears started to fall as she swung to punch his face.

The swings were erratic and unaimed. While her right hand may connect with Marcus' face, her wildly swinging body would be off balance and the left would come down on the shoulder of the man on the floor. Her cries were full of pain with no unintelligible words forthcoming in the blind fury of fist work. <e>

The hologram was not quick enough to do anything more than absorb Karina's first blow with its left cheekbone, but despite the momentary, simulated daze, "he" managed to lift his shoulder to take the next hit on the corner rather than against the joint. Then, not being calibrated to know to do anything else, he simply wrenched Karina's upper body to the side and threw her partially off of him. It was enough that he could crawl away, and begin standing up.

"FOCUS your rage!" Ky'Laria shouted, filling the room. "It is a tool, Karina, but only if you wield it. Do not let it wield you!" Running a few steps to her side to get closer, while staying away from the combat, she continued, "Control yourself! Subdue your surroundings! Be the master!.."

Holo-Marcus, now standing about four metres away, took a few jogging steps to steam up into a run at Karina; apparently, Ky'Laria had added some anger to the opponent...
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The connection to his shoulder popped her knuckles and she drew the hand to her chest in reflex meaning when she was rolled, she couldn't stop it. She was half tossed aside like a large sachel and landed about as gracefully.

Sitting there stunned a moment, she managed to come to her knees then to the balls of her feet, half crouched like a runner waiting for the pistol to launch. And the sounding of the gun was the voice of Ky telling her to focus.

The word snapped her to do just that. She had done this before, faced off over the instructor. It took her a moment, but she realized that this was the same. “Noooo....”

The word was soft, but this time it wasn't aimed at her mentor, it was aimed at the Marcus figure. Unfortunately, by the time it occurred to her to bolster herself, Marus was already on his way. She thought she could stand up and step out of the way. But she was slow. Her hands rose up, at the last second, in an attempt to shove at his chest and try and stop him. <e>

But Marcus' chest ducked forward, and he simply tackled her in the same way the she had done to him. Her hands would find purchase against his shoulders and the top of his head, but against the full of his speed and weight, it was not enough. Coupled by his grasp around her torso, the pair spun and were thrown against the ground with the additional kick of centripetal force from the leftover momentum. They came to rest on their sides, with Marcus holding her from behind.

He got partly up, throwing a foot out in front of himself to steady their weight, and quickly changed his hold to one with his arm around her neck; he had her in a chokehold, and as he sat back with his legs flanking her, she could see his heels digging in and could feel the constriction wind itself in. This holographic instructor, wearing Marcus' face as his own, was nothing like the first-level, choreographed combat training she had been memorizing by brute repetition.

Ky'Laria, grimacing, strolled across the room, watching - and allowing - it to happen, and came to a stop in full view of Karina. She did nothing, other than to seemingly consider her prey's predicament.
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The cry that rang out was a mix of surprise, pain and anger. She went down without and resistance and when he landed and grabbed her from behind, Karina gripped at his arm. Nails dug in as she turned her head trying to get her face into the bend of his elbow. Her cries bit off as Rin fought for her breath.

She was panicking, her legs trying to get under her, but the awkward sideways set of her body meant she couldn't get them under her. In her flailing, her feet stuck to the mat and pressed her body back against him. If she could just get the room, she would bite and claw her way free. Her eyes were closed in concentration as she tried to envision pushing him back and sliding from his grip. <e>

The hologram had dug in its own heels in order to anchor itself to pull an arm taut around Karina's neck, but it had left it simply sitting up, with nothing to prop against and susceptible to being pushed backwards. Karina's initial shoves unsteadied him slightly, but he bent a knee and hooked back a heel to remedy this as best he could.

Ky'Laria watched for a few seconds more, before stepping, prawling toward the tussle, moving without making a sound, and crouching just a step away from Karina. Staring into her panicked eyes, she seemed to search into them for a moment, and after an agonizingly long second or two, simply breathed:

"Power."

The hologram buckled, perhaps as just the right twitch had thrown him off balance. Perhaps Ky'Laria had again with a single word imposed her bidding upon Karina's body and spirit. Whichever it had been - and whichever it was Karina believed - the holo-Marcus was now falling, still constraining her neck under an arm but much less steady as they pitched over.
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Karina's rage wasn't as blind as she would have thought. She felt the instability of her attacker and her mind tried to wrap itself around why that was significant.

Then she was there again. The eyes and voice that steeled her spine with ever command. The single word, breathed over over cheek and neck, pushed the puzzle piece just right into her mind.

Push her mind whispered with the deep command similar to Ky'Laria, as if somehow even her pwn psyche knew what voice to use to make her act.

She shoved with her body and gasped as the topple momentarily loosed the hold on her neck. She twisted off him to her side, her mouth coming to his elbow bend and biting down with every ounce of strength she had as her other hand did something that wouldn't have crossed her mind in a million years prior to this moment. Her right hand reached for his manhood with the determination to squeeze it with all her might. It had been the greatest cause of her pain.. now it would be his greatest pain. <e>

"Marcus" was fixated enough on the pain of Karina's teeth pushing into his flesh that he did not react to her attempt to reach between his legs. He certainly reacted as she gained purchase; a tooth-gritting growl turned into a pained yelp, and the threshold was crossed where so much pain exploded through him that he momentarily forgot about everything else. His arm fell away for long enough that Karina could escape. His "brain" did switch back on after a moment, though, and now he scrambled to end the pain that Karina was causing. Moving more as the woman had when she had pinned him and thrown frenzied, unaimed punches, Marcus kicked out a foot, hoping to hit anything hard enough to get her off him.

Ky'Laria actually gave a slight wince; in her amusement, she considered feeling bad for the hologram...
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His release broke the hold. Being a hologram was the only reason Karina figured there was no blood on her lips. She kept her grip and used her other hand to brace herself. But as his leg swept out, once more rage blinding her to the expectation, she fell and her grip was released.

Instinct took over at that moment and she rolled away, stopping a second later as her back came to brace against the wall a couple feet away. She was panting, breathing almost near the edge of hyperventilation, as she crouched, the back of her right arm reaching up with almost a primal grace, to wipe the saliva from her face. She was staring with a hungry fixation on the enemy across from her.

“No more... not with me... not with them...” she growled low and deep towards the holo Marcus. In her mind, she knew her grip had harmed him permanently. Parts of her medical mind remembering exactly how deep to squeeze and where the nails needed to grind to make him nearly irreparably damaged. She had crossed the line. It wasn't a replica... it was Marcus in the flesh.

Slowly she rose, her back nearly sliding up the wall as she repeated the words. “No more... ever....” <e>

"Computer," came Ky'Laria's melodious voice. Karina could hear it; the Kuras was happy. "Switch to objective mode." At that command, the hologram remained, but ceased to "see" anyone in the simulation; "Marcus" had been staring at Karina with anger, fear, and disdain, but it was then as if she had simply left, and a sort of relief came aross the holo-replica. He collapsed flat onto his back, holding his stomach. Not that his wrecked genitals were not excruciating, but in that moment he actually showed as being violently sick to his stomach.

The Kuras strode proudly up behind the hologram's back, looking down at it and then slowly lifting her gaze to fixate on Karina. "Look," she simply uttered, gesturing down without looking herself. "Observe, this weakness."

Ky'Laria found herself playing idly at the side of her own stomach, swirling a fingertip over and around a few of her thumbnail-sized spot-scales. She was doing an uncharacteristically poor job of hiding her satisfaction as she finally glanced back down on 'Marcus.' "The weakness that you had in you. See it now, here. In him... you've returned it to its rightful owner."

"And you..." her gaze rose once more, a blend of pride and of sizing up; of contentment, and the promise of a future hunger of... whatever sort, "Do you feel your strength, reclaimed? The sensation of it settling into your being? A new... skin, holding your newfound, once-lost spirit?"

Karina had seen Ky'Laria, aloof. She had seen Ky'Laria, tolerant. She had seen her, intrigued, and she had seen her, hungry; of that latter, there would never be any mistake. The sound of that nearly-shrieked hiss still trailed smoke from its burn mark in her memory. But, until this gaze upon - all over - deep within - her prey, Karina had perhaps never seen Ky'Laria... attracted. It seemed that the Kuras had been waiting to see if the human had been capable of opening the door that she had just now stepped through.
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Karina slowly stepped from the wall and closed the distance halfway to the prone 'Marcus'. While Ky spoke of the man at her feet, it was her hands at her sides that held a momentary fascination for Rin's vision.

As the eyes of the Hunter rose, so, too, did the eyes of the prey. Rin took a deep breath and paused and thought for a moment. There 'was' a change in her. She felt it and to deny it was to lie. But what exactly it was, she tried to define. “I can breathe...” she said simply as if that explained it all. Her breath still coming in ragged breaths. Her adrenaline still so peaked it left her heart racing, fingers flexing and body flushed.

When the question was posed about her new skin, and her spirit. The final remnants of the darkness inside her crumbling to a heap. It wasn't completely gone, that would still take a while. But it certainly didn't loom in her like it had before. The doctor stepped up till her toes were nearly touching Marcus' curled up knees. “Yes...” she said, as her eyes finally looked down at the man writhing on the mat. <e>

Ky'Laria smiled, watching Karina as she took in the sight of the broken man, and sensing the changes in the woman from her broken chains. "Computer," she spoke softly. "Remove training character." With that, the last tangible vestige of the man's grip on her soul shimmered away into nothing alongwith the holographic replica.

With the space opened on the floor, she stepped in and closed up with Karina; she stood closely, but not against her. There was need to make room to use her hands, and she lifted her right to Karina's chest once more, floating the left over the woman's shoulder to cast widely across her back. Opening her mouth to speak, to still her prey's heart, she briefly reconsidered. More accurately, she delayed, deigning instead to roll her head back just slightly with gently closing eyes as both of her hands felt Karina's heart pound from within against all sides. "Ahh," she breathed, selfishly taking in a moment of bliss for herself, but keepingit short before letting her gaze fall and meet the prey's eyes.

Her lips parting slightly, and then her mouth opening a bit more, the Kuras drew in a breath which uncharacteristically unsteadied for the briefest moment as her incisors visibly retracted in full view. It was an exaggeration to describe it as 'paining' Ky'Laria, though it certainly qualified as a certain... withdrawal from euphoria, not to mention a serious mental and physical effort. After a moment, and about a centimetre, there was an actual tapping sound from her mouth; hidden latches, after a fashion, falling into place to hold the fangs back until they were next unleashed. "Uh--" The sound came unbidden from Ky'Laria's throat as the guttural sigh of relief came to signal that wonderful, initial second of freedom from exertion. Her breathing steadied, and she smiled slightly at Karina. "Still. ... Be still," she directed breathily.
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The disappearance of the body made the final tension ease from Karina's mind and body. Her shoulders slouched slightly and her expelled breath was long and slow as if some small breath, held for ten years, was suddenly being released.

The pressure and heat of the hand on her chest was no less intense or hot because of the clothing in the way. Her heart, still racing, skipped a beat at the touch as Karina's own hand instinctively went to Ky's hips to rest there, her thumbs barely on the exposed skin at the bottom of her shirt openings. As Ky's eyes met her own, her blood ran swifter. The memories of earlier rising fresh to take the place of the memories of the scuffle.

Rin's fascination broke the eye contact and watched the fangs retract, licking her lips as fear and desire rolled off her once more. Remembering the bite, the tugs, the grazing of her skin under those needle like teeth. When the pain became evident, the doctor did what she always did... she sought to soothe the victim. Though 'victim' wasn't the word she would ever picture with the Hunter before her. Her thumbs rubbed back and forth with light tenderness on bare flesh. At the sigh of relief, the motion didn't stop, but a sympathetic smile of adoration barely lifted the edges of Karina's lip. An unspoken look meant to soothe even without the utterances of the words to that affect.

When the woman looked back at Rin, and Rin looked back up into her eyes, she heard the command and her body reacted like it had before. She took a deep breath and her body began to relax. Her eyes were slowly returning to normal, dilated from the adrenaline. Her skin shivered minutely from the sweat reacting to the air circulation system. And her body leaned slightly into the palm on her chest as her heart started to slow. <e>

The Hunter smiled down at Karina as she felt her body slowing, calming; it satisfied her to see her prey finally tasting the feeling of the serene, and it satisfied her as ever that the body obeyed her command. "I know you will not take lightly," she began, pausing to take a half-step closer. "When I tell you that I am proud of you, my prey."

After a pause, calculated to let her words sink deep into Karina, the Kuras slid her hand up from her chest to caress the left side of her neck, lifting her thumb up onto the flush, fair cheek. "Now you can become whole again. It will take more time, I am certain... but you are free. Free to fully reclaim yourself." A devilish smirk crossed her features before she, in a huskier tone, added, "I think I can even find the patience within me to allow you that time, before I fully claim what is...mine." It was meant to tease, but her words were still heavy with a certain confidence about what the march of time would bring.

"Are you helpless, Karina?" she asked spontaneously, taking care to frame the question exactly as she had several times before. She would link the moments together with those words, and the next, serving as the thread to bind them. "Are you lost?"
<e>

The words sunk in before their meaning did. This had been more than a lesson, it had been a cleansing. As forced and brutal as it had occurred, it was something that had to happen. And no one, to this point, had been strong enough to crash into and thru the barriers in Karina. It slowly started to dawn on her that she was changed, in this moment, on a holodeck speeding thru deep space.

As the confession came that even Ky could find patience to let Rin heal fully, it made her raise her right hand as the woman stepped closer and rest the splay of her fingers lightly across the side of Ky's ribs.

As the questions, asked and answered less than half an hour ago once more broke the silence, Rin found her voice, slightly course from yelling and crying and the choke hold, responding with a bit more confidence than before. “No....”

And the same confidence hovered under the answer to the second query as well, “No...” this time the prey was able to meet the Hunter's gaze to prove her sincerity. Her chest rising and falling beneath the touch of the woman, and the scent of fear lessening in the room as they stood there. <e>

Ky'Laria caressed the cheek under her thumb, nodding at Karina's response. She prepared to ask one follow-up question, and to do so, her hand slipped back along the woman's neck, thumb hooking in front of her ear and fingers grasping softly round the back of the neck. Her other hand, from Karina's back, lifted away and with wide-splayed thumb and fingers did its best to gather the auburn hair from side to side and hold it at the back of her head. She gave a light tug at it, no roughness, no jerk to the head... just enough to make the tension felt.

"Are you mine?"
<e>

The motion of the hands made Karina's body quiver to her core. The hand on her neck making her pulse race once more, but not in fear. And the hand, grasping a hold of hair fallen free of its tie long ago, drew a small mewl, almost a whimpered gasp to soar up Karina's throat.

Her hands tightened slightly, though still, unconsciously. She was aware of the sensitivity of the spots and only her finger tips, to the front and back of the spot line, added any pressure. When the hair was tugged, her response was swift and breathy....

“Yes...”

Eyes glazing as endorphins reacted on a deeper level than even the doctor was aware of. <e>

Ky'Laria noticed the careful placement of Karina's fingertips, and knew the underlying intent. She smiled slightly, and as she took in her prey's affirmative answer, she knew that Karina was not answering quite the same question as she was being asked. For now, it did not matter; she would understand completely in the moment of true surrender. Still, it was never unpleasant to hear prey answer 'yes, I am yours.' Ky'Laria would not waste the opportunity to revel in it; life was too long to deny oneself such small pleasures.

Smiling knowingly, she glanced down through the narrow space between their bodies. She withdrew her right hand to seek and find Karina's left, delicately bracketing the pattern of spots which meandered the crease between abdominal and oblique muscles. Sliding her fingers around the index finger, she gently guided it aross her taut, azure skin until Karina's fingertip touched the edge of a spot. "Your concern is... touching," she purred, chuckling with internal pride at accomplishing a triple entendre, glad in that moment for her decision not to be enslaved to the universal translator. "But the scales protect the 'zalixir'ettu' against such harsh sensations as... direct, touch," she explained, each syllable and every pause precisely placed as ever. "I know well of the awe that my form inspires," she declared through fiercely smiling lips. Untangling her hand from Karina's, she reached across and slipped slowly into a gentle but possessive grasp around the full arc of Karina's left hip, letting her thumb sweep over the ridge of the bone and into the shallow dip to its inside. "You may explore it without fear of doing me harm."
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Rin's lower lip caught up in her teeth with a small hiss of pleasure as her tentative touch to Ky's spots was encouraged. She loosed her grip on both sides and openly ran her hands gently over the line of alien feeling skin. Her eyes gazing over the woman's body with admiration as she did, occasionally looking down at where her fingers were.

When Ky slid a hand over Karina's hip, the sensation parted her jaw, releasing her lip from its captivity. She looked back up at Ky's face and a soft smile lit up her features. She nodded, “Yes, ma'am...
The words came without thinking. As the thumb of the Hunter slid under the edge waistband of her work out pants to slide over the crease at her hip, she found herself pressing towards it. Her head nodding to the permissive words of the mysterious creature before her. It emboldened her moves and she slid her splayed hands up Ky's rib cage, her thumbs slowly caressing the barest pressure over the side of Ky's breasts as she reached that level of the Hunters body. <e>

Karina's hands slipped over a physique which was, academically, familiar enough, though it differed in some details. Ky'Laria's skin was doubless astonishingly smooth in feel and the perfectly uniform azure of a midday sky somehow without a sun, though it was entirely untouched by sweat. This gave it something of a tack as Karina's own skin, humid from exertion and emotion, passed over it. Much like her penchant for wearing thinner, or less, or revealing clothing to hinder her body's movement as little as possible, so too it seemed was Ky'Laria's skin purpose-made to give no restriction to whatever deadly dance or prolonged hunt she may have needed to surmount.

For a moment, Karina's finger encountered rigidity between ribs; in fact the Kuras' ribcage was a crisscross of smaller, denser stuff than under any human's skin. It flexed with her slow, unperturbed breathing, and the strength needed to restrain the Hunter's fiery heart which was... barely perceptible.

And the flesh! The muscle. It was mostly in the 'right' places; abdominals, obliques, lats all had at least similar enough analogues. But they felt in constant strain under the skin, as though her body was wrapped barely thick enough to hold it all together. She didn't appear to be flexing anything purposely; she simply seemed to exist in a state where every fibre of muscle was primed. Ready to strike, like the peerless predator. There was also a heft, if one could discern it without holding a mass in one's hand; her musculature had a density which hinted at the hiding place of all the weight which had borne down on Karina just minutes earlier.
For Ky'Laria's part, she was deeply contented with her body's mesmerism of her prey; it was so delightfully effortless to bring the quarry deeper under her domain when all she had to bring was herself, and wait. Someday, if she lived long enough, she would find the being that had given her this perfect body... and probably use it to bring them underfang, too!

With a 'purr' deep from her throat, she briefly rolled her head back under Karina's adulant caress, before making the spontaneous decision to make a more meaningful tug on the handful of Karina's hair that she had been holding onto. Why ask Karina to look up and tilt her head back when she could simply will it to happen, herself?

Looming more than her head's height over the woman, it was easy enough to simply step into her and look down over Karina's face, her sea-green hair falling to frame her gaze once more. She leaned, pushing forward and leaning Karina slightly but forcefully back, controlling the tilt of her head with the tension on her hair.

Sliding out in earnest this time, the point of her tongue fell straight for and slid between Karina's lips, parting them with its taper as she rolled ever more out into the air between them. Onward it slid, glistening with the violet syrup of Ky'Laria's venomous nectar and... went on, and on, sliding over the human's tongue and straight into her throat. The warm tingle spread more quickly this time, a soothing and intensely pleasurable feeling which seemed to sharpen the senses while sweeping aside pain and fear. However alien this moment was, it would quickly feel... right. Whatever the Hunter decided...
<e>

Karina watched where you hand was moving, and a soft whisper, barely a breath, whispered over Ky's throat with their nearness. “Sooooo beeauuttifuullll.....” the simple syllables drawn out to the length of a full sentence, meant to convey everything at once. The smoothness of it, now that Rin was given the chance to experience it, was so smooth it stuck in her mind as fascination.

The ribs, given more attention on the down stroke than the the up, was caressed. While, perhaps, her doctor mind was part of it, it was her curious personal mind that ran tender digits over the ridges comprising Ky's rib cage. The index finger lightly tracing over the slight protrusions with nearly erotic fascination. The tautness of the flesh over Ky's abdomen and sides made Rin think she was tensed from the touch. It didn't occur to her that it was a constant state for the Hunter. But it did nothing to hide the solidity of her core which belied the compactness of the body that had bound her effortlessly to the mat.
Karina's hands had reached Ky's hips once more when the tug drew her head back. This time the gasp as audible as her spoken word had been. An exhaled whimper of pleasure and surprise as eyes widened to look up with shock and awe at once more being caught off guard. Her hands spread wide to grip at the woman's hips without thought of the spots this time, so reflexive was the reaction.

Once more, blood rushed, breathing hitched and the scent of excitement rolled from the prey as easily as if a bottle had been opened and poured at the Hunter's whim. The gaping jaw was no match for the tongue that unfurled and slid down her own, the thick heady saliva affecting Karina in just the right way, once more. Her body relaxed, her throat muscles undulating to practically swallow the vine like tongue like a sip of her lover's wine. It started to block her air and she struggled a bit, her breathing coming in gasps as her mind fought between wanting and fearing what was happening to her. Her eyes never left Ky's as pulled on the Hunter's hips in desperation as she swallowed over and over in a vain attempt to get it past her throat. <e>

Feeling the squeeze and pull against the end of her venomous appendage, Ky'Laria quickly closed the distance to Karina's lips, tilting her head deeply as she sealed them with her own. Her tongue advanced briefly further with this motion, but then began to withdraw, changing from silken smooth to ridges of roughness which stroked all along Karina's throat and tongue. She had soon withdrawn enough that the woman could breathe, and with a surge of syrupy fluid left to trickle downward she retreated into her mouth. Another pulse of hot liquid wept out of her tongue, and another; there was not enough of the venom to compel any new swallowing from Karina, but any time the natural reflex would come, a thick shot of the fluid would tip its way down, spreading pleasant warmth all the way and seeping in everywhere it went even as it trickled into Karina's stomach.

With every drop, the mind's edges would soften; it did not numb or sedate as the bite had, but Ky'Laria's voice certainly was sounding even more melodious, and compelling. Her heat felt hotter, yet easier to handle. Suggestions from the Hunter would seem increasingly agreeable, and though the mind would not be enslaved, it would feel a certain tug of necessity toward fulfilling the Kuras' wishes. And sensations...
Uncharacteristically, Ky'Laria yielded into Karina's pull on her hips, pressing closer and forcing the 'kiss' deeper even as her tongue no longer plunged into Karina's throat... until it did. In no time, she sent it down the opening again, but stopped just short of restricting Karina's breathing. Back it came, dragging pleasurably along any surface it touched, until it touched tip to tip against Karina's muscle. Forward again, to the 'safe' depth, and back, and forward... the rhythm gradually set in, Ky'Laria's hand possessively caressing Karina's jaw as the vine-like tongue flexed, seeped venom, and slid down as if to drive the load of thick nectar home. Out, pulse, heat, venom, in.

After a moment, signalled by a noise buzzing from the Kuras' throat and up her tongue into Karina, she began to just barely rock her hips against her prey's hands in time with the rhythm of her tongue driving through and past her mouth.
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The deepening of the action into an actual kiss made Karina melt against Ky's embrace. The arching of her body pressed her hips closer in tandem with her head tilting back and elongating her throat to accept what was given. She the tongue began its initial withdrawal, the gentle roughness made Karina whimper, her knees bending slightly as she tried to make it exit faster.

But the nearness meant her knees stopped when they encountered Ky and left her unable to lower herself further. A gentle cough accompanied the final blockage and she gulped air only to gulp the venom as well. A whimper of pleasure and a tightening flex to her grip of Ky's hips were what heralded her surrender to the next invasion into her trachea. This time her body a bit more compliant and the fear starting to seep back as trust took its place.

Then the stroking of her throat started to come in earnest and the whimper was drawn out into a long moan. When the Hunter moved to close the final gap between their bodies, Rin unabashedly slid her hands up inside Ky'Laria's shirt and over the flesh of her back to once more hold her close as her fingers parted to encompass as much of the hot flesh as she could and hold it with all her might.

Like a puppet on a string, the stroking drew a desire from Karina that had her shifting her hips in time with Ky. Her inexperience once more not quite in time till it surrendered completely to the rhythm of the tongue's intrusive strokes. Instinct led her body and helped compensate for her lack of experience. She swallowed the drops she was fed like a starving animal... the prey captured by her Hunter once more. <e>

Karina's hands were cool, as ever, to the Kuras' skin, the move to her back caused her to feel the change to it from her skin-warmed fabric and she reflexively pushed forward. It was a small, uncommon surprise to Ky'Laria, and her prey was rewarded with a deep, purposeful breath and ever tighter fall into her embrace.

The smoothness of the blue skin was the same, but across such an expanse as Ky'Laria's back it could perhaps amplify the sensation, other than the dense cords and rises of her well-developed physique, Karina soon brushed across more spots, in twin runners which meandered down either side of her spine. At the small of her back, the 'vines' of spots made a final curl outward as they tapered into the sea of azure. Rising to the shoulder blades, the runners 'thickened' as the individual scales grew in size, and across the blades they burst into swirling filigree of the shiny spots in patterns to complex for the hands to suss out alone.

Like a hundred pressure plates, each triggered a building wave of ecstasy and animal excitement in the Kuras as the cool (but warming) skin of Karina's hands swept across them. Ky'Laria dropped her handful of hair, as if forgotten, and pressed her hand around the small of Karina's back, dipping a shoulder and wrapping around until her fingertips just about caught the blade of her left hip.
In the forceful kiss, the Kuras withdrew into a more familiar undulation against Karina's tongue for a few persistent moments as her breathing had become a little faster but a lot heavier, more forceful. With one last swell of the flesh, her tongue gushed out as much venom as it could, and retreated with renewed purpose back across the distance into its own home. A measure of urgency seemed to build into Ky'Laria's motions as she turned her head to a more usual angle to kiss and withdrew from the single, prolonged embrace into a series of quick, hungry kisses alternating from Karina's upper to lower lip. An occasional flit of her tongue across the way served as small punctuations to her sudden and insatiable lust for the human's supple lips.

Eventually, even that embrace was broken, and Ky'Laria pressed her forehead to Karina's, with the distinct sensation of the spots wreathing her eyes pressing into the skin. "I will have your body, my prey," she huffed brerathily into Karina's face, sending wisps of auburn and green hair to billow out to the sides. Relaxing her arms, she began to withdraw them slowly as if allowing Karina to escape her hold bur for a fleeting moment. "So you... will disrobe."
<e>

The reaction of her touch on Ky sent a bolder streak thru Karina. Her hands moved, one up, one down, as the embrace tightened. Aware of the spots, she trickled her touch over each she came in touch with, like fingers lightly dancing over piano keys before playing them. Her mental image of the spots made her swim with pleasure, the idea that her fingers could bring pleasure to Ky made her more aware of touching the woman as the embrace deepened.

When her hair was released, she tipped her head to compliment the shift of the Hunter's head and kissed her with new found passion. She was still a novice and her tongue was lost on what to do, barely darting out with tentative explorative touches. Ky's deepening breathing heightened the prey's own reaction and she moved her body as if vertical position and clothing wasn't an issue. She wanted more... more of the woman, more of the touch, more of the sounds and shudders she was both giving and receiving.

The all encompassing embrace made Karina feel wanted. Something she had lacked in her life till now. Between the feel of the embrace and the deepening of Ky's desires, a tear of pleasure trickled from Karina's eyes at the joy of more than just the embrace.
The hitched breaths of Ky as the kiss was broken and their foreheads touched made Karina open her eyes. She drew her hands up Ky's back, her thumb absently rubbing back and forth in a soothing motion similar to the same motion on her hips at the beginning. And the order to remove her clothing left her silently nodding.

With great reluctance that bordered on physically painful, the human stepped back. Her hold on Ky released ever so slowly out of reluctance as well as the stabilizing of her legs so she didn't collapse. Her eyes locked to the woman as hands slowly and purposefully began to unroll the careful folds of the shirt Ky had moved off her stomach before her fight with the Marcus holo. It was soon over her head and on the floor. Her hair shaken out before eyes locked once more on the Hunter. Her tank top went next, till she was bare, breast nipples hard in the cool holodeck.

Her thumbs slid into her waistband and she slowly pushed her pants down, pausing to slip off her work out slip ons. As Karina stood back up, wearing only a pair of surprisingly sexy blue lace panties, she pushed the pile of material aside with foot and took the steps needed to close the gap. Her panties were still on as she reached for Ky's body in hopes to do the same to her. <e>

Ky'Laria reassured her prey with her usual hungry smile as the woman distanced herself. A further satisfaction worked its way across her features when Karina either by happy accident, or by seeming to know, backed away enough to ensure the Kuras had a good view of her.

Her form looked as satisfying as it had felt to the Kuras' hands, and also had seemed to the 'sense' afforded her by her scaled spots. There was an appreciation in Ky'Laria for the care which which the Doctor had sharpened the body that genetics had given her. She may still have only been human, but every species worked within its limits... and there was power locked away in that physique. It would be the Hunter's work to continue breaking the prey of the limits that she did not know she could surpass...

A flash of heat rose in Ky'Laria as she watched Karina approach, her characteristic meekness somewhat blunted by newly discovered animalistic desire. These were the moments which only came once... for each kereladin, that is to say. "Yes, my prey. You are permitted to undress me," she purred while offering a knowing smile.

The contrast in purpose of the woman's panties against a decidedly utilitarian workout get-up was certainly not lost on the Kuras. "But first... these are fetching, aren't they?" she asked rhetorically as she looked down at the last fabric covering Karina's body. "I can hardly wait to see what else you have for me," she teased as she lowered herself to her knees as if to get a closer look. "Rrr," she trilled, leaning closer to Karina's hips with narrowing eyes, seeming to consider something.
With a leading smirk, and no warning eye contact, she dipped her face in below Karina's stomach, opening her lips and allowing a warm breath to blow against her skin and doubtless permeate the fabric with its heat. Carefully, she moved in, turning her face to the side as her upper lip touched deep in the crease of her hip and the flats of her teeth were felt scratching against the skin. There was a small tug at the elastic at the top edge of the panties, but no more. "No," she stated. "That won't work. One moment, my prey," she said in an unusually high, lilting voice, as if to pretend that she wasn't within a literal lick of entering Karina's body in a wholly different way.

snick! "Gh-aaaaAAHhh, yessss!" And a heavy, deep sigh of bliss.

Literally only released to act as better tools, it was no less a release bordering on the orgasmic to let slip her incisors. The sensation had only aged like fine spirits, over the last two and a half millenia. "This... should work better," she said, the fangs bringing back with them the 'twin voices' of the calm mastermind and the animal hiss.

Extended fangs worked much better as hooks than retracted ones ever could, and they effortlessly - and to Karina's mind, dangerously pressed flat against the flesh below her waist, slipping beneath the top band of her panties. She leaned back only from the neck up, drawing the band carefully away from her skin. Only then did Ky'Laria slowly look up, careful to keep the cloth hooked on her fangs as she met Karina's eyes. Her lips formed as best they could into a devilish smile, and in an impressive example of lingual gymnastics her tongue slithered its way out between the taut band of the underclothes, Ky'Laria's teeth, and her upper lip.
It wouldn't have lasted, as the Kuras' tongue grew ever girthier with each centimetre which rolled out of her mouth. A small alarm sound softly escaped her as she caught the band just in time with a hooked index finger, and then she was also able to better look up at Karina as the serpent slowly delved into the space between her skin and her gently stretched panties. Finally, the warm vine made contact with skin - just the tonguetip, and likely not on the mark which the human may have wanted. But it was hot, barely cooled by the air, and it began to slither downward as more length spilled with agonizing slowness from Ky'Laria.

It was at least a count of ten before the pointed tip of Ky'Laria's awesome appendage even reached the periphery of Karina's womanhood, and with an eternity more it had slithered its way down the length of her entrance. Its rounded, vinelike profile perhaps teased at the notion of parting those curtains, but agonizingly made no effort at all to sound the depths within.
<e>

The unspoken request was answered with a draw of allowance and Rin stepped up and slid her hands over Ky's chest to remove her shirt but the single piece outfit wasn't as easily manipulated before Ky took to her knees to pay attention to the panties that Karina had left on.

Her hands, originally planning to slip over the sides of the Kuras and divest her of her clothing, found herself with her hands gripping Ky's shoulders for balance as, once more, she felt her legs wobble at the placement of the mouth against her lacy undergarments. Along with the sweat and desire, lavender and jasmine from her body wash would float over Ky's olfactory sensors as she exhaled and inhaled in a teasing fashion.

With the denial of happiness at the situation, Karina looked down as the woman leaned her head back to extract her fangs. Rin's hand went to her head, holding it to support it, her fingers caressing the tresses as a shudder rolled thru her at the hiss of satisfaction. “Mmmmmmm.” The small moan of pleasure added to the head between her legs.
The unspoken request was answered with a draw of allowance and Rin stepped up and slid her hands over Ky's chest to remove her shirt but the single piece outfit wasn't as easily manipulated before Ky took to her knees to pay attention to the panties that Karina had left on.

Her hands, originally planning to slip over the sides of the Kuras and divest her of her clothing, found herself with her hands gripping Ky's shoulders for balance as, once more, she felt her legs wobble at the placement of the mouth against her lacy undergarments. Along with the sweat and desire, lavender and jasmine from her body wash would float over Ky's olfactory sensors as she exhaled and inhaled in a teasing fashion.

With the denial of happiness at the situation, Karina looked down as the woman leaned her head back to extract her fangs. Rin's hand went to her head, holding it to support it, her fingers caressing the tresses as a shudder rolled thru her at the hiss of satisfaction. “Mmmmmmm.” The small moan of pleasure added to the head between her legs.

Unable to keep her head downcast, Rin threw her head back and moaned open throated as the tongue slithered out to assail her. Her hands, moving in amateur shaking desperation, managed to find the velcro at Ky's left shoulder with her right hand. She tugged till it released, the desire being to disrobe the Hunter as her own body was stripped bare before her.

As the tongue licked lower, running along the crease yet never sating her, Karina whimpered in need and tried to press closer. Her brain not considering the fangs between her and her desire. A single word warbling from her throat, still taut from it's baring as the head lay back in languid pleasure.....”Kyyyyyyyyy....” It started as a moan and trailed off as a plea. <e>

A nearly villainous chuckle buzzed through Ky'Laria's tongue, even as the song of Karina's pulse and the rush of blood through her veins landed heavier again on her ears; the taste of unsated desire which seeped onto the Kuras' tongue was in its own way nearly as pleasing.

However, the woman had asked said her name... at least, she had used the prefix. But Ky'Laria wouldn't begrudge her that, how was she to know, especially in this state? As another hot breath blew delicately against Karina's skin and through her underclothes, Ky'Laria began to draw back her tongue, the ridges now catching Karina's skin with the same agonizing slowness as the smooth vine had slipped along mere moments ago. Back, and back it pulled, never sliding inside... denying the prey her pleasure again, for now.

The Hunter had not decided to bestow it, yet. Karina would learn how this worked, in time.

Soon, but certainly not too soon, Ky'Laria's tongue parted ways with Karina's skin, and made its way back into her mouth. Gently, her index finger placed her panties back against her skin, and her tongue meandered about in her own mouth as she looked up to show the human her enjoyment of the taste of her.

"Yes, my prey?" was all she said, her smile as much a torment as her denial.
<e>

Karina's cry rose as the tongue withdrew. The sensation, like the draw of a cat's tongue along her palm, rose the hairs on her body like a reaching of her whole self towards the Hunter.

Her hands gripped into the soft bare flesh now exposed on Ky's shoulders, her hands marveling at the spots there and still cautious of too much pressure. Her body jerking with the loss the tongue all together and her head coming to look down at the woman on her knees as the question was raised.

”Yes, my prey?

The words, though purred from her lips, hardly registered. Had she asked something? Oh.. the fall of her name as Karina begged for entrance to her folds... “I... I want you.... to be yours...” she managed to say, though it came out almost a beg. Like a child asking for something she knew she would be denied, but voicing it anyway on the off change 'this' time would be different. Her legs and body were trembling and it wasn't from the coolness of the room. Eyes of deep green, made deeper from lust and need till they looked like emeralds still encased in the Earth, looked down as her right hand boldly ran caressing fingers thru Ky's hair. <e>

Ky'Laria gently pressed her head into Karina's hand in a reflexive, animalistic reaction, and then rolled back as she turned to run her face against the woman's palm. Giving a final caressing stroke over her hip, she brought her left hand up to Karina's outstretched forearm, taking a soft grasp and sliding a thumb and forefinger to the base of her hand. "But Karina, my dear," she purred deeply as he leaned toward the wrist, fangs-first and lips taut, a brief flash of wanton need on her features.

The points of her incisors touched, and ran across the width of Karina's wrist; her deep magenta tongue then dragged along in the other direction. "You already told me that you were mine..." A dark smile grew on her lips as she held there at Karina's wrist, the heat of her breath cooled by the fresh smear of venomous ichor on the skin.

There was no twitch of muscles, nor even a change of the Hunter's features to warn of her all but lunging at Karina's tormented womanhood, still covered by her attractive blue underclothes. "Or did you intend," she rasped, her voice sailing high into its hissing character as she pawed possessively with both hands at Karina's hips and midriff; she expertly played the part of a being barely able to control herself, but while it was certainly founded in true desire, it was another of the countless pulls at her prey's puppet strings. "To ask..."

Her tongue whipped out of her, as if from a chameleon catching a passing insect, and pressed lengthily into the fabric of Karina's panties, pushing intently as they creased against the precipice of her ecstasy. Soon, she reeled her appendage back in again, tugging gently along the cloth until her tongue was again resting within her. "For me to claim your body? Is that the sort of 'being mine' that crossed your mind?" she questioned in a saccharine voice.
<e>

The nuzzling made Karina's heart soar. The woman's touch made Rin shudder and as her wrist was bared and fangs traveled over the pulse point, she bit her lip in anticipation of a bite. She was enraptured at the site of the ichor on her skin to the point that when Ky whipped her attention and her face and tongue assailed her pussy once more, she bellowed a warbled cry of shock and gripped the woman's shoulders, doubling over her body and bracing on her back rather than collapsing backwards onto the floor. “UUHhhhh....”

Her hips once more undulated with desire for the fabric to be removed and the tongue's pressure to once more be on flesh. The question to have her body claimed was met with a nod, till Rin realized Ky couldn't really see her. “Yyesss....” she whispered in a breathy exhale. <e>
"Ah." The mock surprise was another layer upon the complex web of pleasure and torment which the Kuras weaved - as if Karina was not long past any need to be 'trapped' by now.

"If you wanted to give me your whole body," she breathed, hot as ever over the space between Karina' hips. Her fangs hooked and tugged the band of Karina's panties delicately, lifting it an inch from her skin and with a twitch, letting it snap softly back against her. "Why is this still on?" she teased. "Am I supposed to descend into a frenzy and tear it off before I... ravage you?" The otherworldly hiss rose in her voice with each word; while she had not made the prospect sound inevitable, she certainly had not signalled its being impossible. "Do I seem as some sort of..." Trailing off, Ky'Laria leaned slightly toward the woman's bare skin, fangs forward as if they were pulled by a tether, and her tongue visibly curled with hunger. The last of her words were carried only by the return of the full 'feral' voice, as if a chorus of hissing. "Savage... beast?"
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Having realized her position, Karina stood back up as the fabric of her panties was snagged then released by the fangs of the Hunter.

At the query, Karina swiftly moved on unstable legs to remove the last vestige of material between her and Ky. “Nooo....” came her half nervous laugh at whether she thought the woman before her was a savage beast. While in the back of her mind it was certainly a possibility, she knew better than to voice it. The panties were free of one leg but caught themselves, forgotten on Rin's left ankle and remained there. <e>

As soon as the first fibre of the panties hit the floor, Ky'Laria pounced. From her knees, she sprung up and enveloped Karina in a tight all-around grasp, taking the woman down hard to the floor but twisting mid-air so as to land first, breaking the human's fall. As if part of the same motion, she rolled Karina onto her back and was atop her again, but not laying heavily on her this time. Now, she loomed over her prey's body from hands and knees, staring into her like a slab of fresh meat. Her head rolled back languidly as she issued a long triumphant hiss, and then sank down briskly from the shoulders to hang millimetres from Karina's face.

She hungrily licked from between Karina's collarbones, up along her trachea, over the chin and swept across her lips. "Maybe I should," she whispered with a smile that blended menace with amusement before she started crawling slowly backwards, down the length of Karina's body. Here, or there, she would dip her head and place another possessive swipe of her tongue against her prey's cool flesh.
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A cry of shock rang out at the tackle and fall. Her heartbeat returned to rabbit mode as her breathing threatened to hyperventilate her once more. Her hands grasped at Ky's shoulders for the roll. As she finally came to a stop beneath the kneeling predator, her hands were pressed to the woman's bare chest in not so much a defensive gesture, but in a lack of anyplace else to put them. Her eyes dilated as the face lowered to her, swelling her pupils and giving her scared look that matched her body's reaction.

As the tongue laced it's way up, Karina's head rolled in response till she was once more staring up at Ky when the tip traced over her lips. This time no words came out at the comment and she only stared in shock.

As the Hunter explored down the length of her prey, the prey let her hands relax and slowly drag up the Hunter's body till once more her hands rested on Ky's shoulders. Her body rose and fell to the ministries of the tongue. A soft moan echoing in a breathy release of air nearly every other breath as her eyes closed in pleasure and fear. The former instinctually moving her body, while the latter fueled the scent on her that was becoming more pronounced and familiar to Ky's nose than even the woman's body wash. <e>

All she wanted to do was bite down. At every spot on Karina's fair skin, Ky'Laria's imagination inundated her mind with the sensation of sinking clamping her jaws and plunging her fangs into soft flesh. It was as though the earlier feeding had only kick-started her appetite; she panted a few heavy breaths and a half-unbidden twitch sent her face down to Karina's stomach with incisors ready to strike. But the Kuras' fount of discipline saved her again, and she refrained, though she did press dimples into the soft skin and drag her points for a moment. Retracing with her tongue, she then continued her voyage downward.

She had taken prey who had had pleasing bodies; indeed, except in times of great need, Ky'Laria had enjoyed the luxury of free choice, sometimes even having been spoiled for it. She had drank from prey whose aroma had been memorably delectable, whose lifeblood carried that certain something as she had greedily lapped it down. There had been lovers who had impressed her with their devotion, or surprised her with their skill. Some catches had done all of these.
Why, then, was Ky'Laria closer now to the precipice than in whole centuries past? What did Karina have that thousands of others had not? As her body begged the Hunter to do everything she pleased, Ky'Laria was at least assured that she would have the time to find out. She took a profound breath, even arching her back to try to smooth the roughest edges of her parallel, ravenous appetites, and sank down onto her chest between the human's legs. Gently, her hands wrapped from underneath Karina's thighs, hiking them off the ground; she rested her palms across her prey's hip bones. Looking up, Ky'Laria briefly met Karina's gaze as heated breaths blew over the latter's nethers.

Finally, she looked down, fixating on the prize which Karina so desperately begged her to claim. The torment had lasted long enough; it was time to give the poor human what she ached for. From inches away, Ky'Laria parted her lips and lanced her powerful tongue; she struck Karina's outer folds quickly before pausing a moment, and then began to slowly push her way through.
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The shivering of Karina's body was paired with her undulations with the kissed down her body. The way her hips rocked, back arched and bowed and hands caressed and grasped at Ky gave her away as if she had spoken it. She was completely under the woman's spell and control.

The parting of her legs, along with the under hip grasp of Ky made Rin arch her back pressing her hips to the floor as her head rolled back in pleasure. Her hands were off Ky's shoulders now, grasping occasionally on the floor as if it were a bed and there were sheets for her to grasp at.

She looked down the length of her body a moment later and caught the eyes of the woman poised to assail her womanhood. As the tongue lashed out, the pleasure that rocked thru Karina once more left her head thrown back in pleasure. Even before her body opened and granted access, the gutteral sound of inhaled breath rang out and Rin raised her hips wanting to force the entry. <e>

The Kuras' otherworldly, prehensile vine began to gently undulate side to side as it slithered steadily deeper into Karina; each inch parted her folds wider as the tapered girth took up more of her entrance, pressing tighter as it pressed ever deeper. It wasn't long before Ky'Laria felt the tip of her tongue begin to curl against the deepest of her prey's nethers, and she gave a self-satisfied trill in her throat which buzzed up the length of her appendage like a lightning rod.

From deep inside, Karina was pleasantly less cool to the touch. Not that Ky'Laria was much bothered, anyway; coolness was one of her favourite sensations, and to feel it all along her tongue while deep inside another being was always as much a pleasing curiosity as it was an erotic undertaking. After holding there a moment to let the heat of her tongue settle into the human's flesh, she began the long withdrawal of her vine which had been so smooth to pierce within but tugged gently at Karina on its way out.

Having retreated to within half an inch of departing the woman completely, Ky'Laria shifted her next languid 'thrust' to brush along the side of Karina's insides. Back again, she pressed the one-way ridges of her tongue into her flesh. Slithering in, she tasted the other side, or perhaps lifted her tongue upward; for a few minutes, she carefully ensured that every square millimetre of Karina's depths received her touch, and naturally a small 'squeeze' of warm venom which tingled and soothed in the same moment.
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A sharp inhale of breath, bowing of the back nearly lifting Karina from the floor and a scratching of nails on the floor mat answered in response to the tongue slowly pressing deeper and deeper inside her till the tip rested on the tight unyielding cervix. The curling of it around inside her making Rin alternate between whimpering between her teeth as they held her bottom lip and moaning as her mouth opened in pleasure.

To Rin, it was as if liquid heat had permeated her with a solidity that completely escaped her technically inclined mind. That something so slim, so slick and so long could fill her completely was like explaining the universe to someone who didn't comprehend the stars.

The withdrawal pulled along her gspot and left her bucking for purchase as she felt herself tighten with need. At the end of the withdrawal, just before Rin could climax, the insertion began once more. The teasing leaving the prey whimpering and trying to press up for more. It was as if Ky wanted to keep her on the edge and purposefully prevent her from release. As more venom seeped into her, the bliss of the moment only heightened her desire. But her body began to still, just slightly, in anticipation of more. Compliance a necessary by product that left her still moaning and pressing up, but not with the same desperation as the effects kicked in, adding to her already willing body. <e>

With a brief tug on Karina's hips, Ky'Laria smoothly slid herself closer in, drawing in her tongue in perfect concert so as to not disturb the careful rhythm with which she worked the woman over. WIth a satisfied little sound in the throat, she settled into her new position close in but higher up over Karina's lower lips, leaving her face clearly visible other than her chin which ducked below as her mouth hung agape. Downcast eyelids shrouded Ky'Laria's featureless silvery eyes from Karina's view as the Kuras focused her attention downward.

Her tongue remained perfectly still within Karina's body for a moment as she let back out some of the earlier excess to rest along her skin. With a gentle bit of wriggling, it nestled cozily against her flesh and found the clitoris, just making contact with the surely lonely little button. Then, the back-and-forth resumed in greater earnest, grazing in the faintest contact with Karina's clit and gradually sinking into her soft flesh before disappearing to plumb her depths again... and again.

If Ky'Laria's uniformly reflective eyes themselves gave poor indication of where exactly her focus lay, Karina would have no question as the Kuras' purple-tinged eyelids lifted upward that the Hunter's eyes were fixed on her own. Her scaly 'eyebrows' cast low, the expression on her face, as ridge after segmented ridge spilled out of her mouth, seemed to dare Karina not to succumb to the pleasure. Naturally, she chose that moment to lean in and rest her fangs where Karina could still just barely watch them sink little dimples into her skin.
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That was all it took. When Ky hit her clit, something no one, not even she, had touched in ages, her eyes came down and locked with the Hunter's own silver orbs. Between the look, the venom and her desire, the tongue was the final straw.

Karina's first orgasm rocked her body without warning and left her bucking in surprise and shock as her muscles tightened around the invading tongue. Her screams bouncing off the walls in wild abandon like it was the first time. Her control was lost and hand flailed for purchase on the slick floor as her red hair whipped back and forth over her face.

The heat and warmth of Ky's liquid gifts to her were returned ten fold in the wetness and heat that now flooded over the invader's tongue. <e>

A deep and sharp hiss was the Kuras' first answer to Karina's inward convulsions; it took a serious application of mental effort not to 'allow' her fangs to 'accidentally' pierce Karina's skin on account of the outward flailing which quickly followed. In these juices as with her preferred fluid, Ky'Laria tasted her own deepening triumph over the human's crumbling barriers; she also proverbially drank in the aroma of that perfect blend of fear of the Hunter with desire to be prey. But this momentous release was still not an end...

Now that Karina had succumbed to her gentle ministrations, Ky'Laria greeted the mind-shaking orgasm with an all-out lingual assault; she quickly rose to a frantic pace in pistoning her appendage into her prey, still just grazing her clit but with a whole new level of speed. Curling her tonguetip, the forceful thrusts were translated into eager swipes, grazes and prods at Karina's helplessly sensitive g-spot.

What heights could she drive her to?
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The plea to stop was lost in the crying out, it never made it past Karina's lips. With a renewed vigor on her vagina and clit, Rin was helpless. A second wave rode the first and then a third. With the Hunter having her number now, the onslaught ravaged her till tears filled her eyes and nothing coherent fell from her lips.

Venom wasn't necessary anymore to make the woman bend to Ky's will. Bucking and arching soon was reduced to shivering and quaking as her body took over and climax after climax made her vision swim and her head ache from the minute thumps on the mat. The pain and vision were not noticed, though as her hands flailed and reached, more than once, to touch Ky as an anchor, despite the woman being out of reach. <e>

Lifting her face away slightly, Ky'Laria's deep and triumphant hiss spread over Karina's skin and coursed electrically into her body off the Kuras' suddenly slowing tongue. With one more push to her deepest, and a moment to pause with her tongue simply filling her, Ky'Laria withdrew with one last, gentle 'lick' of Karina's flesh. After leaving her body, she hungrily licked along the cleft of her outer lips as one might greedily lick clean a dinner plate.

Slowly - and to her own amazement that she could restrain herself from a frenzied clamor - the Hunter crawled her way back up her prey's body, pressing skin against skin and meandering side to side. She stopped at Karina's left hip bone with a deep turn to her right, and rested the back flats of her fangs across the crest of it before dragging them back across her skin. In her hunger, she was forceful, and managed to score the human's delicate skin without truly cutting it. The scent of the unexpected specks of blood sent her own heart and mind soaring, compelling her to clamp her lips harmlessly over Karina's hip to lap up the trace of crimson.

Soon, she continued her way up Karina's length, letting her tongue once more fall out into the little recess up the middle of her torso. But her considerable inner patience was wearing thin, and the primal instincts were dribbling over; there was little time for more than a swipe of the tongue and a trace of a fang at the side of Karina's breast before Ky'Laria erected herself on hands and knees over her body, just where she had started. Her breathing was heavy for a being who had so far shown a certain effortlessness in her every action.

"Prey," she sibilated deeply, eyes almost as wide as her hungry, fanged maw. "On your face."
<e>

The final push made Rin's head spin and she had to bang it once or twice on the mat to keep from blacking out. As the tongue reversed its course , her hips rose. This time it wasn't to gain more pleasure but to stave off yet another wave that would rock her body.

She failed and a shudder and whimper followed Ky's release. The body of her prey quivering and shaking beneath her like a writhing snake fresh from its egg. With no true purpose or guidance, merely minuscule motions.

The dragging of fangs and body along Rin's body left her still moving to the woman's motions. Her moan seeping into her own throat as the suckling to her hip made her press up once more.

“Prey....” whispered over her face made her nod incoherantly murmuring in acceptance of the tilte, brain too hazy to question it's true definition.


“On your face,” caused another shudder that spurred the woman on her back to attempt the roll. Her body was so heavy that it was slow in responding. She made it to her left side and she paused a moment to catch her breath and try and shake the web of fog from her mind from the racking orgasms. <e>

As if sensing the prey's sense that she had miscalculated, Ky'Laria wound her tongue a bit tighter and, with her arms against Karina's shoulders, pulled the woman back against her, increasing the insistence with which her pointed tip and deeply-buried length pushed into her. Then, she relented - and then pushed again. There was no room for her to plunge deeper, but she knew that just the rhythmic increases in the insistence of her invasion would have their effect. The full, wrapped length of her tongue slithered backward and forth, smoothly and rough, caressing all the way around all at once as she kept it snug, but only snug, around the human's neck.

This continued for several infinite-feeling minutes; Ky'Laria rocking forward her fully-hilted shaft into Karina's body while holding her back with the arms that pinned her in and held the Kuras up. Gradually, the Hunter's breathing picked up, and soon her tongue made a long retreat along Karina's skin, unwinding her hot, venomous collar and soon disappearing between her light purple-tinged lips. The rocking rhythm had gradually, but relentlessly increased in pace with the audible signs of Ky'Laria's excitement, and after one more parting hiss over Karina's neck where her fangs seemed to reach of their own accord toward her skin, she rose. Up from her prey's shoulders, then her back, Ky'Laria stood fully on her knees, though leaning forward enough to rest her hands on Karina's upper back. Continuing at a medium pace, Ky'Laria's hips were now freer to move back and forth, and she retreated about an inch with each pull before clapping softly against the woman's body wth each push. It was - for now - firm without being rough.

It would not last.
Another wave of primal want rose in the Hunter's heart, and this time she threw her head back and let the torrent crash against her, tongue flitting out to taste the air as she let out her wildest noise yet. Starting as ever at a fierce hiss, her breath seemed to rush from her with enough force to bring through that peculiar 'third voice' which Karina had to that point only heard hints of in the Kuras' handful of small, song-like wails. This sound rose even higher in pitch and filled the room as it crested at a soft scream that no vocal cord on Earth could ever create.

Unknown in the moment, Karina soon learned that the cry warned of the near complete and intensional reliquishment of the Kuras' control over her inner beast. Grabbing possessively around Karina's shoulders, with thumbs and forefingers almost meeting around her neck, Ky'Laria pulled back her hips until she all but pulled out of the home her 'member' had been keeping. Then, she drove deep again, slapping against Karina's body as she hilted into her sheath before drawing back again. Onward she pistoned into Karina, ruthlessly inward and, while still slower on the withdrawals, she was not tender. Each plunge now was punctuated by the staccato of her body jerking forward from the impact of Ky'Laria's body against her own, and the pull all along her inner flesh was almost forceful as ribs and barbs tugged with renewed vigour.
As Ky'Laria's feral crescendo entered its next phase, she half-fell against Karina's back, seeming to forget about gripping her shoulders in favour of simply leaning her forearms into the woman's shoulder blades, wrists and hands dangling out in front of her shoulders. She was nearly as an animal, reduced to simply tossing her forelimbs over her mate's shoulders and drilling her breeding tool home with merciless bucks of her hips. Nearly every breath now carried in the fabric of its rasped hiss a hint of that otherworldly scream as she dove head-first into the revelry of using the body of such willing prey.
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With the taut stretch of her neck, all Karina could do was grunt and moan as her body was filled over and over. The smooth and rough rush over her neck along with the assault to her insides had her climaxing in less than three good strokes. Her cries half gurgled from the elongation of her vocal cords. Her own sound like a primal calling.

Her head dropped forward in relief as the tongue retreated, only to arch her back and press back when Ky started to raise her body. The breathy grunts no longer high pitched and foreign, but back to deep and gutteral. When the hands and body retreated till Karina's hips and lower back were the woman's brace, she arched her back automatically so the Hunter could control the speed and rate of her body as she pressed over and over into the helpless doctor.

Another climax rocked her body as the strokes in and out were slowed slightly, to the point of sensitivity overload. Her inside gripping tighter with each climax, as if begging for deeper and longer strokes.

The wildest cry sent shivers thru Rin, another orgasm and the fear once more overrode desire. She clawed at the floor, still keeping rhythm, yet fearing and yearning for where it was leading. She didn't try and pull away but she shuddered and her breathing and heart raced till her vision swam once more with the onslaught. As the attack on her vagina became a near animalistic claiming of her fro the inside, wave after wave once more set off a chain reaction in Rin till her cries were mingling with Ky's in an oddly harmonic harmony. Her back arching as the Hunter dropped down to become a nearly insatiable machine of thrusting and pounding. Her cervix stimulation setting off more intense orgasms than Karina had ever experienced before. The venom and treatment causing her inner most opening to open just enough to let the tip of her lover slip into an even tighter location at its tip than a moment ago. <e>

It was building again. A crescendo that was becoming a familiar tune to Karina at Ky's touch. Her body tightening with each word, each sentence, each statement, as if the speaking of them and their response was a creation process of its own. "Yes... to serve...I want that."

She shuddered as she felt her inside tighten... so close... almost there. As the teeth grazed her skin, it sent her over the edge. "Yyyeesssss!!!!" She cried out. The orgasm, no where near its previous intensity, hugged and milked at the appendage within her. <e>

She had sensed the slow building of want in Karina's body; by this point she was already sharply attuned to it. And still the suddenness of the final crescendo into the woman's next orgasm genuinely caught Ky'Laria by surprise. It was pure reflex with which she was compelled to reinforce Karina's climax with a renewed grasp of her neck flesh in her teeth. The Kuras also gave a short, human-like moan as she flicked her hips forward to bury fully into her prey's depths, and then withdrew for a handful of eager stabs to help prop up the human's climax.

"Rrr... Karina," she half-gasped as her hips held onto just a touch of the extra vigour with which she had briefly pumped into the woman. "You're already learning to serve so well," she breathed onto her ear, anxious to see what reaction she would draw from Karina at that. "It's so wonderful to be inside you, prey... I may decide to remain there all evening... would you enjoy that..?"

Ky'Laria, smirking against Karina's neck as she licked languidly at it, began to wonder if she may yet get to finish again, after all.
<e>

The bite shuddered the orgasm thru her with such force that it elicited another cry.

Her wits back in her control, Rin slammed her hips back over and over at the realization that Ky hadn't been ready. She had pleased the woman... and that pleased her.

"Yes! I want to feel you deep inside me. Hear your approval and pleasure." She was panting now. Her hands tried to free themselves to get control of them, as well. Her body, once more struggling beneath the Hunter, unaware of the affect it was having on her lover. Her whimpers as the rhythm increased coming out once more in high pitched keens.

"Only me... no other... I'll give you what you need." She whimpered. The words punctuated with the thrusts as if, this time, she was drilling her own demands into the Kuras instead of the other way around. <e>

Feeling the wriggling of Karina's hands, not to mention the backward force as she began slamming back against Ky'Laria's thighs, the Kuras decided to brace herself with a grip over her shoulders and to see where else the newly invigorated human wanted her hands to be. Her head had already risen out of the way to avoid being knocked between Karina's own head and shoulder, so she settled for a quick, lashing lick of her long vine along the woman's spine.

Ky'Laria had seen and done enough already in this highly eventful meeting that she was certain Karina's wish to feel the Hunter deep within would be fulfilled with impressive frequency. The chief reason why she had yet to pull out of the woman was that she had already proven herself as being so very comfortable to wear.

And then, the prey showed signs of already becoming jealous. 'Only me,' she had said. No other. It was not her station to decide that, but it was an impressive early sign of devotion. Perhaps it was only fair to give the woman a chance to give the Kuras all that she needed; fr a human, she had already shown unlikely promise...
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Karina's free hands moved to a near pushup stance beside her breasts, her body shivering at the spine lick.

She used her hands and knees once more, despite being nearly prone, to thrust back in rhythm with the Hunter's desired speed. Another wave began to rise as the undulating spear in her thrust hard and deep. Karina had become not just a slave to the Kuras above her, but to the awakened abilities and desires in her own body.

Her shoulders pressed to the floor, Karina reached up over her shoulder with one hand to grab Ky's wrist as if the small difference in that one arm could pull the woman deeper inside her. "Uuhhggooddss...." she panted with every growing slam into her body. <e>

Ky'Laria smiled deviously. Karina had proven truly delightful to hunt; even if the pursuit had been surprisingly short, it had also proven abruptly and overwhelmingly rewarding. Reaching in to prod at her heart's emotions... catching her rushing lifeblood into her waiting maw... putting her to the floor and teaching her how good it felt to accept the Kuras' heavy spike. It had all come so quickly, spoiling the Hunter with riches of the mind and body. And here Karina laid, minutes removed from having her consciousness literally drilled out of her by Ky'Laria's breeding tool, begging so deeply for that which which had still never left her deep insides that she was trying to goad the Kuras onward.
They learn so quickly. And yet so many lessons remained to be taught. She suddenly bucked so hard against her prey's body that it would not take hands on shoulders to put her face on the floor. And she held there, pressing forward and into Karina as if by simple will she could run her all the way through. The Kuras pulled back rapidly and just rammed her again, just the same. And again. And again, and again. With each pause, she made sure to hold at the peak of her push, making Karina feel her deeper perhaps than she even really was. Already sated just minutes ago, the Hunter now had a tighter grip on her own reins; the wild eruption of feral passion, while awesome and deeply satisfying, would not come so easily a second time. Ky'Laria herself, on the other hand, could now come a second time exactly whenever she pleased. With greater control of herself, she could exert greater control too over her new pet who seemed now to realize how badly she had been missing it.

"The first was a gift, prey," she explained with eerie calm after driving forward and leaning once more over her prey's ear. Her hands, resting between their warm bodies on Karina's lower back, slid around to take a possessive grasp around her stomach. "From now, you will earn your rewards..."
<e>

The shifting of the Kuras' body heightened the drilling into her and set Karina to crying out with each thrust.

But as those thrusts became more determined and once more threatened to split the poor mortal in half, her cries soon turned to mewled screams as if Karina wanted to scream but was caught so much up in pleasure she couldn't manage it.

The pauses were on the down stroke this time instead of the up stroke and it wasn't long before the third or fourth thrust brought the woman once more. Her body shuddering in pleasure as the orgasm rocked her.

She felt, more than heard, the words as Ky slid around her torso and claimed that what was about to come was going to be nowhere as easy, or physically pleasant as the previous event had been. But even now, all Karina could do what nod her head in understanding. She knew, no matter what, the pleasure was something they would both desire. Her fingers, pulled back near her breasts to brace her once more, dug into the mat in anticipation, even as her cheek started to feel the bruise of the battering it was receiving in the process. <e>

As a devilish little chuckle escaped the Kuras’ lips, she withdrew from her prey’s midriff and then almost all the way from her used but still needy hole. She grabbed hard at Karina’s hips, licked her own lips, and remained perfectly still as she roughly yanked the woman’s body back onto her waiting spike. Right at the moment when their skin clapped together, she pulled back a few inches as if bounced back by Karina’s body and then rammed herself home once more before pushing her prey down and nearly off her spear. Unrelenting, she hauled back again, sliding the human roughly down her length now heavily slick with Karina’s own desire and traces of Ky’Laria’s deposit now beginning to be spread about by their renewed coupling.

Slammed back, double-rammed and shoved forward, over and over Karina was tossed in the Kuras’ powerful hands like little more than a sleeve for her hefty tool. Barbs and ribs grabbed as if with their own need at the prey’s inner flesh, in spite of the ample slickness as Ky’Laria’s creative new way to double her punishing assault went on for dozens more body-shaking cycles.
“But you are new, and young,” the Kuras said with the slightest trace of exertion finally playing through her voice as the word ‘new’ and ‘young’ came with the shudder of her double thrusts. “And so much more eager with every moment,” she added, jackhammering deeply on ‘eager’ and ‘moment.’ “So I will be generous,” the Hunter half-growled with another pistoning of her alien shaft. “For you--” a harder slam, and a somehow even deeper second stroke.

Pulling Karina’s hips greedily back one last time, Ky’Laria huffed as she ‘bounced’ back and pressed with her greatest vigour yet, then repeated the double stroke and made it a triple, quadruple, quintuple stroke before crying out, “You are worthy prey!”

For the second time, a swell pulsed its way up the length of Ky’Laria’s spike, gathering at the flared head to once more jealously guard the entrance to Karina’s womb. Again, the Hunter let her head roll back, issuing a somewhat more human, throaty moan as thick cream rushed down her triple tubes and drove the final barbs deeply against her prey’s soft flesh. She erupted anew with a solid stream of heat straight into Karina’s breeding chamber which added to her first bounty, leaving the thrashed human truly stuffed with her gifts.
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Thinking herself only about to be able to relax a moment before another onslaught, Karina had exhaled the moment just before her body was jerked up and back with the force that scraped her already bruised cheek across the work out mat.

The mat was as unforgiving on her face and chest as Ky was on her insides and hips. The increased double action pounding she received not only left Karina crying out in a mixture of pleasure and pain as once more her orgasms rocked out one after the other, it left her unable to get her hands under her to brace her torso.

Clawing hands gripped for purchase as her body fought to strive for relief from the relentless hammering of the shaft into her deepest insides. It felt to the young human as if her ribs were to be the next thing hit by the edge of the spike.

With the slamming increasing, which Rin had no idea it even could, she was laid out to nothing more than base screaming and compliance as she felt her body ridden and slammed into over and over again till she could do no more than take it.

This time, the final shoves pushed her cervix to its max, ground her face into the floor, and bruised her chest a final time on the mat to the point she went silent as darkness took her just before the final thrust that once more inflated her belly with the expulsion of Ky'Laria's seed. Her panting, near hyperventilation, was all that echoed after the Hunter's cry of glory finished bouncing off the walls. <e>

The Hunter released a deeply satisfied, groaning sigh, swaying her hips side to side and watching Karina’s own body steered into swaying as well by the thick spike which impaled her. “Rrrrr,” she trilled from her throat before a small, self-satisfied chuckle passed through her lips. Reaching forward in a deep lean, she wrapped and crossed her arms around Karina’s torso in a brief and possessive embrace before leaning back with curled fingertips jealously claiming every possible square inch of the prey’s body.

“It appears that I’m too much for you.” She knew she would not get any response from her lover, deeper into unconsciousness than before. “Yet I know that this is still your favourite place to be,” she commented more to hear her own silken voice as she enacted the naughty idea to just keep using the warm sleeve to gently stroke her spike. She was still inside, after all, and did not suffer the need to… deflate, and rest a while before using her tool after a release. Why waste a good thing?

“I actually recall resolving not to ravage you again so soon,” Ky’Laria said innocently, again into the room; if Karina woke up at some point to hear her, it was all the better, but no loss if the woman could only ‘sleep’ through her continued easy plumbing of her prey’s nethers. It was a gentle, yet still relentless act; in and of itself, she slid her searing member back and forth with an easy, languid pace, but that she continued with any intercourse at all was a testament to the primacy of the Hunter’s will over the prey, as it would ever be in Karina’s binding to the indomitable Kuras. “I shall have to learn to… moderate, the way I use your body,” she mused.
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