She tried to yell but her throat was too dry, too used to do more than whimper, and she hated herself for it when she did. He needed to fuck her, needed to own her, and as she writhed and bucked beneath him, he did. The big man, Docker, had been thick, but not much else. “I’ll fight you for her. Thinking of the wasted lives due to their clinging of the old ways. She cried out until her throat was raw and felt near bleeding. He gestured to Hana, round with child, and she came forward, his newborn son suckling at her tit. He fucked her until she felt the soak of his cum ooze from her, and she tossed her head back as she felt his fingers scoop and smash the seed further in. This man forced his way in, and no matter how many times he pumped into her, it felt like he never reached the end.
