The kiss that crushed the mucous membrane inside her lips was also extremely violent. Their teeth clashed making clicking sounds.

“Riena, your p*ssy, hah…… It bites me so much.”

It wasn’t an action she had taken by her own will. If it felt like biting, it was because his excessively large thing had forced its way into her narrow p*ssy.

“Gift from the gods, am I serving you well? May I f*ck you deeper?”

Riena tried to shake her head saying no more. But her limbs were held and even her face was caught in the predator’s maw, leaving no room to move.

She managed to look slightly to the side with great effort, and there was Saya looking at her with a bright expression. Saya was m*sturbating alone while kissing her hair and earlobes. The clear sound of slapping echoed above her head. She felt like she would see Saya’s c*ck if she glanced up, so she squeezed her tear-filled eyes shut instead.

Murat didn’t allow even slight twisting. He immediately grabbed her chin and rubbed his face against hers. He rubbed animalistically until her nose bridge was completely pressed and poked the front of her eyes with his nostrils. Even mere skin contact was only savage. Everything about Murat was beast-like, to the point where it was hard to accept as human behavior.

“Don’t look elsewhere, Riena. I’ll feed you my c*ck until you’re full.”

Murat’s lower body rose high. The next moment, he thrust into her insides like a weapon filled with murderous intent.

“Hak, haaa!”

It hurts like it’s going to tear. Riena let out a desperate cry. The sharp and high-pitched tone stimulated the many males. The amplified sound echoed far against the wide-open cave walls.

The one thrusting with her hands, the one sucking her toes, the one rubbing hair against her face, and the one who couldn’t claim much territory and just rubbed his p*nis against her flat thighs. They all went mad and became dogs in heat. They lewdly shook their lower bodies and dripped thick liquid from their c*ck holes.

Among them, Murat was by far the best. At the moment of deep intercourse, his atmosphere changed. A sharp look flashed across his face shadowed by backlighting. From his mouth that had been expressing the pleasure of s*x now came sounds of a growling wolf. It was a bizarre atmosphere as if he had completely lost his reason.

The completely changed man raised his waist then struck down with all his might.

The remaining length of his c*ck was all sucked into the woman’s insides. He mercilessly crushed the inner walls that had become soft from hundreds and thousands of insertions and thrust his male g*nitals to the very end.

There was no hesitation in the stirring act. Murat poured out his primal desires purely and mercilessly stirred his c*ck as big as a jungle snake.

Sensations difficult to gauge as pain or pleasure tormented her. In a state where all her body hair seemed to stand on end, she couldn’t come down from the peak of climax and was repeatedly lifted up. Her insides were hot and bubbling.

Her tear-mixed cries spread far into the black cave. Sexy breathing sounds mixed with rough and violent striking sounds of thud, thwack. Not only her p*ssy but her entire body being ravaged by multiple males was a crucible of pleasure.

All the men surrounding Murat either grabbed and shook their c*cks or rubbed them against her body. It was like a pack of wolves simultaneously pouncing on and tearing apart a single small rabbit.

They excitedly smeared the s*men they had ej*culated all over her body. Soon her entire body became slippery with cum. The behavior of applying bodily fluids was the same for everyone. Though their ways of coveting the woman’s body differed, the pattern of ej*culating while touching her flesh and leaving traces was the same.

In her mentally absent and hazy state, Riena vaguely thought. Could this perhaps be part of the ritual?

The sight of them being absorbed in smearing s*men even while having s*x was strange.

Someone risked Murat’s anger to grope her p*ssy and seize her love juice. While licking the woman’s fluid, he burst out bizarre exclamations as if intoxicated by drugs. Everyone watched for opportunities to put their hands and mouths on Riena’s body. Though others’ hands couldn’t easily reach the love juice pooled in the valley below her p*ssy, they all seemed to hope they might get lucky and taste it.

Murat exploded in anger but didn’t separate his body overlapping with Riena. He continued s*x close to destruction while moving his deeply inserted c*ck with gulping sounds inside her v*gina.

There was no telling when it would end. Riena was too exhausted and had reached her limit. Her pupils rolled up above her eyelids. When she moaned helplessly, the men went wild, and when she showed a climax-dazed appearance, they were delighted. They were a fanatic group that liked whatever Riena did. If they liked her so much, it would be nice if they listened when she said to stop now. She had to continue having s*x and performing lewd acts without even knowing how much time had passed.

“Murat…… Haah……”

She breathed her last breath against his chin. As her eyes slowly closed, a wild gleam that wasn’t human flashed in Murat’s eyes.

***

Riena was viewing the ancient artifact exhibition room at the museum. This exhibition room was located in the innermost part of the vast national museum and was a place only interested people visited. Visitors were extremely rare. After a young couple had looked around and left earlier, she was alone.

Originally she had no particular interest in ancient history either, but she had made time to visit separately to research materials. It was to find material for a novel she was recently planning. Though she didn’t have clear plans yet, she thought some ideas might come to mind while looking at artifacts.

While popular exhibition rooms had precious artifacts carefully enshrined in glass cases, the artifacts here only had fences put up at most. Thanks to this, visitors could directly see the exhibits placed on clean shelves.

Riena moved a few steps and stopped for long periods, carefully reading all the artifact names and descriptions. The iron and bronze artifacts looked quite impressive and seemed useful as story material. On the other hand, most stone artifacts just looked like rocks to her and didn’t appeal to her eyes as particularly attractive.

Wearing a tailored suit with an ornate Edwardian blouse underneath, she moved elegantly while viewing the exhibits. While passing in front of a decorative mirror, her reflection wearing a large hat in the latest fashion style was reflected.

Riena’s gaze passed the mirror without particular thought.

Her steps were slow and the surroundings were only silent. She thought she was alone in this exhibition room.

But suddenly she noticed there was one more large, dark living being behind her silhouette. There had been no sign of it, as if it had suddenly sprouted.

It might have been because she noticed late while paying attention elsewhere, but Riena felt ambushed.

“Ah……!”

She stopped walking, startled.

A black form appeared distorted in the mirror. A moment lasting less than a second. Time that could be dismissed as seeing wrong.

The unidentified figure standing right behind Riena suddenly pounced on her.

***

Her whole body ached as if she had been thoroughly beaten. The bed was bumpy and hard, leaving no part of her sides, pelvis, or back without pain. What time was it now? She opened her eyes with difficulty, tears dried and stuck, and focused.

Perhaps because her dreams had been so violent, she had no sense of reality even after waking. The dream of being attacked by someone at the museum was quite unpleasant.

The first thing that entered her vision was a pitch-black wall. But it looked like human skin. As she swept along the hard and magnificent area and raised her head, warm wind blew from above her. The man she had thought was a wall lightly blew air and laughed.

“Are you awake?”

My goodness, was this wild-looking man real? The disturbing dream was pushed to a corner of her mind, and the tremendous situation of having fainted during s*x last night quickly flashed through her head.

Riena couldn’t accept reality for a moment. She wondered if she had fallen into some great s*xual frustration. So she couldn’t escape from a world of fantasy. Otherwise, there was no way to explain this situation where she was n*ked and held by a man with actor-level looks and shaggy hair.