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Bau'jah hadn't been lying about what he said. Ray had been bent in every possible position in the past few days. He had fucked her almost day and night - against the wall, on the floor, in the pool, over the kitchen counter, even on the ship's console panel. Everywhere she looked in the ship, he had done it with her. He hardly let her breathe - she eats, bathes, sleeps, rests in between, then being fucked into oblivion and repeat.

His cock was monstrous, both in girth and length, she still wasn't sure how she'd managed to take all of him without being torn apart, it was a miracle she hadn't bled, the extensive foreplay he did must have helped a lot - considering the size difference between them, she knew it required an enormous amount of patience and restraint from him in preparing her body, and it had all paid off very well, she was grateful for that, she liked how he enjoyed getting to know her body without hurting her.

While his dominance was well expected, but what surprised her was how much she ended up liking it when the whole control and dominance he had exhibited over her, he had been incredibly rough, and whilst it was painful at times - not that painful it'd been like the first time - and there'd been pleasure in it too, a raw mix of pain, pleasure and lust.

He was so demanding and such a teaser in bed, and what really turned her on were his beastly growls and dirty talk during sex, he wasn't the talkative type at all, maybe a bit stoic, he didn't speak unless necessary, and he was definitely the last person she'd expected to hear such filthy words from his mouth, it was so sexy and hot, she was beyond aroused. Especially that time when he fucked her in his trophy room. Oh...how he had gone wild with male pride!

He fucked her against the wall right next to his trophies, then he mounted her on the floor in front of them - claiming she was his; stating he would take her everywhere with him so he could fuck her whenever he wanted; speaking how good his cock felt inside of her tight cunt; asking how did she like it when he had stretched her to fit only him; and why human males were too weak and they would now be unable to satisfy her after he had finished with her. Oh my god! Hearing such dirty words from him, of all people, she was so aroused, she came at least three times screaming for his name before he finally unleashed his cum inside her. Just thinking about it made her entire body shudder, he didn't even have to touch her to get her wet.

She had to admit, having sex with Red was out of this world, even with her lack of experience she knew he was unmatched, in fact - he had actually ruined her taste for human men.

If anything, the frequency was a bit too much for her, she tried to persuade him to let her rest, but mostly in vain. He would just bathe her and apply some gel-like alien medicine to soothe her body - that only worked for a short period of time - and he would take her again and again. He knew her sensitive spots and where to touch to get her aroused, every time she ended up begging and moaning beneath him breathlessly, then he would get what he wanted and he would fuck her into an incoherent, shivering mess, she was helpless to do anything but to let him claim her body.

He was like a goddamn sex machine, how did their females handle such vast stamina was incomprehensible to her, she honestly felt like she had been slammed by a smoking-hot Optimus Prime between her legs after their last round - her pussy was raw and inflamed, the ache between her legs intensified - thankfully he told her to rest as he occupied himself around the ship.

Waking up next day, the strength had finally returned to her legs, she was about to climb out of bed and head to the washroom, she felt his big hand pulling her back down.

"The inflammation is gone." He raised his head and looked into her eyes after he finished examining her lower body.

"Yes, but I need at least several days of rest to recover." She insisted, despite the gel medicine worked very well, her insides still felt raw today.