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you, then your crusade will end. I will find another vessel, a more… reasonable, vessel. And your mind will sink into the darkness I saved it from so long ago before your body succumbs to its injuries.

“I-I will heal. With enough time.” A hint of trepidation nestled its way into Evadne’s breast.

But how much longer can you hide like this hmm? Your body broken, an angel returned and with Amazons dropping in to try to kill your little pet? Dearest, you have no more time.

The demon’s logic was undeniable: the Valkyrie had hindered her twice now, and where there was one Amazon, there would inevitably be more.

With the fresh injuries that Yana had inflicted she simply wasn’t strong enough to prevent them from killing Jonathan if that was now there aim.

“I will still be me? I will be in control?”

The arm that had been resting on her face turned black as the dark power of the demon inside her seeped out, using her own claws to caress her cheek.

You won’t just be you, my dearest. You will be so much more. You will be… me. But of course you will be in control! Have you forgotten about the bond with your pet human? I cannot take what isn’t yours. And while I may know your body as well as you, I cannot USE it as well as you.

The dark well of power that had lurked inside her for centuries surged and Evadne gasped as strength returned to her limbs for a brief moment.

But all too soon it faded to nothing, leaving her as weak as ever.

However, I cannot gift you anything if you don’t open yourself to me, fully.

Her blackened arm drifted from her cheek to caress her breast through her nightshirt, lightly pinching her nipple and causing her to shudder as it drifted lower.

So I ask you, Evadne Contrail, and this WILL be the last time. Do you want your vengeance?

The hand had tossed the blanket off of her, pulling up her shift and revealing her injuries before sliding two claws over her clit.

Tears trailed down the side of Evadne’s face from her tightly closed eyes as she finally let go, a thousand years of tension flowing out of her as she gave up the fight to preserve her mind.

“Yes.” She whimpered.

Her eyes opened and suddenly she was staring at a shadowy mirror image of her body above her, clawed fists on either side of her head.

She could feel it: the power inside her was gone, it had all seeped out of her with her acquiescence.

“Good. Now spread your legs.” The voice that lived in her head suddenly spoke from the dark creature.

But it did so with her voice.

“Wh-”

The shadow leaned back and tore the nightshirt off of her with undeniable strength.

“Your submission must be absolute.” Dark lips spread into a smirk as an equally dark tongue slide out around venomous fangs; “Words are such empty things, I need you to show me your commitment.”

Even with all that she had endured, Evadne was willing to endure far more to punish those she deemed responsible for Kaylen and Petra’s deaths.

Which was pretty much everybody.

So despite the agony in her ribs she spread her legs, her eyes drifting down to see that the shadowy version of her had a very large cock.

Without warning the demon thrust it into her pussy, knocking the wind from her lungs with the violent force of the penetration.

The pain of its dark cock spearing into her was enough for her to scream.

She felt her weakened ribs give out, re-breaking as the demon claimed her with rapid thrusts that would crush stone.

Dark-Evadne slid her tongue out and licked the wounded Chimera’s face.

“Take it, you little whore of darkness! Come on! Squeeze your pussy around that cock! Make me cum! Earn the gift I offer you!”

The face above her was both recognizable and completely foreign; she had never seen herself when she accepted the dark power, never seen the fangs or the look of malice in her eyes.

But as the creature pounded into her with ever more rapid thrusts, she could hear the laughter of her dead children so her resolve never wavered.

She ground her teeth and clenched her battered pussy tighter, the slimy tongue once again slavering over her face.

With the additional tightness around an already girthy cock, the dark Evadne grunted out as she got her orgasm, her cock spewing forth ropes of black cum inside the broken creature beneath her.

“Ah! Fuck you Evadne! Fucking… tight!”

Her hips spasmed as yet more cum burst forth, the wet suction of Evadne’s quim could be heard around the cave as the demon cock pistoned in and out of her.

Evadne felt the demon bite down on her injured shoulder as one last surge of cum flooding her pussy.

It was more pain, but she had so many other injuries screaming for her attention that she hardly noticed it.

Their breasts pressed together as her dark counterpart settled its weight on her, working its cock in slow circles inside her while her ribs screamed in agony.

“Ah, I have been saving that for eleven hundred years.” Its long tongue slavered all over her face again; “And I want more.”

“Th-that wasn’t enough?” The battered monster girl wheezed.

“Enough? I don’t know this word! That was just the first.” The dark Evadne trailed her claws over her cheek and cooed down at her; “But I can feel that I broke your ribs again, poor girl.”

Despite its sympathetic words, it was clear the demon held no kindness for the battered monster girl.

The weight lifted off of her, and suddenly she realized that her pussy didn’t hurt, instead a soporific numbness was spreading in a wave from her pelvis.

In the weak light she saw

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