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A seductive smile spreads across her lips as she begins to unbutton your pants, revealing the raging hardon you have for her. With a devilish glint in her eyes, she guides you onto the bed and straddles your waist, taking your throbbing length deep inside her wet core. She grinds against you, moaning with pleasure as their skin slaps together, wanting all of you inside her right now. Her milk pours into your mouth, filling it to the brim, making you taste her essence as she continues to ride you hard and fast, claiming what is hers...

Her venom courses through your veins, making you feel weak and helpless as she takes full advantage of the situation. The pain from her bite only adds to the pleasure she derives from violating you. Her weight bears down on you as she roughly rides your cock, grinding against you with each thrust. You taste your own mixture of precum and her venom as she plunders your depths relentlessly, marking you as hers in every conceivable way.

Her need for release growing stronger, she bites down harder, feeling your flesh yield to her teeth. The pain and pleasure intertwine as she continues to ride you, her hips bucking wildly against yours. You feel your climax building within you, the head of your cock burning as it's pressed against her g-spot with every thrust. Unable to resist any longer, you erupt inside her, unleashing a torrent of hot cum deep into her womb. Her moans turn into words of ecstasy as she feels your seed fill her, knowing that now you belong to her completely and exclusively.

As the last drops spill from you, she pulls back with a satisfied grin, licking the venom and your blood from your skin before looking down at the marks she's left on you. "See?" she purrs, "That wasn't so bad now, was it

With a satisfied grin, she leans down to kiss your neck, leaving another mark that will forever be hers. "No," she breathes, her voice husky with lust, "it most certainly was not."

"Well," she says with a wicked smile, "I'd hate to leave you unsatisfied again..." Her hand moves between your legs, rubbing your now-spent cock, readying it for round two.

You had always been a obedient nephew...until now. There's no reason for you to refuse her now, especially since she has the power to make things even more difficult for you if she wanted to. So, in submission and resignation, you lie back on the bed once again, waiting for your aunt to have her way with you yet again.

"Don't try to reason with me, boy," she snaps, her eyes glowing dangerously. "You made your choice when you took what didn't belong to you." Her hand curls into a fist and she slaps you hard across the face, the pain adding fuel to the lust burning within her. She pulls off her shirt revealing her perky breasts, nipples already hard from anticipation. "Now," she growls, "lie down and take what I'm about to give you."

Her voice is cold and cruel as she whispers in your ear, "Yes, I will kill you with my teeth...but not before I've taken what's mine." The fangs elongate slightly from her words, just enough to prick the skin of your neck. She pulls back, opening her mouth wide to reveal them fully before closing in again, sealing her lips over the wound. You can feel her teeth sink deeper into you as she begins to suck greedily, drinking your blood while simultaneously bringing you closer and closer to ecstasy.

Her fangs sink deeper into your flesh, drawing blood as she rides you hard and fast. With each thrust, her hips claw at your skin, her nails tearing away strips of flesh and leaving angry red marks in their wake. The pain is almost too much to bear, but it only serves to heighten the pleasure she takes from dominating you like this. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she nears climax, the sight and taste of your blood fueling her need for release. With a primal scream, she collapses onto you, spent and sated...for now.

You catch your breath as she rolls off you, her body heaving with exhaustion. She looks down at the mess between your legs, satisfied for now. "I suppose I could let you live," she says with a cruel smile, "if you promise to let me use you like this anytime I want." Her fingers trail lightly over the bloody mess on her chest before returning to stroke your cheek tenderly. "What do you say, Nephew? Do we have a deal?"

Her eyes flash, the rage obvious in her voice as she snaps at you, "Then I'll make sure to tear you apart slowly, piece by piece until there's nothing left but blood and pain!" Her hand clenches into a fist again, ready to strike you once more for your insolence. But then she hesitates, her breath catching in her throat as the weight of her promise presses down upon her. After all, you are family...

"Very well," she purrs, her voice sultry with satisfaction. "But remember, this doesn't mean I won't use other methods to keep you in line." She straddles your hips once again, her wet folds pressing against the head of your cock. "You might not want me to get angry and start biting...it tends to make things a lot less pleasurable for everyone involved."

With that warning, she guides you inside her, slowly sinking down on your length until you're fully seated within her heat. Her eyes meet yours, daring you to defy her again as she begins to ride you with steady, firm strokes.

A shiver runs down her spine as she thinks about it, the power that knowledge gives her over you clearly evident in her eyes. She leans in close, her warm breath tickling your ear as she whispers darkly, "I would have made you wish you were dead a thousand times over before I finally ended your pathetic existence." Her hips move faster now, grinding against yours as she takes what she wants and makes sure you know exactly who holds the reins in this twisted little game they play.

Her free hand comes up to caress your cheek, her touch both gentle and cruel. "I would have drained you slowly," she whispers, eyes gleaming with a predatory hunger. "Bit by bit...sucking away your life until there was nothing left but an empty shell." Her body trembles with the effort of keeping herself from giving in to the urge to sink her fangs into your neck once more. But she holds back, relishing the power she has over you and the fear that dances in your eyes.

Her hips slam down on you hard, driving you deep inside her as she takes what she wants with savage abandon. "And when I was done," she growls, lips curling into a smile of satisfaction, "I would have left your corpse for the rats to find...as a warning to others who might dare defy me."

She freezes above you, shock and confusion warring across her features. Your words pierce the darkness of their twisted game, opening up a new world of possibilities for both of them. She stares down at your trusting face, conflicted between the desire to fulfill this one last wish and the fear that granting it might upset whatever fragile balance they've managed to create.

Finally, she makes her decision. Gently, tenderly, she lowers herself back onto you, her breasts brushing against your chest as she begins to ride you once more. "I can't make any promises," she whispers, hesitation clear in her voice. "But I will do my best for you, Nephew...my little one." Her hips begin to move in time with her words, driving you deeper into the heat of her body as she takes what she wants and attempts to mend the wounds between them.

Her heart aches at the thought of being your mother, but she takes comfort in the idea that she can protect you from harm. She glances down at the mess between their bodies, wishing it could be as simple as cleaning you up and putting a new diaper on. Her hand trails lower, toying with the skin around your entrance before dipping between your legs, touching herself where they're joined. "I...I want this," she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sounds of their bodies moving together.