(No rape)
"Ryett…Ahh…don't…I'm burned." Arianne had difficulty squeezing the words off her mouth as the pleasure Ryett had granted almost consumed all her sanity. Her red eyes became hazy with lust as they stared at the thing in between her legs through the mirror.
Even with the lack of light, she could perceive its size by the extent of the dark abyss formed below her slits. She pressed her legs, hoping to make it retreat, but the beast was incited by her action. She heard him growl in an ominous tone.
The scenery changed, and she found herself facing the floor. Her hands were restrained on her waist, and her legs were kneeling. Ryett was behind her with his still shaft tucked in between her legs. A hand crept onto her left bosom, then to her neck, gently raising it. She saw herself in the mirror and their position.
Ryett pressed his chest on her back and started another round. His actions were raw and fast.