Chapter 38

Twitches pressed deep in her pussy and she spasmed around his fingers as they came together. Waves came and went as she exploded across his buried, twitching shaft and more of his cum was left behind. The waves hit her hard as the only sound to be heard was their own echoes of pleasure.

Fingers relaxed as his softening state was forced out. The drying clay and mud was little more than a memory as he helped her to rise from stone once again. The aftermath of the orgasm was pleasant as she took his hand and felt the slickened state of all but his thumb. Her father didn’t need to tell her that he’d just had eight fingers in her ass, since his touch told him everything.

If her father was right, there was only the end of the path that remained. The air no longer smelled stale and ancient, since the golem was no longer before them. Her feet carried her as the remnants of the obstacles fell away from her body. It was like releasing a breath held too long and inhaling fresh air.

Green could be seen as the path continued in a straight line, and a gentle breeze carrying the scent of pine touched her nose. A small building appeared that looked no bigger than a storage room in the center with an open door. Donna couldn’t see what was inside the gray walls and roof, and didn’t have a chance to ask.

Her father’s grip tightened he spoke loud enough to bring an echo. “It’s coming, Donna. Run for the building.”

She didn’t see it at first as she took off running, but wasn’t more than a few steps on the field before it erupted from the jungle before her. Donna heard snarling and growls from behind, along with snapping of teeth. There was nothing human about the sounds, just like there was nothing human moving before her. It was animal and the darkness coming for her with fur and tentacles and teeth.

Donna wanted to run faster as she felt something scratch the back of her leg without making her fall, but was already moving as fast as her legs could carry her. Breath touched her back as teeth snapped close, and the dark thing had almost reached the small building. Her heart hammed as she found a burst of speed and knew she just missed losing her head.

The door and building became all she could see and jumped in hopes of making it without thought of the impact of head against wall within the small room. Her body sailed through the air and heard the door close hard behind her. Pounding and impact came from all around as it screamed out the darkest of threats.

She stood without the need for heavy breaths to find a room without windows and lights, but could see as if there were. There was only one room, but larger than it should’ve been. By diving, she should’ve hit her head on the other side, but the distance was something she couldn’t explain.

Rather than have her brain hurt by one more oddity of many, she looked around the almost baron room of cold stone. Her eyes searched for something as the hammering of the building grew in ferocity and saw nothing but frosted breath. Donna knew she had to be missing something, since it made no sense to put an empty building in the center of the clearing.