Elizabeth’s knees buckled slightly as his fingers pressed against her sensitive flesh. She squeezed her eyes shut for a moment, fighting the betrayal of her own body.

’It’s just... biology,’ she told herself desperately. ’He’s a predator; this is natural for him...’

’It’s only wrong because I was supposed to belong to someone else.’

"You know," Rex said, his voice dropping to that malicious, honeyed tone. "It’s fucking pathetic."

"Your older sister Helena? She already has three kids."

"Three fucking children. She knows what it’s like to carry a real man’s legacy, even though that man disappeared."

"And your niece... Lily and Diana? They’ve already been properly fucked by me, Elizabeth." Rex laughed. "They know what they’re missing."

’I knew it...’ Elizabeth’s eyes snapped open at the mention of her nieces.

’The way they cling to him,’ she thought bitterly. ’The way they look at him with those fucking desperate eyes.’

’They’re not just satisfied... they’re addicted.’ She knew it.

She had seen them. She had seen the way they hovered around him, the way they seemed changed by what he had done to them.

Rex’s fingers began to move with more purpose now, circling her opening, pressing against the delicate skin. "They’re my girls now."

"They know I can give them what any man never could. And you?"

"You’re just going to be like them, but you’re the smart, nonchalant one."

"The one who thought she could stay above it all."

"I am not... like them," Elizabeth managed to say, though her voice lacked its usual clinical certainty.

Rex laughed, a deep, rumbling sound that vibrated in his chest. "Oh, you’re worse, Elizabeth."

"You’re the one who knows exactly what you’re losing."

"You’re standing here right now, letting a ’pervert’ touch you, and you’re not even fighting it."

"You’re just waiting for it." He leaned forward, his face inches from hers. "I can smell how wet you are."

"Your body already knows you belong to me."

’Damn it,’ she thought as she felt the undeniable pulse between her legs. ’My body wants this more than my mind wants to admit.’

’I’m just like them. I’m just like Lily and Diana... I’m just another woman going to be broken by him.’ The thought was humiliating, but as his fingers slid slightly inside her, it was also undeniably, terrifyingly right.

"Don’t tell me you... already did this to Helena...?"

"Hell nah! That bitch needs to get punished first before feeling any of this!" Rex said with a higher tone because of how pissed he is. "A snitch in my life is going to get what they deserve."

"She hates reincarnators... so it’s reasonable... and I think if you try this on her... she’s going to kill you."

"Nah, I’m stronger than her right now, so I can just beat her and fucking punish her for it." Rex grinned. "So you need to appreciate yourself right now, Elizabeth... you won’t get any bad treatment from me because I’m saving it all for your bitch elder sister."

Rex’s fingers suddenly plunged deep inside her, abandoning all pretense of gentleness. He began to thrust with brutal, rhythmic force, his thick digits stretching her tight, virginal walls as he worked her with practiced aggression.

SCHLCK! SCHLCK! SCHLCK! SCHLCK! SCHLCK!

Elizabeth gasped sharply, her back arching involuntarily as the sensation flooded her system, a violent, overwhelming invasion that her body had never experienced before. "Gghhh..."

’This experience is... unprecedented,’ Elizabeth thought, her mind struggling to process the physical data. ’The pressure is intense, the friction is... excessive.’

As a scholar, she had read the biological texts. She knew the mechanics of human sexuality, the way arousal functioned, the purpose of pleasure, and the physiological responses to stimulation.

But those were abstract concepts, sterile diagrams in dusty books. She had once attempted to study the subject herself, a solitary, awkward experiment in the privacy of her quarters, but it had been a clinical, hollow experience that left her feeling more isolated than before.

’I have been studying incorrectly,’ she realized with a jolt of intellectual clarity amidst the haze of pleasure. ’I’ve been trying to understand this through theory alone, when it is a lived experience.’

Rex let out a dark chuckle as he felt her inner muscles clench around his fingers. "Fuck, look at you!"

"You’re taking it like an expert already, Professor."

"I can feel your body learning so fast." He withdrew his fingers completely, only to slam them back inside her with renewed violence. "See, this is what you needed. Real-world application."

’He’s right,’ she thought, her breath hitching as his rough touch sent jolts of electricity through her nerves. ’I have wasted years analyzing this from a distance.’

’I’ve been an observer when I should have been a participant. And now...’

She looked down at him, her violet eyes clouded with desire but sharpened by a new, intense curiosity. ’Now I have the perfect specimen to study...’

’A man who doesn’t care for propriety, who understands the raw truth of this... this animalistic necessity.’

’It is almost... generous of him,’ she considered with a strange sense of gratitude. ’To offer me this education... to show me what I’ve been missing.’

Rex noticed the change in her gaze, the way her intellectual curiosity was bleeding into her arousal, and grinned like a predator who had just caught a particularly intelligent prey. "That’s it, Elizabeth."

"Look at me, and use those eyes to really see me! See exactly what you’ve been missing out on!"

"I see," she whispered, her voice breaking slightly as he ground his knuckles against her clitoris. "I see that my studies have been... insufficient."

"And I find myself suddenly very eager to... complete my education."

"Fuck me, you’re something else," Rex growled, his hands moving to her waist to pull her even harder against his thrusting fingers. "The smartest bitch in this whole godforsaken capital, and she’s gonna learn more about pleasure in the next hour than she has in her entire fucking life."

’Yes,’ she thought, her body trembling under his touch. ’Finally... proper research.’

Rex’s fingers were a blur of motion now, bottoming out inside her with a rhythmic, violent speed that sent violent tremors through her body. Elizabeth gasped, her head lolling back as her eyes rolled briefly.

SCHLCK! SCHLCK! SCHLCK! SCHLCK! SCHLCK!

"Rex—stop," she choked out, her voice fractured. "Please... slow down."

"I need... I need to process this. My mind is trying to—"

"Your mind can shut the fuck up, Professor," Rex cut her off with a guttural laugh, his hips bucking forward to slam harder against her. "I don’t give a shit about your goddamn research papers!"

"You wanted a real fuck? This is the real thing!" Rex laughed. "This is what it feels like when a real man takes what he wants."

Elizabeth’s fingers began to tremble against the back of her head. She felt her composure fraying at the edges, her logical mind battling the tidal wave of sensation overwhelming her senses.

As if making a decision, her hands began to slowly descend from her hair, dropping toward her sides.

"Oh no, you don’t," Rex growled.

Before she could fully lower her arms, his massive hand shot forward, catching her by the hair again and yanking her head back violently. With his other hand, he reached between her legs and clamped his fingers around her swollen clitoris, squeezing hard.

"Ahhhnnn!" Elizabeth let out a strangled cry as the sharp, overwhelming sensation sent her legs buckling.

She collapsed forward, her knees hitting the floor with a dull thud, her massive tits swinging heavily as she gasped for air.

Rex stood over her, looking down at her trembling form with pure amusement. He chuckled, a dark, triumphant sound.

"Look at you... already feeling broken! Fucking pathetic!"

"I... I need a moment," Elizabeth panted, her face flushed, her thighs trembling uncontrollably. Her inner dialogue was a chaotic mess of shame and awe. ’This is humiliating... To fall like this... to be reduced to this in front of him... and yet, God help me, it’s exactly what my body wanted.’

’This pain, this overwhelming sensation... it’s more real than anything I’ve ever felt.’

"Get your massive ass up," Rex commanded, his voice dripping with mockery. "Or are those asses so massive that you’re having a hard time standing the fuck up, Elizabeth?"

"You trying to prove you’re just another weak, pretty little bitch? Is that it?"

He reached down, grabbing her chin and forcing her to look up at him. "I thought you were some fucking tutor."

"Some smart bitch who could handle anything. But look at you—you can’t even stay on your feet when I play with you just a little?"

Elizabeth forced herself up, her muscles screaming as she pulled her body back into the rigid, upright posture she had been instructed to maintain. Her breath was ragged, her skin glistening with sweat, but she straightened her spine with stubborn, academic pride.

"I am... standing," she managed, her violet eyes meeting his with a flicker of defiance.

"Good fucking girl," Rex smirked, releasing her chin. "Now get back to work."

"You’ve got a lot of fucking learning to do before you’re ready for something real."

’I know it, he can’t be underestimated at all,’ she thought, the humiliation burning in her chest even as her clitoris throbbed painfully. ’I am weak... I am inexperienced... And he is precisely the master I need to teach me how to be a woman for once.’

"Yes," she said aloud, her voice still shaky but resolute. "Please... continue my education."