I turned a nearby dining chair away from the table and called Rose over to me. She whimpered “Bastard.” and stayed put, braced against my shoulders while I licked at the crusted blood and ooze until she screamed shrilly. The change in pressure and shape of Rose’s breast pulled most of the teat out of my mouth so I had only the very tip still gripped when I bit down, my front teeth digging into the soft, sensitive skin. Lena choked louder and a hot mess flooded across my cock and groin as she vomited. I felt a first metallic taste of Rose’s blood and knowing the damage I was inflicting to her nipple fueled my arousal all the more. Sitting in the chair with my face very close to the sagging breast I found the tortured flesh I had made of her nipple very interesting. This was not magic but the alien infection did benefit its female hosts although in ways far short of what it was doing for me. I discovered I could take them closer to death and they would yet recover. I steadily sucked harder and harder, working the turgid nipple deeper into my mouth and starting to bite lightly at the rim of the encircling areola.
