Eden heard a crinkly sound. Confused, she turned and saw him sheathing himself in a condom and almost gasped. He  was huge, the size of one of the mega energy drink cans she bought when she was super tired. Easily the biggest she’d ever had. Was that why he’d used the dildo? Did he genuinely need to prepare women for his cock? Her cunt shimmered, flexing wetly. She didn’t think size was going to be an issue.  She closed her eyes as large hands gripped her bare thighs. “I’m going to use the implement on you again. It might feel strange, but it’s perfectly safe. Just like before.”

“Okay,” she whispered.

He pressed against her and despite her lust, her soaking pussy spread slowly, her nerves burning like fire. She clenched, her body defending itself even as she welcomed him. Willow growled. “Relax, Miss Cartwright.”

“It feels warm, Doctor. Warmer than before.”

“That’s… I mean, yes… it should feel warm. Just keep your eyes closed, lass.”

His cock was blunt and broad. He pushed inside her like a battering ram, testing her slickness. With a soft grunt, he pumped inside her and pleasure blurred her vision. It was their first time, she realised. She and Willow were having their first time. He sank inside her with a tortured moan, and she couldn’t help it. She looked at him over her shoulder.

“No! Close your eyes!”

But Eden couldn’t stop looking. He’d opened his shirt and the sight of his powerful chest, the tight muscles working, sent sparks skittering through her body. She arched her back, feeling powerful and pretty. “This feels different, Doctor…”

He panted, his hips working even as he tried to regain his composure. “You won’t say anything, will you, lass? You won’t tell your father?”

Eden shook her head. “No, Doctor.”

“That’s good. That’s so good.”

“Am I allowed to like it, Doctor? Am I allowed to like you curing me?”

He made a noise like a wounded bull. “Yes. Fuck. You’re allowed to enjoy it. You’re allowed to… tell me how it feels?”

“Big,” she whispered. “So big and hard.”

With another tortured moan, he gripped her ass, pulling her back into him. She felt the hot metal of his wedding ring against her skin. He’d corrupted her, but she’d corrupted him, too. She screamed as he drove into her, his hips slamming against hers. She reached between her thighs and touched her clit. Sparks popped behind her eyes. “Doctor!”

“You like it, don’t you? You like how it feels, you dirty girl.”

“Yes.”

“And you know what will happen if we cannot cure you.”

Eden’s body was winding tighter and tighter. “I’ll be sent away?”