Without skipping a beat, he hilted in Ilaria and rose to his knees. Looking back to Olina before motioning to the male.
"This one keeps screaming because his sister is getting a fat cock. Think you can tease and make him feel good without letting him cum? Maybe he'll shut up... his sister finally isn't fighting, but she's not at her best with her brother distraught."
Lowering back down, Colahr resumed his kissing and tit fondling, pumping his lust magic into the new victim. Her lack of anger made Ilaria far easier to arouse and get in-tune sexually now, but the creamy mess of her cunt was far from a clean hole. Kissing her and slowing his deep thrusting, he'd whisper and churn her tits soothingly.
"It's alright... listen... I don't want you to keep suffering but you keep making me Ilaria. This cum, this cunt... it's all here to make you feel good. That warmth in you is a reward... just stop holding on to the idea you'll kill me. Focus on the idea that you can be my lover if you just accept this. No more rape, the sex would be focused on making you feel good entirely. Just... give... in."
Slowly sinking his whole length in, he rolled the girl over and took up the spot beneath her. She was laying on her back and on him, squeezing her tits for all to see whole keeping the nubby bitchbreaker in its cozy pussy. He'd fuck her in every position until he made her cum and start enjoying this.