Chapter 36

Romival

Holly stiffened under his touch. Romival stilled as well, his hands on her hips, his lips on her temple, eager to continue touching her but now concerned to keep going.

“Holly?”

“I’m fine,” she said quickly. Too quickly. He didn’t even have to know that ‘fine’ did not mean ‘fine’ to human females to recognize that as a lie.

But he wasn’t saying goodbye right now. So, it wasn’t about their method of farewell.

He leaned back, looking down at her. “Tell me, Holly.”

She was gnawing on her bottom lip. Looking so nervous. His beloved pink wasn’t staining her cheeks at all despite his tender caresses that she usually loved.

“Holly-”

“Why did you pull out this morning?” The words snapped from her voice so quickly, it seemed more like an involuntary reflex than a question.

He frowned, confused. “You said that I could.”

“Yeah, but you said it was an insult!”

His heart stuttered as he realized what happened. He hadn’t warned her what he was about to do, so she had seen the action from the meaning of his people, not hers. She had been insulted this morning but had been too afraid to bring it up.

Fine really did not mean fine.

“Holly, I am so sorry,” he said quickly, pulling her body up against his, nuzzling her head. “I did not mean to insult you. I just didn’t want to risk planting my seed inside you.”

“But… I wanted you to.”

He stilled.

“What?”

She was trembling under his hands now. Her heart, with its odd two tone beat, was racing in her chest, he could see it in the throbbing of the pulse in her delicate neck.

“I… wanted… your…” Her voice was slow, stilted, getting quieter with each word until she ended it with a request that stopped his heart. “...knot.”

She wanted his…

Romival didn’t realize he had gathered her in his arms and jumped with her onto the bed until her cry of surprise was already echoing in his ears.

She was asking for it now, she had been begging for it this morning. He had been worried about planting his pup in her belly before she was ready and so had tried her human pulling out technique.

A missed opportunity he was eager to correct now.

He yanked her skirt up without taking it off her. He grabbed her by the hips and jerked her up, putting the head of his cock at her entrance. She shivered at the tiny pressure he exerted.

“Are you sure?” He asked, trembling with the effort it took to hold back, but needing to make sure she was okay. That she was still comfortable.

She hesitated, panting through parted lips, but she nodded definitively.

That was all he needed. She wouldn’t have asked if she was uncomfortable. She wouldn’t have agreed if she didn’t want it. She might be fearful asking for what she wanted, but that just made the times she did so that much more meaningful.

He slammed forward right to the start of his knot. Not shoving it in her yet but filling her with his shaft so suddenly that she screamed, her head falling back, fingers grabbing for her bedding as she clenched from the sudden fullness.

She had already been wet and hot for him. Had thinking about his knot affected her that way? If she had told him this morning, they never would have left their nest. He would have kept her cunt plugged regardless of Atem’s plan to present her story to the people.

In direct contrast to how quickly he had sheathed himself, he was slow when he began pressing the hard bulge of his knot into her body.

The hardened flesh had been aching with the desire to be inside her since he first laid eyes on his female.

So long denying himself meant it was harder, more swollen, than normal.

And Holly had never stretched his far before.

Her mouth gaped, her lower jaw worked up and down, but no words emerged as her back arched. Romival reached between their bodies and played with her little pleasure button. Doing so forced a cry from her throat.

One moment, two passed. He sank in a bit deeper. Slowly gliding forward.

Then, suddenly, his pelvis slammed against hers as his entire knot was swallowed by her cunt all at once. The heated, wet grip of it bowed his own back as she keened.

“Krik…” He cursed involuntarily as his hips jerked. Not quite thrusting, but moving, grinding deeper into her, unable to keep still no matter how he told himself to give her a moment to grow accustomed to his girth.

She had been tight around him before, but the grip of her channel on his knot, already swollen beyond its normal capacity, danced on the razor thin line of pain and ecstasy.

His grinding movements got harder. Faster.

He truly was thrusting now. Never pulling his knot fully from her, but dragging it back just enough that the thickest part stretched her entrance before shoving it back in.

Encouraged by the whimpering, pleasured sounds he was forcing up from his Holly’s throat, he hunched over her and pumped his hips faster. Deeper.

Her little claws grabbed onto his flanks, digging into his side as she clung to him for dear life. He turned his head to kiss and suck on her neck.

That was all it took. She came with a cry, her cunt slamming down around him.

He growled, his back bowing as he found himself locked inside her. Unable to pull free from the hard grip of her walls. His knot shouldn’t truly lock inside her, that wasn’t how his physiology worked. But it was how Holly’s worked.

Her entrance clamped around him, her walls milked his shaft. Her body begging for his seed as she cried out her ecstasy.

He could deny her nothing. Not when she gripped him like that.

He roared his own completion, his sac drawing up as his knot swelled just a bit further not even a full second before his climax whited out his mind. His cock throbbed as his seed flowed into her hungry little womb.

She had asked for this. She wanted to be seeded and knotted.

Boneless and trembling, she was weak from the strength of her orgasm. Her gaze foggy and unfocused as the little aftershocks made her jump.

Romival kissed her. She weakly tried to keep up with him, but his tongue dominated hers, thrusting in and out of her mouth as he had done with her pretty cunt.

As he continued to do so, he pulled out just enough for the middle, thickened part of his knot to stretch her entrance again. He hovered there, making her whimper and shake.

Then, slammed forward.

He fucked her harder this time. Through one climax and right into another before she once again drew his seed from his sac. All the while, not pulling his knot out fully so he kept all of the thick, sticky cum inside her.

Where it belonged.

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