Chapter 24
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Lila
“ H i, hubby.” I wink and wave at the clearly irate and stunned naga. I let the charade go on a little long, making him suffer unnecessarily, but I consider it payback for all of his hot and cold ways. Now, we can start this marriage with a clean slate. I’m only hoping he’s not pissed I tricked him into marrying me.
“Lila,” he murmurs before throwing his arms around me, pulling me against him, and circling his snake body around me so I have no chance of escape. “Thank fuck it’s you. I thought I ruined everything.” He pulls away and frowns. “I did marry you, right? You didn’t sneak in sometime after we said our vows and signed the papers?”
I shake my head. “No, that was all me. Xavier transported Kinga and Andre to the circus ship, and I took her place. The poor thing was beside herself, and her bitchy sister slapped her. She was in no condition to marry you. I promised them a safe haven, and they’ll be traveling with us for a while. I’ll find something for them to do.”
He strokes a hand down my hair and nuzzles into my neck, his tongue flicking out to taste my skin. “So you’re my wife?” he asks, his coils tightening ever so slightly, and those oh so delicious bumps in his pelvis region I’ve been curious about start to harden.
“Yup. I hope that’s what you wanted, because you’re kind of stuck with me now,” I tell him, running my hand over his naked chest and tweaking one of his nipple rings, which has him shuddering in response.
“Well, we’re supposed to consummate this marriage, and I need to give you a mating bite to free my father,” he reminds me.
I wave a hand in the air. “I wouldn’t worry too much about that. As soon as we left the room, the guests were rounded up, and Xavier was going to scan their minds for guilty and not guilty. Right about now, Sissolic is going to be more concerned about his own safety than worrying about his supposed daughter and her new husband.”
“Oh, okay.” He recoils slightly, and his grip on me loosens like he’s disappointed.
“But I’m okay with us, you know, fucking to save your father and everything. We would be remiss not to at least have proof just in case Xavier, Saxon, and Tirrian didn’t round up all the basilisks,” I blurt, feeling my cheeks turn pink. “I mean, we are married, and it is our wedding night.”
“It is our wedding night, and I agree, we would be careless not to cover all our bases.” Silac’s hold tightens on me again as he chuckles. His tongue flicks out to taste my skin, and I squirm while I consider what that tongue would feel like on my clit.
“You’re already in half form, so should I change too?” I ask, kind of wondering how we’re going to do this. I’ve fucked both Caspian and Tirrian in half form. Tirrian’s half form isn’t too extreme, but Cas’s tentacles sure are, and I’m kind of curious about snake sex.
“I won’t need to bite you to change you into a naga because you have your own form, but I will still need to bite you to seal the mating bond… That’s if you still want to mate,” Silac replies, but he won’t look me in the eye.
I put my finger on his chin and make him look at me. “Of course I do. Would I have gone through all the trouble of marrying you if I didn’t? Please bite me and make me yours.”
“You will have to bite me back too,” he says, and I can get on board with that. I can’t wait to see my bite marks scar his skin. I love seeing my marks on Nikos and my cats. Maybe I need to bite the others just to put my mark on them.
“Okay, let me go, and I’ll change.” I pat his body wrapped around me, but he doesn’t release me completely, just loosens his hold. He drags down the zipper on Kinga’s wedding dress. It’s not easy, but I manage to shimmy out of it, and he tosses it to the floor. Now, I’m just wearing panties and nothing else. His heated gaze skims my form, and he groans.
“God, you’re beautiful.” His hands slowly caress my skin, his touch cooler than my body temperature, making me shiver. His scales warm beneath me as my heat sinks into them, and I feel those two lumps I’ve been fascinated with under his skin hardening. I’m finally going to experience naga sex.
I can’t say I didn’t google some galactic porn, desperate to know about half form snake sex. All shifter snakes have a hemipenis, which apparently means they have two cocks. He’s a whole amusement ride on his own. I shimmy down a bit and run a finger over his slit, which is exactly in the same spot it would be if he were in human form. Much like Nikos and his tail, Silac has a sexual slit that should open and allow his dual cocks to poke out.
The porn I watched had an alien female riding a basilisk’s pronged cocks, with one in each of her holes. Double penetration for the win, but I’m not sure if it was real or fake. I was also interrupted before I could watch any porn with both participants in half form, so I have no idea how it works. I also didn’t have time to explore my basilisk body when I changed to reanimate all those people, so I’m not quite sure how we are going to fit together.
Silac moans and loosens his hold on me even more. “Change, Lila. I can’t wait to stick my cocks into your holes.”
Holes? Do I have two? Or does he mean asshole and pussy? Oh, why didn’t I do more research? Do snakes have assholes? I’m sure Earth snakes only have one hole they do everything through. I try not to screw my nose up, but I obviously don’t succeed, because Silac chuckles.
“Change, and I will give you a hands-on naga anatomy lesson.” He releases me completely, but not before he strokes my naked body with his tail, flicking the end over my nipple, as he slides off the bed and shoves it to the side.
“We’re not going to need that,” he tells me when I raise my eyebrows. My mouth falls open in surprise, but I quickly get my shit together and slide my panties down my legs—no point in destroying them if I can avoid it. I release my hold on my mimic powers, and once again, it’s like a playful puppy as it swiftly washes over me, taking my naga form with happiness. It’s painful, but not anything that I haven’t experienced before, and I blink with amazement as the mist dissipates. I’m that same beautiful color pattern of the dragon eye gems, but this time, scales don’t cover my breasts. There is, however, a thick line of them that runs between them, down my belly, around my belly button, and then blend into where my tail starts.
“You’re gorgeous.” Silac slithers toward me, circling my form, his long body dragging against mine. His tongue flicks out to taste the air, and my own tongue does the same thing, taking in Silac’s taste. The slight hiss of scales on scales sounds through the bedroom as my eyes roll back at the sensations this elicits. Wow, that is something. My nipples tighten, and something inside throbs with desire.
There’s also something inside me that is screaming at me not to give in so quickly. She wants him to prove he is worthy of us. She wants to be pinned down and strangled by his coils. I hiss at him, my hood flaring with aggression, and he chuckles and pulls away. I lunge at him, baring my fangs, and he quickly shuffles backward, holding up his hands as he tries to calm me.
“Easy. Naga females like to be dominated. It proves to them that their mate can protect them and their future offspring. It usually involves wrestling and then being pinned and fucked.” He points a finger at what was my pelvic region. “May I?”
I still feel agitated and restless, but I need to know the mechanics of this, so I nod. He slithers closer and runs a finger down my scales, brushing over the ones between my breasts. It sends a shiver of pleasure to my core, but I hold still.
“Naga females are made for naga males. A lot of serpent shifters form poly family groups, and females can store their partners’ sperm for months at a time, choosing when they wish to get pregnant. In half and full form, you have two sexual slits to accommodate a male’s hemipenis and a vent for waste. Sexual coupling can only be achieved with our bodies wrapped together because of it. Unlike a lot of shifter species, pregnant female serpents cannot shift. Pregnancies often result in multiples, and they are born live. There is not enough room in a female’s body to accommodate if they shift back into their two-legged form. Pregnant female serpents usually hibernate during this period, typically two to three months depending on the species, and the males will tend to their every need.”
“I get to nap for two to three months?” I ask, focusing on the positive. “That sounds like my sort of pregnancy, though not something we have time for right now,” I warn him, and he smiles and nods.
“No, I understand. I just hope that you will be open to bearing one or two children for me one day.” I think I’m going to have to sit down and work out how long I’m going to be pregnant for so each mate can at least have one offspring. I’m hoping if I can give them all at least one, then they won’t want any for another fifty years or so.
“So no kinky positions for snakes, just the horizontal mambo?” I ask as he runs his finger up and down my closed slits, which is very much like him running his fingers over my clit, only twice the pleasure.
“Not in half form, but the male naga is adaptable in case their female is not a shifter. The base of the penises will rotate and sit vertically, meaning that dual penetration can occur in bipedal form.” I think about what he said, and my eyes widen. It’s just like the porn I watched. Nice to know my research paid off.
“Well, that sounds like a lot of fun and definitely something we should explore. Anything else I need to know about?”
He winces. “Yes, they will swell and vibrate, and because our bodies will be entwined, making thrusting difficult, they will thrust for me, locking us together for quite some time to ensure proper fertilization, which you don’t have to worry about because of your contraception for now. You’ll want to bite and squeeze me, and you should let yourself do that. I need to prove to you that I can handle your venom and your strength.”
I shrug as I run my tongue over my fangs. These ones are like long, thin needles, but I can’t taste any venom dripping from them. “I’m a little bit of a biter in any form.”
He reaches up and cups my cheeks, drawing my head closer to him, while his long body slides against mine. I shiver as our mouths join and his tongue flicks out to tangle with mine. It’s a strange feeling, because they are both long and forked, and they literally tangle together much like our bodies. Silac twines his length around mine until we’re twisted and it’s hard to move. That’s when the other side of me pushes forward. I pull away, wincing as our tongues pull apart, then I hiss at him viciously, and something starts to rattle. I look down and discover that the tip of my tail is vibrating violently and making that sound.
“Lila, you are so sexy,” Silac mutters as I roll us so I can be on top, and then I lunge, biting into his shoulder. “Yes, make me your mate.” He moans as I feel my venom sink into his system, and his soul melds into mine. “Your venom causes my slit to open.” I feel exactly what he means as our lower bodies align, and his cocks try to push out of his slit, but he’s not aligned properly with me yet, so there is nowhere for them to go. “Now it’s my turn.” His eyes narrow, and his mouth widens before he bites into my shoulder, his arms and body tightening as our mate bond clicks firmly into place. I hiss, and the tip of my tail rattles harder as we begin to roll around on the ground. I try to get away from him, the primal part of me not happy even though I can feel his cocks brushing against my slits, which feels fucking amazing. I groan and rub that part of my tail harder against him while still trying to escape. It’s all so confusing.
His tongue flicks over his bite mark, and my body relaxes. I feel slick drip out of my slits, which are opening for him. “God, Lila, you feel amazing. I love you so much. I’m so glad I waited,” he tells me as his tongue wraps around one of my nipples. It feels rougher than most of my mates’ tongues, but not as rough as the cats’. I shiver and squirm, not sure if I want more or want to get away from him. My primal mind is really messing with me.
I moan and struggle a little more. I want to get away, but I also want to get closer. I really can’t make up my mind, but then Silac takes the decision away from me. His cocks get more forceful, and suddenly, they breach my slits as he seems to grow bigger and rolls so he’s on top of me, his hands forcefully pinning my shoulders to the ground as his tail tightens, forcing his cocks deep into my slits.
“Oh my god.” I throw my head back and give up on the fight. It might make me a sad naga female, but this feels amazing, and I am so here for it. His cocks slide in and out, and they are rough like his tongue, sliding along every single sensitive nerve inside my slits. It’s like the whole thing is a G-spot, not just a small section on the front wall. I want to move, but he has me completely pinned, his tail wrapped around mine so we are immobile.
His mouth finds mine, and the kiss is a furious battle for domination that my body can’t give, but his cocks start to thrust fast and swell bigger, and my orgasm rips through me, and I scream.
“Are you ready, Lila? I’m going to fill you with my seed and breed you. I want to see you swell with my babies.” His voice has become very sibilant much more than normal, and I know his animal is pushing his needs on him. They all have a breeding kink, but as my own pleasure pulses, I know they aren’t the only one. As long as it’s only role-play for now, I love it.
“Fuck yes! God, Silac, so good. Breed me, I want it,” I ramble as he grunts and groans, and I feel him flood both slits with his cum, his cock pulsing and thrusting in what feels like a never-ending orgasm.
It swells even more, and I know I’m not going anywhere. The thrusting slows, but his cocks start intermittently pulsing like a goddamn vibrator, and every time it does, it triggers another orgasm.
“Yes, God, yes!” I scream as another one crashes over me. I push him at the same time I try to wiggle my pelvis to get more of it. My body can’t make up its mind, but after it happens a few more times, I’m too exhausted to struggle. I relax in his arms, and he whispers words of praise and strokes me all over. I sink into a sort of sexual coma and drift away.