Chapter 10 | Yueril
Chapter 10
Yueril
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It shouldn't be possible for this to be more than pleasure, but every instinct in me made me bite her again. This time with her permission as my anti-venom coursed through her veins, making sure she'd never be harmed by me for as long as we wandered the stars.
My tincture oils made sure she wouldn't feel the bite, and as my anti-venom worked through her, feeling returned to her limbs and she started to rock herself against my tail. Heat rolled off her in waves as her loh glowed, but what made me stop her from shuddering upon my tail was the way my cock engorged.
It wasn't that I was hard for her, and eager to please that gave me pause. It was the way my sacks filled with fluid and felt heavy beneath my glands. It could only mean one thing... The blood from marking her was activating my need to mate, to fill her. Being a different species should make this impossible but hope and eagerness grew within me. I was content to be of use to her without such a thing, but I hissed out, "No," through my clenched teeth.
Even if it was futile to hope for more than what we already had, a primal part of me needed to fill her. I was born in the wild of the desert, a leader of my feral tribe, and with my seed heavy and aching, I could no longer resist with my mate squirming upon me.
My mate, I thought as I adjusted her for receiving me. The head of my cock warmed against her entrance, making me shudder as I felt the resistance of her tight seam. Her heel pulled forward, and I slowly stretched her to take my cock.
Control waned as I hissed at the pleasure of thrusting until my sack nestled against her. Her walls squeezed around me, and then I felt my body seize up. My muscles warmed, and I held my breath, feeling the way every inch of me tingled. I'd never felt anything like it. Others described to me what it was like to have a mate, and I hadn't thought I would experience it myself. It was like something untouchable was clicking into place, and even if I should unsheathe myself, this fullness would never leave me again. It seemed like such a ridiculous concept when described out loud, but made perfect sense in this moment.
But did she feel the same? Was this safe for her? Giving her my seed when she was under the influence of my mating hormones and covered in my oils seemed much too dubious and had me questioning my sanity.
"Treasure?"
A devious gleam entered her eyes after she unclasped herself from my neck, sending a jolt to my loins.
Then she said something that stilled my heart.
"You are mine."
I nodded, and all control was lost. All previous concerns exploded, and my tail secured her as I slammed deep inside her. In and out, I felt that tantalizing bundle of nerves at the entrance of her tight seam vibrate along my shaft as I moved. Great sun and stars. I'd never felt anything like her. That stimulation along my scales made my glands tighten and coil, pleasure surging through down to my bones, and deep into my blood.
My tail curved around her perfect ass that had thankfully filled out within the medpod since the first time I felt it when she was near starving. The thought made me grit my teeth with frustration that I wasn't there to prevent such a state of abuse. I was angry with myself for not finding her sooner, and I slammed into her harder, faster, reveling in the way she mewled and moaned with the pleasure that I was responsible for. Knowing I brought that dazed look to her bright glowing green eyes, and I was the reason her fingers dug into my back as she clung to me, was intoxicating.
I slipped my tail along the roundness of her ass, and between the valley between those plumped cheeks. My tincture oil lubricated my scales and made her skin slick as I put pressure at the divot of a tight hole that reminded me of the glands my species had to help heighten a female's pleasure. We'd plug their pleasure center with our tails to loosen the flap that would prevent our seed from reaching their eggs. Making them orgasm with these glands helped fill them without seed. I'd never wanted to fill a hole so desperately as I did just then upon noticing it was there. My seed was so tight, and I knew I would release soon as I slapped against her, invigorated by her joyous sounds of growing pleasure. I could feel the way her muscles twitched the same way they did that first time she came on my tail. She was close to reaching her peak, and I wished to reach that with her.
My tail eased between her cheeks and pushed into that channel that squeezed upon my invasion, but as her little whimpers shortened and her heart rate increased, I captured her mouth and dove deeper, thrusting from both ends. I could feel my tail's pressure as I filled her from the front and groaned. My scales expanded inside her, sending me over the edge as my seed shot inside.
My treasure screamed as she clenched around me, and her muscles tensed up as she clung to my shoulders, her heels digging into my thighs. I kept rocking as my cum pumped and my scales expanded more to keep it from spilling. As I thrust again, I hissed instinctual objection to the loss of my seed dripping down my sack. It flexed again to fill her more, shooting more cum inside her. I moved one of my fingers, retracting my claw, to adjust under her thigh and scooped up my seed from between us and found myself pushing my finger back inside her, stretching her alongside my cock. I eased my finger in, and my other felt the delicious pulse of her clit. My tail twitched inside her ass, and she moaned, moving against me as her fangs scratched at my lips. I cared not that she took my blood inside her. In fact, it drove me wild with more need to see her shatter once more.
Rotating little circles on her clit, I loved the way her jaw trembled in her kisses as I worked my tail and my fingers, keeping my cock still to allow it the time it needed to empty my seed fully.
I whispered within her savage kisses, "You take me so well, Treasure."
She bit down on my lip with a growl. I chuckled with a joy I had never felt before this moment. My tongue licked at the blood she elicited from the act of need I recognized as the building orgasm working its way through her glowing body.
"That's right, take what you want, mate," I reveled in the way she pulsed around me.
"You," she said, while gripping my head and bringing me back to her lips. "You are mine."
On your lips, in your soul, I am yours until the stars take me, I thought, as the last of my seed made my body convulse and spasm with a groan of pleasure.
Blackness crept at the corners of my vision, and my tail lost feeling first as it slipped from her ass. A smile was plastered to my face, as I carefully guided my mate to the ground, and I knew she wasn't a trill, but I'd sleep now. I felt the tug of unconsciousness as my body naturally wished to make sure I remained inside my mate for as long as possible. It was typically a female's choice to wake a mated male or keep them unconscious and eat them for the nourishment of our spawn.
My fate was truly in her grasp, as the last thing I saw were her green eyes looking adorably content before I felt her curl into my hold to sleep with me.