Chapter 34 #3
Her eyes flew open and she held his gaze, her features tightening with determination as her thighs clenched his torso and she slowly lowered her hips. Her vent slowly opened, swallowing his sant more and more as she pressed him deeper and deeper by increments.
Therxian panted and hissed raggedly in response, his broken humming resuming.
Her vent clenched and pulled at him in reaction and his sant’s root tightened in response, triggering his own instinct as his tail wound around her rapidly.
Both his upper-tail and pelvis undulated, driving his sant deeper within her vent’s hot, wet grip.
Alex cried out, her sound of pleasure ringing through the nest, breaking through the last measure of his restraint as he shrieked with a primal need to breed.
There was no more going slow as instinct, and the frenzied need to see to his mate’s pleasure and care drowned out every bit of his rationality.
He twisted himself firmly around his mate, his body angling above hers so that she twisted on his sant while it was still buried deep within her.
He gripped the edge of the bed with one hand to secure his own hold as his wings clung to her, keeping her tightly in place against his chest. They held her perfectly in place as his lower tail wound around her hips, instinctively hunting for the perfect angle as he rocked into her, his pelvis meeting her soft bottom with every thrust. Alex’s cries were musical as they filled the chamber, her vent clenching around him.
It tightened with every thrust until the tension within her unraveled with a cry and began pulsing with the rapid clenching of its muscles, sucking his sant deep with instinctive determination to milk his seed.
Therxian clicked gutturally with a primal growl as his thrusts became quicker and more aggressive.
He would give every drop to his mate. He would breed her well as he wanted nothing more than to deposit every drop of his seed deep within her.
And with the way she was lifting her bottom to meet his every thrust, her vent strangling his sant, it would not be much longer.
He could feel it rising in response like a heat boiling deep within his upper tail where his reproductive organs were protected by heavier scales.
He claws scored the stone edge of the bed as he rocked vigorously into her, spurred on by her cries.
“Oh gods, yes,” she whimpered, but he had no idea how she managed even those three words when he was incapable of uttering even one.
All he could do was rumble in response, his humming taking a different note as his lower tail shifted into position, his secondary sant engorging as it pressed through its sheath for the first time, breaking the seam in scales there.
It rubbed a hot trail against her leg and his mate shivered in reaction as it slid into place against vent.
The one that was already occupied with his primary sant.
He growled his frustration as his secondary sant prodded, uselessly searching for a secondary vent that humans did not possess.
Logically he knew this, and yet in the fever of his mating, it made little difference.
It rubbed back and forth until Alex choked on a moan and reached back, her fingers wrapping firmly around it to guide it against her opening.
Following her guidance, he pressed deep, stretching her vent even tighter as his secondary sant worked its way in until it also anchored deep within her.
A deep hiss broke from him, and he immediately began thrusting experimentally with his secondary sant, his body quivering with the pleasure that licked up his primary sant in response.
He slowly undulated his body, feeling it out as he rocked both sants into her mate shouted her climax, nearly dragging him over with her.
With both of his sants swallowed by her body, Therxian’s body writhed in a new instinctive demand, his sants pressing into her vigorously, sinking deep and withdrawing.
Alex trembled within his hold, her body rocking with his, tightening and drawing her up to a greater height.
He carried her there with him, and he could feel her vent responsively tightening and fluttering in minor pulses.
His song shifted, deepening and taking on a fever pitch as he undulated, his thrusts driving into her with a frenzied rut.
Heat spread rapidly and his sants began to vibrate, drawing short cries from his mate as one tiny climax avalanched into another increasing larger one.
He rode through it, clasping her to him, relinquishing himself to the pleasure of being flown by her as they writhed together in their passion-locked embrace.
Her vent worked his sants, constricting them, priming them, and drawing on them until it tightened and bore down on them just shy of the point of pain.
Her vent spasmed, and fire bloomed from within his belly and spewed into her as her vent began milking him with hard, hungry pulls with her scream of release.
His sants gave over their load and seed released in heavy streams of completion as they rode the edge of bliss and flew over it together.