CHAPTER 9 #3
His abdomen spasms again, and his cock thickens inside of me and fills me with that hot, golden fluid.
I suddenly can’t resist the heat coiling at my core. Fast enough to send me crying out with shock, I tip over the edge, squirting around Razul’s thick length as milk weeps from my nipples, running down his legs.
My body swirls with heat, already tipping into the second of many climaxes to come.
RAZUL
This wicked little creature is going to be the end of me.
I should be putting her down for a nap and preparing for the evening chores; I need to make sure the egg boxes are pristinely clean, as several of the females are heavily gravid and close to laying another clutch.
Instead, I’m holding her against my underbelly and pumping her full of my heat. These pillows will all require laundering.
I don’t care; the only thing that matters is driving my cock into her as hard and deep and fast as she wants.
And Celeste is not easy to please. Any time my pace slows to make an adjustment, she cries out with desperation, as if I’ve committed some grievous betrayal.
With her stomach and breasts so full of my heat, the pressure on my cock is incredible. It would feel like this, fucking her while she’s heavy with my child.
The thought nearly makes my cum run white, but I meant what I said about wanting to fuck her like this as long as possible.
It will be a long, long time before I’m willing to share the milk she makes for me. But that doesn’t mean I can’t look forward to the future.
Her precious little cunt flutters around my length, milking another surge out of me.
I muster my focus, adjusting my fingers on her clit.
“You’re doing so well for me,” I purr over her. I love how she responds to my voice when she can’t understand it: all soft sighs and nuzzles, fluttering lashes and beaming looks.
When she can understand my words, she thinks too much about them, searching for ways they can confirm her doubts, mind filled with anxiety.
I need her mind and her everything filled with me.
Each thrust sends her overfull breasts quivering, and she whimpers pathetically, but I don’t slow my pace. The warmth of her desire pulses softly in our contract on my wrist, assuring me of her pleasure.
Hot milk runs oh-so-tempting down my legs where they support her breasts. But there’s something else I want more.
“I know they’re so full,” I croon, increasing my pressure on her clit.
Celeste shudders and arches into me.
“But I can’t drain them yet. I want you to cum like this, so full of me… breasts and belly and cunt all stretched to the limit…”
My abdomen spasms hard, sending another hot rush of fluid through her.
Celeste’s breath quickens, clit and cunt twitching under my fingers.
“That’s right, sweet girl… it’s almost time for you to fall apart… You can do that for me, can’t you?”
She moans and whimpers, muscles fluttering around my length.
My breath quickens as my cock throbs. “Oh, it’s going to feel so good when you cum around me…”
Her cunt clenches desperately, needy noises reaching a fever pitch.
I keep the circles on her clit steady, but the fingers of my other hand slide deeper down her throat.
Then a final, definitive spasm runs through her, squeezing me with incomprehensible tightness.
A scream blossoms from her lungs, and I muffle it with the fingers in her mouth, thrusting even harder as the contract band burns warmer.
She bites down hard as milk surges from her tits, spraying across my abdomen and dripping down my legs while her squirt soaks my underbelly.
My body shudders as heat swells my cock and fills her. I’m too quickly approaching my own edge, but I can’t deny her, I can’t deny her pleading moans that demand I fuck her hard and deep.
I thrust until the very point of no return, then yank my cock out, replacing it with three of my fingers.
Celeste cries out with despair until my fingers hook around to her inner spot, pressing mercilessly until she’s squirting and cumming again.
My cock bursts untouched, and thick white cum showers her tits and stomach.
I groan, moving my hand from her mouth to my cock, stroking myself until the rest of my cum pours out.
She opens her mouth, moaning needily, and I return my cum-soaked fingers to her lips. Her tongue darts out, and she drools at the flavor.
As the spasming of her cunt around my fingers slows, I use both hands to scoop my cum into her mouth, letting her lick and suck my fingers clean.
Then her body stiffens and shudders as the strain on her breasts becomes unbearable. She furrows her brow and groans, and the contract on my wrist prickles painfully.
I gently run my fingers around her areolas, tempting her milk to flow without overwhelming her.
She whimpers, biting her lip as the worst of the pressure releases, sending another hot gout streaming down her body.
Saliva pools under my tongue, and I can’t resist anymore. I lean over Celeste and close my mouth over one of her breasts, moaning as her creamy heat fills my mouth.
Fuck, she tastes so good.
Celeste uses her own hands to keep shoveling my cum into her mouth, replacing her milk almost as fast as I can drink it.
I switch sides as my cock recedes and my abdomen relaxes, making room for my stomach to swell as I drink down her milk.
Celeste is securely cocooned in the afterglow, moaning with lazy pleasure every time I suck on her breast.
How did I live without this? Without her thick, rich cream, coating my throat as I drink, filling me with warmth; without her sighs and moans and mews, the sweetest sounds I’ve ever heard.
I pause to catch my breath, giving Celeste a moment to relax as I massage her breasts to help her release the rest of her milk.
“Oh, my perfect little pet… my perfect little cow… my sweet girl…”
I kiss her forehead as she licks my cum from her fingers, moaning happily.
Her body gradually relaxes, and with my chitin slippery with fluid, I steady her with my feet.
In the middle of licking cum from her finger, her sleepiness catches up with her. Her lids flutter and her hand drops; I catch it with my foot and tuck it by her side.
As she dozes on the edge of sleep, moaning quietly, I drain her breasts the rest of the way, massaging the glands to ensure she’ll get as long a respite as possible.
Her soft curves settle against me, already filling out even in the short time since her arrival. The poor girl really was starved. I’ll make sure she eats her fill—and more.
My abdomen throbs happily, full of her milk and drained of my cum.
I scoop Celeste up, moving carefully with all the slick fluids around.
She mews and curls into my chest.
“Oh, sweet girl…”
I laugh, shaking my head. We’re both completely soaked.
I’m going to need a bigger pool.