Chapter 7 #2
The pitch of her moans increased as the naga’s forked tongue massaged around inside her.
She didn’t know how, but the length of his tongue felt thicker.
That, or she was clamping down on him with how close he was pushing her to the edge.
Gods, he was hitting spots she didn’t know would feel so heavenly.
Spots that had never been reached. Spots no one cared to explore past their own pleasure.
Griselda’s vision flickered and hazed in an attempt to focus as her clammy hands palmed the stone in desperate need for stable grounding.
The guardsman drew closer, sword almost dragging on the ground.
How had he walked so silently? Or was she also so caught up in being eaten out by the naga that she hadn’t noticed his footsteps? What was he even doing in here?
Her eyes clenched shut as a roar thundered through her bones, her vision going completely static.
Mouth gaping, her pussy clenched at the vibrations.
The strong claws around her sides dragged her closer than possible, shoving the naga’s maw deeper onto her body as he folded his tongue inside her on itself.
The scales on his body sang through her skin while her knees braced against the tops of his shoulders.
More growls rumbled through him into her core. He had to know what this was doing.
That edge was right there again. So close. So very close.
Right… There…
His tongue swirled inside her walls, absorbing every ounce of her.
The constant friction and vibrations driving her insane with lust. His claws dropped her waist and dragged up toward her breasts, clenching over them and digging sharp points into her chest. The mixed sensation made her clit ache as the naga fucked her drenched pussy with his tongue.
She almost considered reaching down to touch her engorged clit.
But, gods, how wonderful would it feel to orgasm without having to touch herself.
And be damned, she would find out. His left hand released her breast and trailed up to her throat.
How fragile and small he made her feel molded something within her.
To know that something so dangerous, hazardous, absolutely forbidden could make her feel like she was walking on a desire filled cloud.
Like he could smother her body in bliss within a moment.
His claws snagged on her collarbone. She felt his head wiggle deeper onto her, triggering another groan to gurgle from him into her pussy.
It was as though he was trying to eat through her.
To relentlessly devour her internally. Suddenly he released her and pulled his claws away before moving them to her back and trailing down her spine.
“A-ah, fuck!” Griselda’s core clenched.
The naga’s maw relaxed as he let her hips grind past his lips. He wasn’t snarling anymore. But that delicious muscle pulled completely out of her pussy and left her whining.
She wanted more.
Craved for him to finish what he started.
Desired for him to lick all over her.
She wanted his claws against her waist.
She needed him entirely.
Those honed claws curved over her plump ass, clamping onto the sides of her shaking thighs.
Griselda propped up on her elbows. She was unsure of the naga’s next move.
As she should have been. Instead of his maw clamping around her, he lifted her by her thighs, spread her apart, and railed his tongue into her.
In. Such a thick, filling feeling.
Out. Gods, such lewd sounds.
In. Each time, he fought to bury his tongue within her.
Fuck, me.
Out. Each time, her body suctioned onto him.
I want him.
Fuck.
I want him!
Growling. Rumbling. The naga fully thrust his tongue in and out of her pussy, briefly rolling up to her clit and sliding over it before burying himself back in. She couldn’t take it anymore. Her core clenched so hard it burned. Her pussy greedily tightening around his cataclysmic tongue.
Her hands buried against her searing face, covering the desperate plea that molded across it.
Griselda’s mind went on the fritz. All she could focus on was the way the naga fucked her with his mouth.
How easily he lapped at her and dined on her every sound.
How he made lightning course through her body like her nerves were on fire.
She was right there.
Right on the cusp.
Just as she was about to explode into pure ecstasy, the naga wrapped his bulky arms around her waist and pulled her up into him.
Fully burrowing that phthalo blue tongue into her until her pussy hit the back of his unhinged jaw.
He tightened his hold and hissed into her depths.
A grinding, hellish noise that sent Griselda spiraling into a heavy orgasm as his tongue lavished circles around itself and massaged the very spot that made every ounce of muscle clench within.
Stars danced behind her vision while gasps and moans sawed in and out past her lips.
Her pussy wavered, clenching in twitches she couldn’t control.
Her entire body felt like she was soaring through the stars.
Blood rushing to her head, Griselda went limp.
She desperately clung to the new wave this scaled monster revealed to her as her muscles screamed in ecstatic agony.
“Gods above,” a hushed voice breathed out the words, shattering her moment.
Griselda’s ears perked up as she forced hazed eyes to focus on the kneeling guard only a few paces away from her.
She completely forgot about the intruder during her moment of bliss.
Absolute fear spasmed through her veins.
Though, no longer a fear for herself. The idiocy of this guard to stay and risk becoming a meal after an already hungry naga finished devouring her in a different way.
A squelching suction released her from the naga’s maw as saliva dripped along her mound and down her belly.
His tongue lapped against her inner thighs while her legs quivered helplessly.
Low growls of satisfaction rumbled through him.
The warmth from his body was enough to help her ease back down from the sudden alert.
She didn’t want this to stop and was beyond disappointed about the intruder.
The naga trailed his large hands back down her waist, placing her back into the water and massaging cool beads into her hot flesh. His own body tensed during the process as his attention turned to the interruption.
Griselda stared at the guard, trying to mouth for him to run.
A shadowed helmet stared back at her. His body was ragged.
It appeared as though he was barely holding himself up while kneeling.
She had no clue who he was or why someone of his ranking would be this far away from their post. Unless he got caught up in the woods by whatever carrion demon was flying around earlier.
The flush of her face deepened at the realization of this guard witnessing what the naga just made her do.
“It’s going to kill you,” he said flatly. “It will rip your pretty belly open and devour your insides.”
The air between them silenced as a hiss split the lack of noise.
“Who are you to tell others how I am?” The naga, still tense, reared up and flared his hood. “Who are you to intrude my domain without invitation?”
“A fool, I suppose. A deranged fool.” He drew the sword across his lap and stared down at Griselda.
She was frozen. Stuck between a grizzled guard and an ornery naga. In a weird limbo having just experienced a true mind blowing orgasm and now watching to see if she was to witness a murder. The guard’s gaze made her stomach churn. He looked like a disappointed father.
“Explain yourself. Why are you back here, again?” Teeth clacked against each other as the huffy maw above Griselda’s head snapped in irritation.
“Maybe if you didn’t leave your cave so damn exposed I wouldn’t have wandered back, you damned lizard!” The guard rose a leg to a kneel, slamming his hand against the bloodied armor of his chest.
“Exposed? Exposed. He says my safe spot is exposed!” The water splashed around as the naga thrashed his head and shoulders side to side, dramatically throwing a hand over his eyes.
“Whatever shall I do? Maybe I should cower in fear. Hide behind my wooden walls. Worship a fake idol and pray for my safety!”
“Don’t you dare insult my beliefs, you devil!” Standing fully, but weakly, the guard grabbed his helmet by the horns and ripped it off, throwing it aside. Black waves hooked around his scarred and glowering face. “Take out your frustrations on someone else. Oh look, you already have!”
Griselda’s white eyelashes haloed around her eyes as the guard’s hands thrust in her direction.
What was she to do in this situation? Surely the two knew each other with how they were bickering back and forth.
She lay flat on her belly, fully exposed and in no position to fight either figures.
She couldn’t fight even if she tried. Her muscles were too sore after…
having the naga take his frustration out on her.
Her vision flitted between the two. The naga’s scales were puffed.
His hood bouncing between flat and flared. He was definitely upset.
“What I do with mine is none of your concern. Now leave!” A hiss spat behind the demand as an obsidian claw stabbed toward the exit.
Mine? He eats me out and immediately claims me as his?
“Yours? That’s a joke. It is my concern when you take the damned girl that my ‘fake idol’ deems sacred,” the guard mimicked air quotes as he snarled.
“What have you done to her? Desecrated? Mated? Gods save your scaled hide if you so much as—,” An ear splitting mixture between a roar and a hiss erupted around the cavern before the guard could finish his words.