Chapter 22 #2
One of her arms buckled under the weight of the scaled naga slamming his hips into her.
Griselda braced it in front of herself, using her forearm to keep herself upright as her other arm stretch to the side and helped angle her to a position to look back at Thrasik.
His lip was snarled back. That slick tongue hanging out like a beast possessed.
His spined cock slapped against the top of her rear with each thrust. Its weight enough that she almost begged him to shove it in with the first one again.
Instead, Thrasik pulled out and bent down behind her.
“No, why’d you stop?” she whined, almost reaching down to touch herself from the absence.
“Because I’m going to show you how I want to use you and all of your holes.” Griselda’s eyebrows raised at his remark at just the same time his tongue lapped at her pussy.
It was a feeling she’d lavish in for as long as he’d allow. Her face dropped onto her arm as a heavy pant gusted past her lips and she angled her hips higher for easier access.
However, Thrasik wasn’t going to focus on her pussy. His tongue dragged up to her tight ring of muscle and teased. She was certain he was just going to treat it the same way, but instead he tried to shove his tongue in just as he’d done to her throat.
Biting the inside of her cheek, she couldn’t help but lean back into his effort.
It felt like nothing she’d experienced and she wanted to take even more ecstasy from him.
That large tongue slithered further in, expanding against her hole with such ease it made her wonder if he’d used the lubrication that spilled from her pussy to help it relax.
Possessive snarls and guttural groans ripped from his heaving chest as he continued to tug her curvy hips back toward him. Thrasik resumed the same method of pulling his tongue back and burying it deeper into the hole he so desperately wanted to make sloppy.
Just as she was getting used to the feeling of his tongue slipping in and out of such a new sensation, he pulled back out again. A needy whine keened from her. She was getting tired of these teases and just wanted to be railed into oblivion.
A feral hiss snapped back at her, coaxing a thrill to run down the base of her spine as one of his hands reached up to the back of her neck and pinned her further to the floor.
His claws sank into the sides of her throat as both cocks braced against her entrances.
She couldn’t help but clench at the feeling of such a new invasion being threatened.
But gods be damned if she wasn’t excited and giddy beyond belief to experience it.
Trying her best to relax, Griselda steadily pushed back against the cocks until both ever so slowly sunk their thick tips into her warmth.
Her brows knit upward together. It was a unique feeling, being already so wide spread but also feeling the friction of both cocks together and separately as Thrasik sank his hips deeper toward her.
Borderline mewling moans jolted from Griselda as the differing textures of Thrasik’s cocks became overbearing.
The flexible spines from the larger cock steadily buried themselves deeper into her ass, gripping and massaging spots she’d never imagined would feel so thrilling.
The ribbing along his second cock pulsed in her pussy, causing her walls to clamp down around him and tugging a desperate moan from behind his teeth.
Gasping for air, she tried to control herself from letting the feeling control her every movement. Her moans were already beyond what she was used to. Her throat steadily became hoarser as Thrasik buried himself almost to the hilt.
“I love the way you grip me,” he hissed. “So tight. So hungry.”
His claws sank further into her neck and waist. Her arms splayed out before her head as her cheek squished into the musty floor.
The way he was claiming her in this manner was possibly the hottest experience she’d had by far.
It curled a twisted desperation in her and made her core clench even harder.
Her slick covered folds were already stretched and gripping onto him as much as possible, but somehow became even wetter despite being filled with such a veiny cock.
Lubrication mixed with her own wetness as it dripped down the mound of her pussy. A heated blush spread across her freckled cheeks at the feeling of their combined viscous fluids stretching to the floor off the delicate thatch of hair at the apex of her thighs.
Each feeling was steadily becoming too much.
Too good. So overly sensitive.
Griselda’s fingers dug into the floor, tensing against the slap of scales hitting her ass and reverberating a firm jiggle through her body.
Her pussy quivered around the ribbed cock.
She wasn’t positive, but it felt like it was growing larger.
Wider. Thicker somehow. She was thankful for the ability of Thrasik’s lubrication and how he’d used it on her before he’d tried to bury himself in her ass.
Her breath came out in pants as he lost himself in her.
She was stretched further than she’d ever been, even considering how he’d managed to stuff both his cocks into her pussy prior.
The sensation of him thrusting in and out of such a hole no one had claimed made her clit throb and burn with an incessant need.
“Fuck, Griselda,” he groaned, pulling his hips back ever so slowly before slamming them back into her.
She tried to keep her focus on him despite her mind wanting to go numb and give in to this extravagant feeling.
The way his gorgeous scaled lips snarled.
How his tongue lolled over those deliciously sharp teeth.
The sensual way his plated pecs and biceps flexed with each thrust as he tugged her back onto him.
That devilish glare that bore into the depths of her soul and dared her to try and run away.
Such a dare that if she even tried, she knew he’d fully ravage her body in the most devious ways.
Griselda bit her lip to the point of almost drawing blood.
She craved this naga in the most inhuman way.
What she wouldn’t do to have him inside her every chance of every day.
He made her heart soar even with a simple glance.
Yet, here he was making her insides blaze with the power of an inferno she’d never met.
For a moment, she considered what it would be like to be impregnated by him had it even been possible.
To be bred consistently by him until he managed to stuff her full of the chance to bear his offspring.
As if somehow reading her mind, Thrasik bent down to growl into her ear, “I’m going to bury eggs inside you until you beg for me to stop. They won’t be viable, but that’s not the point. You’re going to be oozing me out of every hole until your body begs for mine just by scent.”
Just his words almost sent her over that euphoric edge of orgasm. Her nipples tightened and ached against her dress and the floor. She hadn’t thought that he might actually have a way to surprise her even further.
Eggs?
Griselda’s eyes widened as Thrasik’s tongue grazed the cusp of her ear all the way to its sharp tip.
Eggs… Inside?
“You’re going to count them. Out loud.” His snout nosed into her hair as he slowly growled the words into her ear.
She steadily nodded. Was she prepared for this? Cocks she could handle, but eggs? It made sense, he was a naga and part dragon on top of that. Both creatures laid eggs. Why hadn’t she considered this? Here she was having thought that it would be similar to her own species.
The cock in her pussy suddenly grew at its base, spreading her wide enough that it felt as though he’d shoved both cocks into the same hole.
“Oh fuck,” she keened, her eyes rolling back as the thick shape began to slide deeper into her core.
“That’s my girl. You take me so well, star shine.” She felt his teeth graze along the side of her neck before he pulled back and dragged his tongue down the nape of her neck, knocking her braids off to the side.
Each moment she tried focusing on a different feeling, the growing bulb in her pussy drew her back.
It almost felt like a heavy orb was being shoved deeper and deeper into her.
Finally hitting the midway point of his cock, Thrasik began to thrust again.
Each thrust shoving the bulb further toward her cervix.
In a sudden moment, what she could only describe as a popping motion slammed into her core.
A heavy weight nestled itself snug against her cervix, nudging enough against it that the sensation sent full body chills through her.
Thrasik shoved his cock into it, pushing it to bulge further than it was.
“Say it,” he hissed into the back of her neck.
“O-one,” Griselda moaned, unable to stop herself from quivering and clenching around him.
Her hips shook, causing her thighs to tremble. Flecks of tears dampened her eyelashes purely from the overwhelming need to come.
“Good. Continue.” His claws moved from the back of her neck up into her hair, massaging along her scalp and sending a euphoric bliss into her mind.
Before she could come back to her senses, another bulb began to spread her pussy’s entrance.
Shoving itself between her lower lips and getting thrust into her throbbing walls, this one seemed to be moving quicker.
She didn’t know how many of these eggs she’d be able to handle if just the first had her shaking like a newborn deer.
Thrasik stopped holding himself back. The folded hood along his throat began to tremble.
His grunts became desperate and his growls, possessive as they were, now made her feel like she was a piece of prey caught in his clutches.
His hand moved off her neck and down to her waist to join the other in pulling her back onto his cocks.
Before she could adjust, his maw slammed down around her throat and he clamped onto her.