There was no way to describe or even comprehend the feeling. As Zain entered her, she felt completeness, a feeling of rightness that she had never felt before. A new pleasure, a new desire, a new ache, was building up inside her, and unlike the other climaxes that had racked her, this one was a slow-building, slow-burning fire. It moved as sensually and slowly as the warrior king’s enormous cock, making her shudder with each stroke. He was so deep inside of her, and her body so stretched and full, that she thought she might burst. Instead, she shook with pleasure. She was no longer herself, no longer capable of reason.
This went on for a long time, and the caresses and kisses of the surrounding males faded away as if they were not even there. Zain lay down on her body, and pulled her up in his arms, pressing her fiercely close to him. “I am going to mate with you, little Atrix,” he growled.
But Lana had not the time to consider what this might mean beyond that she would be filled with his seed like all the others, because he thrust so deeply inside of her that she cried out, and his body went stiff on top of her, all his muscles hard as stone.
Inside her, she felt the pulsing of his cock, and then it seemed to be enlarging, almost as if a ball had been placed inside of her with his cock. “What is...?” she whispered breathlessly, but was unable to finish her sentence, because the rolling whatever-it-was rolled over a part of her that was sublimely sensitive, and she could hear herself screaming in pleasure as though from a very great distance. Her ears rang violently, her legs shook and spasmed, and the great spherical bulge stopped where it was inside of her.
She was dimly aware of her pussy spasming around the cock inside of her, and whatever had been placed there in addition to the enormous member. But her mind had gone floating away to some other place. She was not herself, and all she was in that moment was her body, her need, her pleasure, rising to a peak over and over again, shaking her so violently with orgasm after orgasm she was sure she would just melt away into a puddle and die.
A long time passed, and Zain barely moved. Then he rolled to the side and draped her leg over his, hands running along her wet flesh as his lips swallowed her cries. The other hands had left her, but whether they had done so mere minutes before or hours, she couldn’t say. The room was dark, Zain was still inside of her, and her body was still jerking its way through orgasm after orgasm. She was unable to stop herself, and yet she was so exhausted, she could only lie there.
After a long while Zain rolled on top of her again, leaned his head back, and shouted loudly. Inside of her, the ball seemed to disappear, or explode, and very hot liquid filled her pussy, deep inside of her body, while Zain covered her with his own.
She fell asleep with him inside of her, still pulsing, unable to withstand any more pleasure than she had already felt.
* * *
She woke when the weighton the bed shifted, to see Zain rising to her right. The contours of his body were as magnificent from behind as they were from the front. The red markings on his skin were still bright, though not as bright as they had been as he had taken her and filled her...
He turned toward her, seemingly aware that she was awake. She was too tired to move her limbs, but when he looked at her, she blushed and dropped her eyes. Her pussy was pleasantly sore, her bottom still stung from his spanking, and she felt as though she couldn’t walk. But more humiliating than any of that, shelikedthe feeling. She was getting wet thinking about what had happened to her.
She felt something akin to hunger inside of her. It was a desire, as powerful as an itch or thirst, that made her want to reach out and touch Zain. She looked to his face fearfully as her hand moved toward his thigh, to the red marking that sprawled down his leg.
He was hot to the touch, and his red skin glowed. Lana felt the cool fingers of fear in her chest, closing around her heart, but Zain surprised her by looking down at her with...
...a tender smile?
He climbed onto the bed on his knees and took her hand in his, bringing her fingers to his lips. “There will be plenty of time for that, little Atrix. You are mine now.”
Lana’s eyes opened and closed slowly, in blankness.
Zain seemed to recognize her confusion. He placed a palm against hers. “I have bred you with my seed,” he declared. “You are mine now.”
Lana’s mouth fell open. “What? How do you... how do you know?”
Zain slid a finger down her body, pulling a sheet that she had been covered with down to expose her bare body. His finger brushed over her clit, which made her spasm, and a heat grow inside of her unexpectedly.
“What do you mean?” he asked, bemused.
Lana’s lips trembled. She could barely organize her thoughts, which were trapped thinking of Zain’s touch as it traveled up and down her torso.
“I just mean... there were so many... and... how do you...?”
Her voice trailed off. It occurred to her, midsentence, that she didn’t much care. Zain’s touch had a hypnotic effect on her, and she felt like she was sinking into a nice, calm waking dream.
“Aha,” Zain said slowly. “I recall that your... human males... do not undergo the same physiological effects that Galleons do when mating. You do not even mate for life, as we do.”
Lana’s eyes, which had been slowly closing as Zain stroked her, flew open. “For life...?”
“Galleon males mate for life with the female they seed,” he explained, as if she were some kind of child.
“But... all of you...”
Zain leaned down and kissed her on the forehead. “That is not seeding, my mate. Galleon males may take pleasure from females and females may take pleasure from males, but unless the second...” He looked skyward, as though searching for a word, but Lana already knew what he meant to say: the second ‘something’ that had occurred when it had seemed that a ball had been inside of her, moving along his cock.
She said, “I see,” because he looked as if he would never find the word.
“There is no word in Anglais for this,” Zain said. “It is not a human...”
