Too late.
My next scream is silent. It’s too much. I’m overstimulated and unprepared, and all the lights go out.
Zeb
She falls limp in my arms. I’ve just fucked into her womb. I can’t even blame it on my current body, no, that shit was all down to me.
I mean, I know things go in there.Out of there?
In and out.
And she came like a champ… so there is that.
It feels fucking amazing. Like my cock is being crushed and loved all at once. I can’t stop fucking coming. Her belly is swollen under my palm and still my balls keep reaching for more. I mean, I thought knotting was good, but this has got to be the most compelling sexual experience of my life. Pain and bliss all wrapped up in a bow.
I’m definitely going to need to do this again.
Later… Right now, I need to pull out before she rouses. Something tells me it’s going to hurt some when I do. Better to get it done while she’s still out to it.
Only, my dick doesn’t get the memo. He just wants me to grind deeper against the soft cushion of her ass.
I’ve probably just bred her.
This thought comes out of nowhere, but it’s pure and absolute. I’ve just planted my seed right where it needs to go.
She’s pregnant.
I’ve just bred my woman
Fuck. I need to get her off this damn ship, fast.
I steel myself to pull out. Take hold of her waist and, as gently as I can, pull.
There’s a moment of panic where her pussy locks down on me before the resistance snaps and I slide all the way out. A gush of cum splatters over the nest. She moans weakly as I lower her. My eyes go from her face and her closed eyes, back to her pussy.
I swallow hard. “Keep your eyes closed,” I caution. She moans and reaches her hand down to cup her pussy.
Not having that. I pluck her hand away to reveal her poor battered pussy, utterly ruined and gushing my cum.
I may look different on the outside… But that genetic material? All mine, delivered deep, right where it needs to go, seeding her hot cunt.
She’s definitely bred.
We need a goddamned exit plan… Only my dick is still in possessive caveman mode and I’m staring at her sopping cunt fighting the urge to plug her again. My cock has lined up before I consider that this is a bad idea.
“Um, no. Don’t. Seriously. Not again.”
“You’re wasting my seed.” The fuck is wrong with me spewing this bullshit?Get a grip, Zeb.
She huffs out a breath and slaps at my thigh.
It wakes me up. I shift back. Hating myself for taking my cock away from the hot, wet place it wants to sink into.
I swipe a hand down my face. I’m shaking. She’s trembling too.
“We need to get the fuck out of here,” I mutter.
“I need a moment,” she says.
