As they sank to the floor in a tangle of limbs, Hektor covered Zara’s body with his own, pinning her down, burying his mouth in her neck. He inhaled, taking in her sweet scent before he licked at her soft skin. Her arms would around his neck, urging him to continue. His tongue flicked at the sensitive skin under her neck, causing her to moan loudly.
“Please, Hektor. I need you.”
And he needed her too. Needed to feel her.
His hand moved under her shirt, palming her breasts through her bra. She groaned into his mouth, pushing up against him, spreading her thighs to cradle his hips between hers.
It was his turn to groan as the ridge of his now-hard cock rubbed against the warmth of her thighs. He kissed her again, wanting that sweetness on his tongue as they rocked together. Her legs wrapped around his waist, tightening around him. Even as he lifted his hips, she clung to him, riding up against him. His cock ached, the sweet friction sending pleasurable signals to his brain.
“Hektor!” she called out as her body shuddered. He bit the inside of his cheek, and miraculously, he managed to hold on and not embarrass himself like a horny teen. Her orgasm though, was glorious. And he desperately wanted to give her pleasure—real pleasure—again.
“I want to feel you,” she said, her voice laced with bliss.
He wanted to show her pleasure, everything he could offer. To make her mindless. Shifting around, he rolled her to her side so they faced each other.
“I—Hektor, is that your—oh!”
His tail slid between them, slipping between her knees. Very few knew how dexterous Drakkons were with their tails, and how creative they could be. He could, for example, slide it under the hem of her shorts.
“Ohhh, Hektor.”
His tail slid up, teasing her inner thighs. The tip brushed over the front of her panties, flicking just above her mound, making her squeal in delight.
“More, Hektor. I want?—”
“Time’s up!” someone shouted, before the flaps opened.
As light flooded the interior of the tent, Hektor froze.
Drekhar, what just happened?
Chapter 7
Zara
Oh gods, what just happened?
Only the best fucking orgasm of my life, that’s what!
“Give us a minute!” Zara shouted as she quickly rolled away from Hektor.
Dear Lord, did they almost just have sex?
Oh yeah. That was definitely not a banana in his pocket.
And thattail…
She would never look at it, or Hektor for that matter, in the same way ever again.
“Zara,” Hektor began, clearing his throat. “We should?—”
“Alright, you have had your minute!” The tent flaps opened and Vyzeh walked in, a knowing smile on the female centaur’s face. “As much as I would like to give you more time, there are others waiting for their chance.”
“Er, right.” She got up. “Hektor, are you?—”
The Drakkon scrambled to his feet, then rushed out of the tent. As she followed him, they were greeted with cheers from the others.
“I take it that things went well with your Drakkon?” Vyzeh teased.
