Page 41 of Seafoam and Shadow


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Moaned.

Her stomach heaved before she relaxed.

Fingers hooked into claws, smoothed out. Stroked what she could reach as she coaxed him toward climax.

She took him, exactly as a bride ought.

Claws flexing against stone, he let his hips snap into her once more before his shaft grew thick and sluggish. Stretching her jaws wide as they might go, he roared. Burying himself in that slender human throat.

And he came.

Sending jet after lashing jet of seed gushing down her throat, he fed his mate. Filling her with endless, punishing pulses.

She choked.

Gurgled.

Swallowing him down in great, heaving gulps, she nursed at his prick. Instinctively. Her belly rounding out with every heated pulse.

Thrumming, he let her feast until she was bloated. Distended and full.

Enormous balls flexing, he groaned with his head thrown back when they too popped from his slit. Displayed against the gleam of his scales, flexing against her chin, he emptied himself.

It was an offer, though she didn’t know it.

A gesture between mates to expose so delicate a part of himself to a female, for if she’d been one of his kind—aVirelii—she might have been able to resist. As it was…

Her eyes rolled white as she swallowed an obscene torrent of cum, taking everything he could offer until a gurgle whistled through her nostrils.

A tiny moan vibrated up his shaft.

A fragile shudder as she shifted toward him, still hungry formore.

It was enough to make him snarl. The complete surrender? The vacant eyes?

She was perfection, his little human slut.

And so, he would not harm her. No matter the ecstasy of her clinging throat, the way her eyes had gone limpid and vacant, this was a feeding.

Unquestionably selfish,yes.

But action with purpose.

Pulling back, he pumped a rope of sticky cum across her lips as he pulled his cock free. Leaving her face smeared with a pearlescent sheen, sperm dripping from slack lips, he paused to catch his breath. Toying with her tongue, probing that soft mouth with two fingers, he admired the pretty thing he’d enslaved.

The scent of female slick heated the air with need.

Her need.

Grinning, he pulled his length back, curling it behind his slit, sealing it behind a flap of scales. He sank greedy fingers into the mess between her legs. Parting swollen folds, he filled her. Caressing the place he’d soon bury his knot.

Teasing delicate flesh, making her arch around a belly swollen with him, he felt her clench.

Helpless little human.

She spasmed in an attempt to suck him back inside. The pearl of her clit swollen and needy.

“Please,” she groaned, voice raspy with the abuse. Both hands snaking down to strum that knob of female flesh. “I… I need it. It… it hurts…please…”