She pushes softly at my chest and knees the side of my tail. “No more destroying any of my clothing you don’t plan on replacing. This stuff is already hard to come by, I might not be able to find another pair.”
“Oh. I will replace them eagerly.” I run my hands over her splayed hips and pelvis, soon moving them down between her thighs. I curve my hands and spread her further open, overwhelmed with the need to taste her rosy pink opening. “With myself.”
I dive my tongue between her legs and lick her from front to back, tasting her everything, greedy with the need to get her flavor spreading across my tongue. Her hips jerk and I clasp them, holding them still while I lift and look up at her, waiting until she opens her eyes to meet mine. “Even a naga male needs to eat.”
She slowly smiles, guffaws, and drops her head back with a laugh. “Naughty, Krellix. Who knew?”
I shake my head and, pushing my hair out of my way, lick her again, pausing to lazily tongue her clit for a straight couple of minutes. Long enough to make her purr and push her sweet sex against my face.
“Krellix, like I said last night, I will beg. Again. I’m an impatient girl,” she huffs breathlessly, coughing slightly.
“You are impatient.”
“I’m glad we both agree.”
I growl at her, baring my fangs, but I want to be buried inside her as badly as she is begging me for it. Gripping her thighs wide, I arch my prick up and against her opening. I push through the tight muscles, growling again with the exquisite effort it takes. Slowly entering her, I brace one hand against the ground next to her head while I dig the edge of my ridged knot against her slick entrance.
“Oh, yes!” She arches and grinds against me, pushing her heels into the sides of my tail. “Yes!”
I shove my knot inside her. A grunt tears from my throat, turning into a deep hiss of great satisfaction. Letting my lower body drop heavily between her legs, I spend a few minutes just enjoying her pulsing tightly around me.
Slowly beginning to release some spill, I lever up and look down at her.
She moves her hips slightly, moaning and rubbing her clit against me. For another moment, I watch her find her pleasure, mesmerized that she would do such a thing at all, and then thrilled she is using me for such a purpose. My knot throbs and releases more seed. The warm liquid heats her already hot sheathe, igniting more heady sensations along my prick.
“Oh, yessss,” I repeat her words back at her. Nothing is as satisfying as having her pinned underneath me and by my prick. Sliding my tailtip over her full breasts, I squeeze them; she clenches incredibly each time I do.
Leaning into her, I suck one of her nipples into my mouth and pull at it.
She cries out, gripping my head with her hands. I suckle harder, savoring the way her sheath strangles my most intimate and needy appendage. It answers her every clench with an eager throb. I move to her other nipple and suckle that one as well.
“Krellix!” she moans, making my knot swell even more.
Thrusting hard and fast with the abrupt need to release, I spill heavily inside her, caught in a tempest of instinct. The pleasure makes me groan out a long hiss as I go still above her.
She grabs the sides of my tail, digging her nails into me and shoves up against my body. A cry pours from her pouty lips just before I can catch it with my mouth. Silencing her with my tongue, I feel her sheath constrict around me wildly. Kissing her through her climax, I thrust hard once more, hoping to extend it.
She moans into my mouth, slowly relaxing under me, her hold on me loosening.
I, just as slowly, lower on top of her and rest my head on her shoulder.
She pants until she finds her breath and settles in the arch of my tail. Looking at how pretty she is in the sunlight, amongst the grasses and little white flowers crumpled between, I exact the moment to memory, praying I never forget a second of her satiated in my arms.
THIRTY-ONE
PICK ME, OR LOSE ME
Julia
Neither one ofus really hurries along. It almost seems wrong to do so, and the longer we linger, the more I want to. At one point, after bathing Krellix’s seed off me in the river and dressing, he suggests we hunt for some food. Three hours after that, having failed miserably at catching any prey because of my intermittent coughing, we give up.
Krellix leaves me by the side of the river to hunt something for himself. While I wait for him, I eat the last of the rations in my bag.
Afterwards, I hunker down in the thicket, wondering if this is what life would be like if we stayed together. Breathing in deeply, I try not to cough as the smell of wildflowers wafts into my nose. All around me, various little blooms grow from the ground and bushes. I bet there’s no flowers in the encampment.
A small splash sounds from the water, drawing my attention. Krellix almost comes upon me in surprise as I’m staring hard at the river, waiting to see if I hear another. But I catch his approach out of the corner of my eye before he can startle me.Water drips off him as he pushes through the bushes to the patch of grass I’m sitting on. He must have been the one to make the noise.
My gaze trails down his front, following the rivulets sliding down his skin and scales. When I reach his slit and the large bulge behind it, my eyes shoot to his face and my cheeks heat as I suddenly burn with awareness.
