Suddenly, I’m pulled up and tossed onto the bed. I scramble up, trying to turn over and offer my ass up to him, something inside of me begging to be filled, but he holds me still. My legs shift restlessly beneath him as he pries the key from my closed palm.
“I will take what is mine,” he says, and within seconds, my cock is free from its confines, and he falls onto it, his tongue winding around the throbbing length, pulling my first orgasm from me within seconds.
But it’s not enough. My hole is empty. It aches.
“Rath,” I moan as I thread my fingers through his hair and tug, but I’m too far down his throat, his esophagus closing around me like a vise as my next orgasm barrels through me.
“Rath!” I shout, but he doesn’t let up, just continues to suck until I’m nearly crying, the need for more almost painful.
“Please!” I sob, and he must hear the desperation in my voice because he pulls off me for a moment, his chin wet with my cum. I can barely breathe from the strength of my orgasms, but it’s not enough.
I need something else. Something more.
“What is it?” he asks, his voice hoarse, his eyes slightly unfocused.
“I’m so empty…” I whine.
He reaches between my legs and rolls my hard balls in his hands.
“They are full.”
“No. No, I…oh fuck, I think I took the wrong herb. I spilled them…”
His fingers tighten around my sac, and I groan as another orgasm spills from my tip. He stares at the cum lining my stomach, and his tongue falls from his mouth, lapping at it as I shudder and shake.
“My hole… My ass…”
He pulls back slightly, and then his eyes move to the small wooden box that I spilled earlier.
“Oh, my Everest, what did you do?”
“I…oh fuck. I took an herb that wasn’t the same as the others. I didn’t have time to think and now…oh god…”
His hum grows lower, and I feel his body vibrate with something I can’t put my finger on.
“You took the mating herb. It is what the females take to open themselves up for breeding.”
I thought he wasn’t chosen for breeding. Why does he have this herb? What the fuck is going on?
“It is given to everyone whether or not they’re chosen to breed.”
He’s reading my mind again.
“Oh god. Is that why…is that why I feel so empty?”
He leans back a little further and presses my knees into my chest, staring at my hole flexing around nothing.
“Yes. Your body wants to be bred.”
“Do it. I can’t fucking stand feeling empty like this.”
His ears flicker, and he shakes his head. “We do not know if it is safe. I do not want you hurt, my Everest.”
I groan as he falls onto me once more, his mouth sucking another orgasm out of me. Only this time, I feel something nudge at my entrance, something thick and bulbous. Not his cock.
His tail.
I gasp as it enters me, filling me, making me moan as it presses against my prostate. And then I’m coming again, my eyes rolling into the back of my head, the pleasure of being taken like this so immense that I nearly cry.
