Page 116 of Bitten By the Basilisk

She panted in tiny whines that grew louder as he increased his pace, fucking both her thighs and her pussy, rubbing her inside and out.

“My mate. Made for me,” he rasped.

Her vision was blurring again. Though she couldn’t move, her legs were beginning to shake.

“You’re locked down, understand? You’re mine. For the rest of our lives. Mine.”

She was now bouncing against his pumping cocks, her head rocking on the pillow, the pleasure in her core cresting so high that she could hardly breathe.

“I can feel…how close you are,” he panted. “Come on them, baby. Come on my cocks. Get your mess all over them.”

A keening cry escaped her as ecstasy seized her in its grip, and yet she couldn’t arch her back to resist the pounding waves of heat. She could only gasp as hot slick gushed from her pussy.

Silas let out a ragged groan, slowing his thrusts but not stopping, only slamming harder into her body. “That’s it. Good girl,” he said through his teeth. “I’m gonna come, kitten. In you and on you. You’re about to take it all.”

She was panting, still riding her pleasure, legs still shaking.

A growl tore from his throat as he thrust deep. His cocks flexed, their vibration ceasing as liquid heat poured into her throbbing sex and onto her belly.

He moaned her name, grunted through another pulse, then moaned it again. More of his warm cum landed on her breast.

She managed to focus her eyes enough to watch his red-tipped upper cock spurting onto her belly, knowing its lower twin was doing the same inside her.

The thought was enough to make her want more, even as her orgasm was still receding. His venom had turned her into a bottomless receptacle for pleasure.

Once he caught his breath, Silas used his tail to retrieve a towel and transferred it to his hand to wipe his spend off her body, his touch tender but thorough. He even wiped her palm and kissed her knuckles before laying her arm back down.

When he slid his lower cock free of her body, she could only express her resurging need with a whimper, as her lips refused to form the p in please.

“Don’t worry, kitten. We’re far from done,” he said, pushing her knees back until they hung open.

She gasped as he then stroked her anus with his fingertip, massaging the puckered muscle with the slippery fluids that had leaked from her pussy.

“Male serpent-folk produce a lubricant in our slits that not only eases entry but softens tissue.”

A whimper eked from her throat. His touch felt so good. When he pressed on her anus, his fingertip slid inside with zero discomfort.

He withdrew it to gather more of his precum directly from his slit, then pushed his finger deeper into her ass, up to his second knuckle.

“Once I’ve prepared you to take my cock that was just in your cunt, the other one will get a turn with it.”

She swallowed halfway through a moan, so turned on that her core twinged. In fact, she suspected she might come again just from him fingering her ass.

He went back for more lubricant from his slit, then pushed it in with two fingers that twisted and gently scissored inside her.

“You’re hot in here, too,” he purred. “I can feel your pussy twitching. You like my big fingers stretching your asshole?”

Pleasure surged so suddenly that its swiftness made her gasp. Slick spurted from her pussy, splashing his hand and dribbling down her thighs.

He stilled with a surprised grunt, his fingers buried inside her, no doubt feeling her orgasm.

Her pussy was still pulsing when he pulled his fingers from her body.

“I need to get my cock in your ass,” he rasped, panting hard and fast. “Need them both inside you.”

Yes. I need to be full of you.

He swirled the narrow head of his lower cock against her anus, pulling back slightly on the skin of his shaft to expose the glistening tip.