Ch212: Midnight Tryst ♥♥
Blowjob, Messy/Sloppy Blowjob, Cock/Ball Worship, Quiet/Stealth/Relaxed Sex, Missionary, Leglock.
Blissful tingles spread throughout the barbarian’s slumbering body. “Mnnh...” She stirs, but doesn’t yet wake.
Pleasant dreams drift through that Drakling’s resting mind. Images... memories... of her girls flow together, shifting from one sweet and beautiful scene to the next.
Adeline’s round face flushes a rich and rosy hue, the corners of her little lips twitching upwards into a timid smile. The adorable Halfling’s heart beats faster and faster, her trembling fingers squeezing so tight around her Draconic lover’s much larger digits, that comparatively giant hand holding onto her own. Soft, squeaking sounds are drawn from the girl as she anxiously shifts her weight from one cute bunny paw foot to the other, wondrously wide hips swinging and swaying as she does so...
Thea cuddles as close as she can to Krvavy’s side, ignoring the rest of this newly finished couch to cling onto the Drakling that she has agreed to marry. A beautiful blush colours that brat’s cheeks, burning ever brighter as she slowly trails a hand down Krvavy’s chest, dainty fingers descending through a valley resting between two snowy peaks and tracing their way across an expansive stretch of muscled abs, just barely brushing against the base of a certain stiffening shaft...
Beryl’s long and pointed ears wiggle with boundless joy, that teasing tomboy smiling so warmly... so lovingly... as she climbs into Krvavy’s lap. Her dexterous fingers drop from the horns that she used as handles, finding purchase on some black-scaled shoulders as comes to straddle this Drakling’s dick, sweet juices freely flowing down the insides of her tanned and toned thighs. Beams of bright sunlight shine through the canopy above, her caramel skin glowing with life as she leans in for a kiss...
Inanna’s truly titanic tits engulf the entirety of Krvavy’s cock, sheathing it from base to tip. Slowly but steadily, those bountiful breasts of hers bounce up and down, spreading slick pre throughout the vast canyon of her cleavage. A subtle, knowing smile plays at this Dwarf’s dark-grey lips as her massive mountains massage her barbaric lover’s length, smothering that oversized shaft within her warm embrace...
Khalia’s plump lips part –
“Mnnh~...” A soft moan rumbles from deep within the Drakling’s chest, faint tingles of pleasure rolling through her lethargic body, only just intense enough to cut her dreams short. Her emerald eyes find themselves fluttering open as those hazy scenes fade from her mind. “Hhhh~...” She slowly sighs, staring blankly at the ceiling hanging high above her head, its vaulted arches barely illuminated by the dying light of the flickering fireplace.
A wet warmth slides along the sensitive underside of her swollen shaft, climbing up from her heavy sack and steadily making its way towards her twitching, turgid tip.
Krvavy musters what little energy she has, pressing her elbows into the soft moss that makes up the mattress of this excessively expansive bed. “Nnhh~...” With a grunted moan, she tiredly lifts her torso, pushing herself into a vaguely upright position.
Slowly, she swivels her head from side to side, her sleepy and sluggish mind sifting through the murky gloom as she instinctively searches for her girls. And, one by one, she finds them.
Beryl is lying nearby, that lithe and willowy Wood Elf sprawled across this mossy bed of theirs, loosely hugging the Drakling’s trail as its tip rests atop her trim and toned tummy. Adeline is a bit further away, that bottom-heavy blonde embracing her very big bunny plushy, ample ass raised up as she all but sleeps atop that cuddly thing. Inanna is in between those two, pressing her massive tits into Thea’s back as she hugs that brat from behind, her short but strong arms wrapped around the noble girl’s waist. Khalia is...
Khalia is lying alongside the barbarian’s legs, completely frozen and unmoving. Even that shaggy tail of hers is still. Deep shadows obscure her expression, that darkness broken only by a pair of wide amber-gold eyes... which almost seem to glow in what little dim light reaches this far into their bed.
“What... are you doing...?” The Drakling weakly whispers, stifling a yawn.
The Were-Beast flinches, those words enough to make it obvious that she has been spotted. “Errgh... Mate...” Khalia quickly turns her head to the side, sounding uncharacteristically timid as she struggles to find her words, the faint silhouettes of her fluffy ears twitching and flicking with embarrassed guilt. After a few long seconds, she seems to just give up, shoulders slumping in shame.
Krvavy blinks again, banishing the last bit of bleary blurriness lingering in her eyes. Her sleepy, unimpressed gaze drops down to her hardening cock. The flickering firelight far across the room is just bright enough to make her saliva-slickened shaft glisten.
“Wwnnnhhh...” Khalia quietly whines, shrinking into herself.
A long, slow sigh passes through the Drakling’s pale lips. “Hahhhh...” Krvavy may not be entirely awake yet, but enough of her mind is conscious to see what is happening. This precious puppy of hers must have gotten a bit worked up due to their hunt, but bringing that boar carcass back home left them both too tired to properly deal with those urges. And so, the needy Greenskin must have woken up and decided to stealthily sate her lusts, rather than wait until morning.
Which isn’t something that should be encouraged or rewarded. But... the barbarian has already been roused from her slumber. It won’t be easy for her to just go back to sleep...
“Wnnnh...” The Were-Beast continues to make sad whining sounds, her head hanging so low that it is nearly resting on the mossy mattress of their bed. “Wnhhh...” Her fluffy ears droop down as she awaits the scolding that she deserves. “Whhhnnh...”
Beryl stirs as the Drakling’s tail slips from her grasp. “Mnh...” That lithe Elf pulls her arms close to her slim chest, curling up and rolling onto her side in the same sluggish motion.
Krvavy fully pushes herself up, pulling her legs in and sitting on her ankles as she looms over her naughty puppy. She gently grabs the Were-Beast’s chin, lifting that Greenskin’s gaze. “Shh...” Her colossal cock throbs as it comes to rest atop Khalia’s face.
That horny hyena’s dejected mood disappears in an instant. Her shaggy tail jumps to life, swishing back and forth as she eagerly and excitedly drags herself forward, bare breasts pressing into the Drakling’s knees. The firelight gleams in her amber-gold eyes as she wastes not a second more and opens her mouth, wide tongue pressing into the underside of her Mate’s Draconic dick... followed by her four little tusks. “Nghhhmhrrnhh~...!” Heavy, panted breaths pass through her parted and plump lips, growing increasingly ragged and needy.
“Quiet.” Krvavy coolly orders, her voice barely even a whisper. “We’ll stop if any of the others so much as look like they’re going to wake up... Understand?”
Khalia quickly nods, nuzzling into the underside of that oversized shaft.
The barbarian brushes a strand of messy black-brown hair away from her precious puppy’s face. “Good.”
“Mnnhhhgh~...!” The Were-Beast’s whole body quivers with anticipation as she begins to lap and lick along her Mate’s length, struggling to keep her pace slow and steady, lest she lose herself to the excitement threatening to overwhelm her. “Hghhhrrhnhh~...!” That wide tongue of hers tenderly trails up the Drakling’s dick, slathering that increasingly swollen shaft with as much of her slick, slobbering saliva as possible. Not even a speck of skin is left dry and unloved.
Soft, sloppy noises soon fill the quiet night air, the quiet sounds of a cock being worshipped audible across this big bed.
Khalia’s paw-like hands slowly, reverently, rub up and down the Drakling’s toned thighs, padded fingers touching the taut muscles hidden beneath black scales and pale white skin. “Hehhhehehh~...!” She very quietly cackles, amber-gold eyes hazy and half-lidded as she buries her nose into a heavy and hefty sack, her four toothy tusks gently pressing into one of the virile orbs within as she gives it a nuzzling, nibbling kiss.
The Drakling delicately rests a hand atop her horny hyena’s head. Strong, black-scaled fingers glide through strands of messy black-brown hair, affectionately patting and petting this precious puppy.
“Hhhehhehehh~...!” The Were-Beast’s shaggy tail swishes back and forth behind her wiggling butt, its happy wagging visible even in the dim light. Her licking, lapping tongue returns to the cock towering above her, starting at its base and working her way up again.
Gravity helps to guide Krvavy’s hand down, her caressing touch brushing over the short fuzz that covers the side of Khalia’s head, before she reaches her target.
The one amber-gold eye that can be seen past this Drakling’s dick rolls backwards. “Hhhnnnghhh~...!”
A smug grin fills Krvavy’s face as she massages her puppy’s wonderfully fluffy ear. “Shhh~...” The tips of fingers move in smooth circling patterns as they slowly trail along its twitching length. Some of the beige-brown furs covering Khalia’s animalistic ears are a little on the bristly side, but even then they are remarkably soft. Especially when compared to the rest of this Were-Beast’s shaggy hair.
“Hhaaahhhhh~...” Khalia shudders and heavily exhales, losing her strength alongside that lungful of air. Her plump lips and pointy little tusks, so close to Krvavy’s swollen cockhead, begin to work their way back down her Draconic Mate’s dick, drawn towards the hefty sack resting beneath it. “Hhnnhhh~...!” A single deep breath is enough to make whole body quivers in bliss, her heightened senses assailed by her Mate’s virile scent.
The barbarian bites her bottom lip, little bolts of bliss arcing through her very being as sloppy, loving kisses are plastered across her heavy balls. Her fingers gently roll over the very tip of her puppy’s bestial ear.
“Hmmnnnghhh~...” The Were-Beast’s muffled moan reverberates throughout Krvavy’s body. Her strong, paw-like hands grip tight onto the Drakling’s thighs, clawed fingers finding purchase in the shallow grooves between black scales.
Krvavy’s caressing strokes leisurely follow the curve of her green-skinned girl’s ear, slowly trailing down through soft and fuzzy fur.
“Mhhhn~... Mhhghnnn~...” Wet kiss after wet kiss is lavished upon Krvavy’s sack as this wonderful Were-Beast worships the virile orbs within. “Haaahhhhh~...!” Khalia shudders and gasps, eagerly nuzzling into her Mate’s hand as soon as it brushes along her jaw. A faint quivering shiver runs down her spine, the shaggy mane that covers it standing on end.
The Drakling cups her precious puppy’s chin, gently raising Khalia’s head back up. Hot and excited breaths caress the length of her cock. Her thumb brushes over those pointy little tusks and pleasantly plump lips. That simple bit of contact draws a moan from her horny hyena. They both know what is coming next.
Khalia eagerly opens her mouth, trembling in lewd joy as her Mate’s swollen cockhead hovers right in front of her face. Those four tusks, two of Orcish origin and two from her transformation into a Were-Beast, press into the sensitive spot just beneath that turgid tip.
Krvavy’s heart flutters. The amber-gold eyes of this precious puppy of hers gleam in the dark, gazing up at her with unrestrained devotion.
A lewd and loving kiss is left at the very tip of the Drakling’s dick, before it is engulfed in wet warmth.
Khalia’s carnivorous teeth were never particularly unpleasant. They have always provided some rather unique sensations. A thrill that only she can offer. Khalia’s mouth is a deathtrap made to tear out throats and crush bones. She always had to be careful not to let her sharp fangs and pointy tusks draw even a drop blood.
Now though... Now those teeth are nothing but a treat. Krvavy’s base armour is high enough that she can enjoy the feeling of those carnivorous chompers gliding across her sensitive skin without even the slightest of worries.
“Ghhn~!” Khalia’s plump lips press forward, cresting over Krvavy’s flared cockhead. That sizable swollen tip pops into her hungry mouth. Her amber-gold eyes, hazy and half-lidded as they are, gaze straight up at her Mate.
The Drakling quietly exhales. A steady, trickling stream of ecstasy courses through her, tingling in the best of ways.
The Were-Beast advances bit by bit, moving onward at an uncharacteristically slow pace. She seems to have taken her Mate’s warning to heart, restraining her boundless enthusiasm as to not even risk waking the others up. She doesn’t want their fun to end so soon.
Another wet pop echoes through the night air as the very first ridge lining this rather large rod slips into that hungry hyena’s mouth.
“Ghhhk~!” Khalia shudders as the girthy cockhead that she loves so much begins to press into her throat. Slick saliva steadily drips past the imperfect seal of her lips, adding to the sloppy mess already covering the rest of the sizable shaft. Which, if she has her way, will soon be fully engulfed.
Krvavy’s fingers dance up along the harsh curve of her Khalia’s stretched jaw. The wonderfully fluffy ear flicks and twitches as she brushes past it. Her palm gently presses into the side of that Were-Beast’s head as she loosely grabs a handful of black-brown hair.
The horny hyena trembles as she is guided further down, taking the Drakling’s dick deeper and deeper.
An almost crushing pressure surrounds the tip of Krvavy’s cock. Each choked gasp and hungry swallow sends jolts of pleasure through her length, those constricting convulsions pulling in more and more of that colossal cock.
Khalia shudders and shakes with increasing intensity as her throat is treated as nothing but a cocksleeve for her Mate. She pushes back her body’s need for air and focuses entirely on licking and sucking, on clenching and squeezing. On pleasuring the sizable shaft that is, in this moment, her whole world.
Teeth and tusks graze against the ridged rod as this Were-Beast forces the second ridge into her mouth. A lewd trembling quake echoes through her buff body.
The pressure around Krvavy’s turgid tip grows more intense as it penetrates deeper into the Were-Beast’s throat. What was already rather tight becomes utterly cramped. Khalia’s entire airway is soon blocked off, her throat refusing to stretch any further.
The Drakling’s scaled fingers curl close together, firmly grasping onto a fistful of black-brown hair and using that handle to hold Khalia’s head still, halting the cock-hungry hyena’s advance. Her grip is strong enough that she even begins to pull the puppy back, though that is a struggle which is fought every step of the way.
Krvavy’s other hand brushes over the Were-Beast’s tense shoulder, trailing over coarse beige-brown fur and smooth green skin... before making an admittedly expected discovery.
Khalia is wearing her collar.
The thick band of leather is pulled tight to her neck, barely leaving room for even a single finger between it and her flushed skin. Without her throat bulged out like this. As is...
“Tsk.” Krvavy clicks her tongue.
Bit by bit the horny hyena’s head is forced back. “Ghhhk~...!” Khalia chokes and gags as she resists to the best of her abilities. But there is little she can actually do in her mildly asphyxiated state, not without the risk of bringing harm to her Mate. And that is something which she would never even consider.
That stiff and sensitive shaft, slick with slobbery saliva, slowly pulls past those perfectly plump lips. Sharp teeth and pointy tusks graze across pale skin, failing to find purchase on even the semi-rigid ridges as they pop free, one by one.
“Ghhhhhn~...” Khalia sharply sucks in some air, shuddering in desperate need. “Ghnhhhahhh~...” Her wide tongue frantically licks at the retreating cockhead... as if trying to coax it back in. “Ghhaahhh~...” But it too leaves the warmth of her mouth.
The Drakling’s dick throbs, bobbing up and down right in front of this horny hyena’s face. As if it is teasing her...
“Rghhrrh–hhn!?” Khalia’s mildly resentful growl quickly shifts into a surprised gasp as her Mate’s strong hands grab her beneath the arms. Her shaggy tail thwicks back and forth excitedly as she is lifted upright. “Hhhh~!” The air is driven from her lungs as she is flipped over and roughly tossed down onto the bed, her back thumping into that softly padded moss mattress.
The Were-Beast quivers with joy, wasting not a second as she quickly tilts her head back and opens her mouth. Her wet, wide tongue lolls past her plump lips, curved into a short ‘U’ by the presence of her tusks. “Eehehh~...!” Eager, excited sounds rumble free from her willing mouth, waiting (im)patiently for her Mate to shove that colossal cock back past her lips and truly begin fucking her throat.
But that doesn’t happen.
“Rgh?” Khalia grunts, completely confused by the lack of action. Her elbows dig into the mossy bed beneath her. But before she can push herself back up... A strong hand presses into the center of Khalia’s chest, keeping her from rising.
“Shh...” Krvavy shushes her precious puppy. “Shhhhh...” That soft, whispered sound whistles past her pale lips as she calmly and casually nudges the Greenskin’s thighs apart.
Khalia’s amber-gold eyes go wide, her toothy grin glinting in the faint firelight.
Thnp...!
A quiet, meaty whack can just about be heard, the Drakling’s dick dropping into place atop her Were-Beast’s wild black-brown bush. Slowly, ever so slowly, that colossal cock pulls back. The considerable weight of that Draconic dickhead grinds against Khalia’s clit, before slipping past that last bit of resistance... falling just far enough to perfectly line up with a certain cock-hungry hole.
The Greenskin grits her teeth, resisting the near-overwhelming urge to howl as loud and as happily as she possibly can.
Krvavy’s carnivorous teeth catch her bottom lip. “Hahh~...” Her hips roll forwards, sinking her swollen cockhead into the sweltering embrace of this soaked and sopping slit, those lewd lower lips spreading around her girth. Leisurely and lazily, this Drakling thrusts into her precious puppy’s pussy, delving just a little deeper each time... her pace almost tortuously slow. But that can’t be helped. Not with how tightly this cunt is clenching around her cock, as if trying to completely crush it.
“Hhhmmmhh~...!” Khalia presses her paw-like hands down over her whining mouth, struggling keep herself quiet. Her toned thighs wrap around her Mate’s waist, digitigrade ankles locking together above the Drakling’s thick and meaty tail. “Mmnhh~...!”
A pair of black-scaled hands sink into the moss bedding on either side of that Were-Beast’s head.
“Nnnnhhh~...!” This horny hyena’s bestial legs squeeze around her Draconic Mate’s body, pulling tight with all the strength she can muster. “Hhhnhhhh~...!” Impatience oozes from each muffled sound that she makes. This puppy wants nothing more than for her Mate to pound her pussy and batter against the entrance to her womb, but Krvavy is moving so slowly...! So carefully...! So tenderly...!
A wonderful wet warmth engulfs more and more of Krvavy’s cock as she gradually penetrates deeper and deeper into her Khalia’s sopping slit. Soft squelching sounds accompany the Were-Beast’s constant whining, echoing throughout the otherwise silent bedroom.
“Nmmmnnnnnh~...!” Clawed, pawed feet bump into the barbarian’s back. Furred fingers clench and tense, clenching tightly onto green-skinned cheeks.
Love and lust alike fill the Drakling’s gaze, her emerald eyes peering down at this precious and impatient puppy that she is looming above. Even in the dim light... what she sees is undoubtedly and undeniably a beautiful sight.
Khalia looks so... so vulnerable. This wild Were-Beast of a woman is usually confident, brazen, and aggressive. She usually takes what she wants, one way or another. But right now she is utterly powerless. All she can do is try to keep quiet, and even that might be too much for her.
“Mnnnghhhhn~...!” Fluffy ears twitch and flick, anger and arousal obvious in those cute little motions.
Each tortuously slow and agonizingly gentle thrust sends a jolt of pleasure through the bodies of both barbarian and Were-Beast. Khalia’s tight and constricting love tunnel clings onto Krvavy’s cock as best it can, clenching down onto the stiff shaft in a needy and lewd massage. The strong muscles in her bestial legs tense and twitch as she leverages her greater strength, doing what she can to prevent her Mate from pulling back while also trying to add more force to each thrust.
A pair of great green-skinned breasts, pressed together by Khalia’s fur-covered arms, jiggle and roll as their locked bodies softly bump together. The green-brown nipples crowning each firm mound stand tall and proud, those big and puffy areola jiggling so alluringly as they slowly dance in circles.
Seeing that, even in the near complete darkness, makes Krvavy want to stop what she is doing and bury her face in those titillating tits. To wrap her lips around those delectable nipples. To suckle and nibble on them. As if they were the finest of desserts...
Maybe... maybe Krvavy can do that later? Once she is done slowly fucking her precious puppy? That would be a wonderful way to fall back asleep...
“Mnghhhghhnnnh~!” Khalia growls and groans behind her muffling hands. An almost frenzied gleam fills her slightly reflective amber-gold eyes. Her patience is running thin. That she has held herself back for this long is a miracle in and of itself. So making her wait even longer...
“Tsk.” The barbarian quietly clicks her tongue, loose locks of her crimson hair hanging into her field of view as she slowly shakes her head.
Which is a gesture that her hyena doesn’t appreciate.
But, before Khalia can even think about doing anything... Krvavy makes her move.
“Hnnnghhhmhhhmhhnhhghhhn~!” The Were-Beast quivers and shudders and shakes, eyes rolling back in her head as the Drakling’s dick slams into the entrance to her womb in one strong stroke.
Krvavy’s big pale tits squish down into her precious puppy’s larger and rounder pair. Her forearms press into the soft moss bedding on either side of Khalia’s head, holding her steady as she all but lays atop the Were-Beast’s strong body.
“Hmmghhnnnhhh~!” The green-skinned woman’s muffled moaning grows louder as Krvavy’s cock begins to piston into her depths. “Hnghhhm~!” The swollen end of that sizable shaft beats and batters against her womb. “Hmghhh~!” Again. “Hnnnghmh~!” And “Hmmgh~!” Again. “Hmnnnhhn~!” Without. “Hghhhhnmhh~!” Reprieve.
Wet slapping sounds echo throughout their expansive bed, not loud but not quite quiet either.
“Haahhh~...!” The barbarian blissfully sighs. Waves of euphoria are sent rolling across her body with each forceful thrust. A part of her knows that she should probably slow down a little, as to not risk waking her other girl’s, but...
“Ghhhhnh~!” Khalia’s cock-hungry hole constricts around her Mate’s ridged rod. Slick juices squirt from her stuffed slit as ecstasy overwhelms her needy mind. The Were-Beast’s pinned body convulses beneath the barbarian, caressing and massaging the stiff shaft speared inside of her.
A haze of lust clouds Krvavy’s mind. Any thought of easing up even a little is immediately discarded. Only a sliver of rationality remains, keeping her from fully letting loose and going all out.
“Mnhh~...! Hhaaa~...!” The Drakling’s inhuman tongue slips past her pale lips. Slithering and sliding, its tapered tip pokes at her precious puppy’s paw-like hands, trying to find a way past the impenetrable barrier they form.
“GhnNnn~!” Khalia grits her teeth in a groaned snarl. Her plump lips are free for only a moment as she grasps at her Mate’s horns and mashes their mouths together in a frenzied kiss. “Mhhmgh~!”
The wild woman’s four pointy tusks graze against and dig into Krvavy’s plain lips. Their saliva mixes together as their tongues – one long and ribbed, the other wide and thin – dance together without a care in the world.
The sloppy sounds of their lovemaking, their frantic rutting, grow louder as each second passes by.
Another bolt of bliss burns through the barbarian’s being.
Khalia quivers and so intensely shudders, her orgasms blending together into one endless stream of ecstasy. Her trembling love tunnel tightens to an almost painful degree, constricting and convulsing in wild undulating patterns, as if trying desperately to milk her Mate’s cock of its cum. The entrance to her womb kisses at that ridged rod’s turgid tip, trying to suck its seed inside.
Krvavy’s hefty sack slaps into a firm and toned ass with each increasingly uncontrolled thrust, even as it clenches close to her crotch.
“Hnhgh?!” A shocked gasp escapes past Khalia’s suddenly unoccupied lips, that Greenskin caught completely off guard by that abrupt end to her aggressive kiss... a long, slithering tongue slipping free from her throat and her mouth.
Without warning, the barbarian pulls back from her precious puppy’s embrace, doing what should be impossible and breaking free from the previously inescapable leglock. Her stiff, swollen shaft furiously throbs as the cool night air caresses across the entirety of its slick length, that ridged rod protesting against its own freedom.
“Hhhnh~!” The Were-Beast can hardly make a noise before strong, black-scaled fingers clamp down around her leather collar, hefting her up by the neck. That rough handling only serves to heighten her pleasure, amber-gold eyes rolling back into her head. “Hghaaahh~!” That wide tongue lolls out once more, ready and waiting for the treat that is to come. Even with her lust-addled mind having been – and currently still being – melted by euphoric bliss... this horny hyena knows what is expected of her.
The first rope of cum shoots from the Drakling’s dick just as her turgid cockhead forces itself past Khalia’s plump lips.
“Mghhkhn~!” The Greenskin gags, choking just a bit as her mouth is almost immediately filled with thick, sticky seed and a pulsing pillar of flesh. “Ghhnghmhh~!” She shudders in utter ecstasy, hungrily gulping down her Mate’s virile load.
White static burns at the edges of Krvavy’s mind, rushing in at the edges of her perception. She gazes down at this precious puppy of hers, emerald eyes piercing through the dim darkness, peering past her long and writhing tongue. The most degenerate and joyful expression that she has ever seen is plastered onto Khalia’s flushed face. Her own expression must mirror that...
Pleasure wracks the barbarian’s body. Her oversized cock throbs as she carelessly presses more and more of it into the cocksleeve that is her precious puppy’s mouth.
Khalia swallows around and sucks on that stiff shaft as if her life depended on it.
A wet heat so thoroughly surrounds Krvavy’s cock. Tight and slick. Swelteringly hot. A third spurt of creamy cum is deposited straight down the throat trembling and tensing around her length. An even tighter band of constricting pressure squeezes down on Krvavy’s throbbing cockhead, travelling along her length as she forces her Draconic dick even further forward. The fourth spurt struggles to shoot from her shaft, squeezed so tight as it is...
“Ghhhhnhk~...!” Tears stream down Khalia’s cheeks, her eyes rolled back yet still so full of love and joy and eager excitement, even as her face turns a shade more closely resembling purple. “Kghhh~...!”
The final rope of thick and sticky seed shoots through the Drakling’s dick just as Khalia’s nose presses into her pelvis, those four little tusks digging into the base of her colossal cock. An imperfect ring of sharp teeth all but surrounds this swollen shaft of hers.
Krvavy holds that position for a few long seconds, gradually pulling back as she comes to her senses.
Ridge after ridge pops past this lewd puppy’s plump lips, pulling free generous dollops of drool. “Ghaaahhhhn~...!” Khalia shudders and gasps for air, her hands weakly pawing at the barbarian’s thighs as she sticks out her wide tongue and mindlessly begs for more, wanting to suffocate even more on her Mate’s thick fuckstick.
Ever generous, the Drakling takes pity on her precious puppy and lets the Were-Beast lovingly lick at her sloppy shaft. Lewd juices, slick saliva, and the last dribbling drops of cum are all lapped up with an equal amount of reverent enthusiasm.
By some miracle, not a single one of Krvavy’s other girl’s seem to have woken up. They hardly seem to have even stirred...
Exhaustion pulls at the barbarian’s body and mind. Both she and this horny hyena of hers have had a long day. What little stamina she had left after that grand hunt has now been spent, her muscles growing heavy and weak.
“Nnnh...” Khalia whines rather weakly as her Mate’s slowly but steadily softening shaft is pulled beyond her reach. But any complaints that she may have had are quickly forgotten as the Drakling’s strong arms wrap around her waist, pulling her back down onto the soft moss bedding.
Krvavy buries her face into her Were-Beast’s bosom, closing her eyes and letting that happy heartbeat lull her back to sleep.