Asteron

ASTERON

T he scent of my mate is driving me wild with need. It was only in the aftermath of the battle that I finally noticed how my body was reacting to her, even with the race to reach her after we'd dealt with the Habosu. All I could think about was sliding inside her, knotting her, and caressing her gorgeous ripe form.

And here is my Ginny. Stunning, naked, and trembling as I fill my belly with the milk I'm going to need in order to keep her sated until our young arrives. She is creamy, tasty, and so good I'm almost loathe to tear myself away from her globes to pay other parts the attention they deserve, but it's the arrival of another contraction which has me guiding her into the birthing stall and shedding my pants.

I slowly fist myself as I take in the delights of my mate placed in the appropriate position, her rounded stomach gently cradled, her huge tits placed in the collection cups, something I know she is going to enjoy, once we get started.

Her bottom is lifted just slightly, her legs spread comfortably, and she is ready for me, so very ready. The only thing missing is her little plug, but I can make sure she is filled until she cannot be filled any more.

My cock twitches, pre-cum streaming from the tip and splattering on the floor. Ginny looks over her shoulder, eyes half-lidded, her lips parted as she sees what I am inspecting.

"Do you need your bull's knot, little queen?" I rasp.

"Yes," she moans. "I need you, . I need you to help me."

I don't need any further excuse to slip inside her. Her pussy parts easily, already engorged, ready for me, ready for what will happen in the next few nova-hours. Our joining and bonding.

I run my hands up her back and Ginny groans as I sink deeper.

"!"

"Call out my name, my queen. Tell your king what you want, what you need," I growl, because I am balanced on a knife's edge, my explosion a hair's breadth away from overwhelming me, and I have to hold, I have to give my little mate my knot.

As I ease myself farther inside her, her soaking pussy allowing the base of my knot to breach her, my Ginny shudders beneath my touch, her back arching as the contraction pulses through her.

"," she moans.

"Good girl. You can take my knot," I croon, continuing my slow massage of her back, my hand drifting down over her little pucker.

Ginny gasps and pushes back onto me, onto my knot, swallowing nearly half of it. The feeling of her taking me is intense, and I have to think of many, many other mundane things in order not to fill my mate with cum too soon.

Her tits are running with milk, it is filling the collection cups, and my mouth waters. Her warm bounty is the best thing I've ever tasted.

There's a further gush of moisture from her and my knot eases inside fully. It feels incredible, so much better than any previous knottings as I slip free as I withdraw, and she moans about needing me again. As I push back inside, she pulses over me, and I'm able to speed up. The friction over my knot is like nothing else, hot, wet, tight, and perfection.

And we have so much longer before we bond, so much time before she births. I am being transported to the very edges of the universe as, finally unable to hold anymore, my release fills her up to the brim and my knot empties itself.

This is only the beginning, and I cannot wait until the end.