Jenna

JENNA

A zul strokes his two cocks in one hand, and they gradually intertwine. I don’t know what’s happening to me, other than the pleasure coursing through my veins and something else flowing out of me in quantities which can’t possibly be real. I’m desperate to take him, all of him, despite the size of his cocks and what he calls his “knot.”

“Won’t it hurt?” I stare at the spikes.

“Touch me, little one.” He takes my hand and places it on his knot. I gasp.

The spines are soft, the ends gently suckering on my skin.

“I am all pleasure, my goddess, all yours.” He moans as I run my fingers through the spine/suckers. “And I need is to be inside you.”

He shifts his coils until he’s wrapped himself around me, nudging my legs apart until I’m riding him, his intertwined cocks, now as one, breaching me with a tremendous stretch.

I groan out loud as the spiral cocks slide into me. With each gentle thrust, he goes deeper, and the feel of the members is something else, something entirely different and intensely pleasurable.

“, my goddess,” Azul whispers as he circles inside me, giving me a brief respite from the enormity of his cocks.

His hood is raised once again, and his fangs gleam in the light. My body gushes yet more moisture, and he seats himself with comparative ease.

“What are you doing to me?” I moan into his ear, because at this point it’s all I can do to hang on.

“My venom is making it easier for you to take all of me, including my seed.”

“Venom?”

“When the time is right, little sunray, I will claim you entirely with my bite, but for now, my taste is my venom,” Azul croons into my ear.

The idea of being bitten at once sends my body into pulses and at the same time a shiver down my spine. Azul withdraws, thrusts up inside me, and all my concerns disappear. His cocks hit all the right places, and I’m orgasming again, clamping down hard.

“, , .” Azul chants my name as if it’s a prayer, his coils undulating, pressing upwards, harder and harder. “Your sweet cunt is everything I’ve ever wanted.” He moans. “Tight, wet, ready to take all of me, even my knot.”

I’m in the stars, soaring high up on a wave of pure, pure pleasure as Azul’s coils shift again.

“Are you ready to take all of me?” he whispers in my ear. “Say you’ll take my knot, little sunray.”

“Give me your knot,” I gasp, and he withdraws slowly, teasingly, with a satisfied smile on his face.

“I need to hear you beg louder, little mate,” Azul says, eyes glittering with badness.

I grip his scales, his coils harder with my thighs, desperate, needy but not willing to beg him.

Only I want him. I want him in me more than I’ve ever wanted any male, any human, anyone. My body is bereft without him. It craves more and more.

It craves Azul.

“I want your knot, Azul! Give it to me!” I demand.

He chuckles, deep, rich, wicked, and slams back into me. My body bucks, taking on a life of its own which isn’t controlled by my head anymore. I’m quaking as there is suction and the knot eases its way inside me, expanding me to the point of pain and only just beyond.

“Easy, little sunray,” Azul croons in my ear. “Just take me. Listen to your body, to what it wants, to what it needs.”

The pain increases for a brief second until, with a flood of moisture, pleasure, and groans from both of us, his knot slips inside, the little suckers attaching to my channel and sending me spiraling, my pussy pulsing, my orgasm crashing around me.

“!” Azul roars as he comes too, hot cum firing into my hot, wet pussy, and I can’t get enough of it.

I grip him tightly, not wanting to let go as the climax to end all climaxes takes me away, the feel of his heat within me, the spinning delight of pleasure, of desire, of being desired.

It slowly ebbs away, and I’m limp against his hard chest, concentrating on remembering to breathe.

“You took all of me,” Azul rasps.

I shift slightly, and there’s a pull within me.

“Are we…?”

“Locked.” Azul growls the word. “My knot has taken root within you.” His words have a burr to them, a happy, glorious burr. “To ensure you are prepared.”

“Prepared for what?” I yawn, tiredness suddenly slipping over me.

“What boxes did you tick on the form at Starlight Brides again?” Azul asks me.

My yawn comes again, and I can hardly keep my eyes open. Being stuck on Azul’s knot doesn’t bother me. Not now, not when I could sleep instead.

“Don’t remember…both? There were only two.” My voice fails. My brain fails. My body sleeps.

“Then you are my bride and breeder, my goddess.”