Page 101 of Solivagant

He hummed in approval. “This little dick?” he asked, the wet fur of his tail trailing up my length. “I can help you with that, my Jo. Always.”

“It’s not little.” I groaned as his tail wrapped around me. “Yours is just massive.”

He laughed. “Yes, it is.”

“I want you to fuck me with it.”

“I do not wish to damage you, my Jo.”

I grunted in frustration. “Fucking destroy me. It doesn’t matter. You can fix me again anyway.”

I waited for him to protest or argue with me further, but he said nothing, and a moment later something wet and warm was trailing up my crease. His tongue. Yes. I rocked my hips back into him.

I needed more, and I needed it now.

His tongue circled my hole, and I shivered. My body opened for him eagerly as he pressed against it. Then he was pressing inside and I almost came instantly.

“Yesss, Khorli. Please. I need more.”

His tail pumped my dick faster. His tongue pressed deeper inside me. Fuck, it was so long.

My nails dug into the ground as I pushed back into his face, demanding more.

Maybe it was the increased pain tolerance, but there was no burning at all as he opened me up, that tongue pressing deeper and deeper. Yes. More.

It felt so good. Pleasure built rapidly in my core, and I knew I could come just from this if he kept going, but it wasn’t what I wanted. I wanted to feel that part of him. Wanted to mate with him fully. I needed it.

“More. Please. Please. I need more. I need you.”

Khorli growled and his tongue retreated, leaving my hole empty and pulsing.

“I am trying to be gentle with you.” His voice sounded so deep, and husky.

“I don’t want gentle. I want you.”

I gasped as he gripped me by the hips and yanked me back into the water.

“I don’t think you can handle me.”

“Prove it. I’m not fragile, Khorli. Give it to mmnnnggg.”

His tongue invaded my throat. His nails broke the skin on my hips. His cock pressed at my entrance.

Yes.

He pulled me down. There was pressure, and then a light burn as my body gave way to the force and the tip of his cock slipped inside me. The amount of precum he was leaking helped him sink deeper, even in the water.

My tail wrapped around his waist, trying to encourage him to move faster as Khorli’s continued to pump my length.

He snarled, then yanked me down the way I knew he’d been fighting not to. I didn’t want his control. I didn’t want a masked or weakened version of him. I wanted him entirely. Everything he was, raw and unleashed. I wanted his real nature. I didn’t fear it. I never would.

I screamed around the tongue in my throat. It did burn now, but I still wanted him. Still needed him. More.

His cock forced my body to accommodate it until the entire length of his shaft was inside me, and only the double knots remained. I wanted those too. Both of them. So I could feel them expanding and locking us together as he came.

Water splashed around us as he lifted me only to drop me back down. The sound of our grunts and moans echoed around the chamber. The more he fucked me, the more his dick pulsed with glowing precum. The burning eased, until only pleasure remained.

With his tongue so far down my throat, I couldn’t look down to see where we were connected. But my hand smoothed over my soft stomach, and I could feel it bulge with every deep thrust. Fuck.