Page 117 of Bitten By the Basilisk

She gasped as it penetrated her, moaned as it slid deeper, stretching her, filling her. Silas even held his upper cock so she could see his lower one sink all the way into her ass.

If she hadn’t just come, she probably would have then. Even so, her heart was pounding as if she had come.

Silas released a long, tight groan. “Fuck, I love your ass. Just as hot and tight as your cunt.”

He pulled out partway, then sank back in and ground his pelvis against her, the sensation so new and pleasurable that she gave a choked whimper.

“You don’t use your fingers or a dildo back here anymore,” he uttered. “It’ll be my fingers or my cocks, and nothing else.”

He pumped his lower cock in and out of her ass, until his precum had soaked into her tissues. Then he pulled back, almost slipping out of her, and lined up his upper cock with her pussy.

As both of his cocks stretched her open, she let out a breathy cry of ecstasy to compete with Silas’s shuddering, gasping moan.

When he nearly filled her, he gripped the backs of her knees and pushed them closer to her shoulders, tilting her hips up to make her take every inch, his head tilted down to watch his cocks disappear into her body.

He then lifted his gaze, heavy breaths rumbling in his chest, and nailed her with a molten stare that would’ve melted her if she weren’t already limp.

Those golden eyes stayed with her as he began to move, slowly at first, though it was more than enough to make her sigh with pleasure.

“Such a good girl, moaning as I rut into you.”

He sped up, rolling into each thrust and wringing wanton sounds from her throat, his chest and abs gleaming with sweat.

“You take my cocks so well, kitten,” he panted. “Your body was meant for it.”

Soon, he was moving over her in deep lunges, overloading her with so much pleasure that her eyelids were fluttering.

“S-Si…las,” she moaned.

“Alice,” he rasped shortly before slipping his arms around her and lifting her against him.

As he continued pumping into her, his tail slid and shifted, more heard than felt, until all at once she was dragged into his coils and wrapped in warm, smooth scales that pressed her against Silas’s chest and held up her head.

His hands were on her ass, his fingers splayed wide to hold her tight to his ferocious thrusts as he panted in growls by her ear.

“L-love,” she slurred, not sure if he could understand her.

“I love you, too,” he choked out. “Come with me, baby. Come with your mate.”

She had no other choice. His cocks began vibrating, and seconds later, she was crying out and soaking him with her slick, the room spinning.

Silas came with a rough moan, his cocks pulsing inside her, and something sharp pricked her backside, nearly breaking skin. His claws, she realized.

“Mine,” he growled, though his voice sounded distant. “Only mine.”

She must have passed out, because the next thing she knew, Silas was carrying her bridal style into the bathroom, her head on his shoulder.

He gently lowered her into a lukewarm bath, the water coming up to her navel. There, he cleansed her with tender strokes, then dried her thoroughly and carried her back to bed, where she lay while he quickly took care of his own needs.

When he returned, Silas spent a long while kissing her neck, sucking her nipples, and petting the insides of her thighs, until she was whimpering for another release. She came on his tongue a moment later.

Her heart was still racing when he bent her over a thick part of his tail, her legs spread. He took her in that position twice, one right after the other, bringing her to climax and coming inside her both times.

By the time he had her cleaned up again, her paralysis had ended, but she was so exhausted that she could hardly move anyway.

Silas held her in their bed as he tipped water into her mouth and hand-fed her small pieces of food, scarfing down much larger pieces while she chewed.

In between bites, they chatted about what would come next, both tomorrow and into the future. For the first time in a long time, she was excited to wake up in the morning.