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Sinadim

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by Myra Danvers

His sperm.

Draining him until the last fluttering kicks died on her tongue and he began to soften in retreat.

“What do you think?” Sinadim asked as she slurped up the last dregs of cum the war chief might offer. “Shall we have a taste test? See which of us you prefer?”

She tore herself free, still gripping Balkazar by the root, even as she twisted and begged the prince to, “Please breed this Omega! Please give me a knot!”

Sinadim’s grin was feral. “Any knot?” he drawled, tormenting her by seating himself deep as he could in her tiny pussy, before he turned that wicked grin upon the war chief.

Balkazar didn’t feel it when his knees finally did buckle. Couldn’t say what it was to fall into the prince’s bed—it merely… happened.

And in an instant, he was stiff as marble.

As if he hadn’t had his soul sucked through his balls, only moments before.

Empty.

Ready.

Aching for more.

It was the rut. Even without tasting her slick, he was succumbing to the primal drive to see a female grow fat with what he might pump inside her. Already he could feel his balls growing heavy with another angry load.

Face down, legs splayed, the whore grunted when the prince shunted into her depths. Forcing the air from her lungs as Sinadim made room for himself, and said, “You can have as many knots as you like, my brave girl. As many as you can take.”

Cooing, dainty ears flicked back to listen as Sinadim sat back. Rocking inside her, Balkazar was afforded a perfect view of the mess dripping from the prince’s balls. Mesmerized as he watched Sinadim stretch her cunt bloodless with his girth, he was entranced by the show. Dripping with need at the sight of heavy, swinging balls that flexed every time the prince found her end and pushed just a little further inside.

He was making room for his knot.

Forcing her to yield and accept the breeding she begged for.

“You’ll carry the next batch of Karahmet hybrids,” Sinadim said, words growing clipped and short with his effort. “Even if that means you have to be ridden through the sandstorm. Even if I have to fuck you in your sleep,” he snarled, picking up the pace, “you’ll have what you need of me.”

“Y-Yes!” she cried, slipping both hands between her legs. Reaching back to massage that heavily laden sack filled with her heart’s desire. “Give it all to me!”

Claws leaving dimples on her upturned bottom, the prince bucked into her with reckless abandon, for he knew exactly what an Omega could take. Rough without causing harm, greedy but giving, he rode her into squalling orgasm that soaked him in slick.

Balkazar didn’t miss a moment.

Eyes glued to every perfect stroke, he watched the sweat drip from gleaming bronze skin. Obsessed over the slide of muscle working toward one perfect moment.

And when the prince lifted his right knee to dive deeper into that clenching hole, it gave Balkazar a sight he’d never forget.

Knot blooming outside of that greedy little slit, the prince used his thumbs to pull her pussy apart. Making it fit with relentless drive, he pressed his full weight against her and began to force his way inside.

Because she could take it.

Going wild beneath him, incoherent sobbing bubbled up from her lips—as a wave of slick gushed around that royal knot. The only word Balkazar could understand was a desperate plea for more.

“Pl-Please!” she wailed, pushing back. Fucking the prince just as hard as he rode her. Giving as good as she was given. “All of it! I need⁠—”

“Every”—Sinadim’s spine bowed—“last”—his tail a banner of supreme arrogance—“fucking”—he fell into her as that insatiable whore worked to take it—“drop!”

With visible judder of impact, Sinadim forced that monster where it had no right to fit. Claws kneading at her narrow waist, he came with a roar. Emptying himself into a vessel meant for nothing but this.

To be filled with the richest cream.

“Such a good girl,” Sinadim murmured, praising her for a job well done. Petting the sweat-soaked hair back from her brow, letting his claws rake against her scalp as he pumped jet after jet of cum where it was meant to go.