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I don’t have much longer, but I refuse to come anywhere but deep inside her again. I jerk back, and she sucks in a deep breath as I move out of her reach. Her eyes stay on me, disappointment filtering through her pouty expression.
My tail comes around to push her chin up. “Get on your back.”
Her eyes flash, and she scrambles to meet my demand. As she throws herself back against the mattress, I slide my tail down her body, flicking over each nipple and stepping closer as I slide it over her stomach.
“You are going to look so beautiful,” I murmur as I kneel on the edge of the mattress before her. “Swollen here.”
I don’t tell her I don’t mean with my cocks. I mean with my eggs.
Not today, but soon I will pump her full with them. I meant it when I said she is mine. I’ve claimed her, and I refuse to let anyone near her.
And once she is heavy with my child, no one will want to.
Lorelai reaches beneath her knees, pulling her legs up and spreading wide. Her arousal glistens along her slit, and as I sink back on my heels before her, I grasp one cock and drag it through her slick heat. Then I switch, passing right over her entrance to swirl around her clit.
“Slyth,” she whimpers, her pussy clenching around nothing as I continue my slow torture.
“What is it, little killer?” I notch the head of my lower cock against her entrance, and she rolls her hips up, wanting more. “What happened to my feisty girl?” I slide my cock back out, and she whimpers. “I thought you took what you wanted.”
At that, her head pops up, and she wraps her legs around my waist. Digging her heels in, she brings me closer, and I smirk. I wanted to see how bad she wanted this, and it’s clear from the desperate way she’s trying to stuff me inside.
“Fuck,” she groans as just the head slips inside. “I want more. Please, Slyth.”
I lean forward, planting my hands on either side of her head and rocking my hips up. She cries out as I do, the barbs along my shaft stroking along her walls and making her clamp down around me.
“Like that?” I murmur. “You want me to fill you up like that?”
“More,” she gasps, writhing beneath me. “I want you buried so deep I’ll feel you for days.”
Arousal shoots down my spine at her words, and I drive my hips forward, forcing her body to stretch and take me. She screams as I push all the way in, and I pause to let her adjust.
“You’re going to fucking kill me,” she chokes out. “You’re so fucking big.”
I chuckle. “I’m not the killer here.” I pull out slowly, watching the way her eyes roll back in her head. “That’s you.”
I push back in, and her response is cut off as I start thrusting back and forth. I lean back on my knees, watching the place where I disappear into her, and I can make out the bulge of her lower stomach as the tip of my cock slams home. I press a hand there, smirking when she screams.
“You want me deep?” I coo, grabbing the undersides of her legs and pushing them up. I thrust harder, pushing so deep her cries are cut off. “This deep?”
“Yes, please!” Lorelai fists the bed sheets with one hand, and with the other, she reaches between her legs.
I’m about to swat her away when she grabs my shaft, pressing it against her slit. Her back bows off the mattress as, with every thrust I make into her, the barbs drag along her clit.
“Fuck, I’m going to come,” she moans, her free hand coming up to knead her breast.
I speed up my efforts, stars erupting across my vision from the dual action. My eyes are zeroed in on where her stomach pushes out with each thrust, and all I can think about is making that permanent. I want to bury deep in her and feel her with a heavy weight that will make her think of me every day.
The thought sends a thrill shooting down my spine at the same time that Lorelai’s pussy squeezes my cock. “Yes, yes, yes!” she cries. “Oh, fuck!”
Her head tips back as her lips part on a silent scream, and her tightness mixed with the sight of her body stretched around me pulls me over the edge. Cum sprays across her lower stomach, mirroring where I am painting her internally, and I slam up into her as I spill out.
I’m gasping for air when she finally comes back down, looking down at her stomach and smearing a hand through my release. I know I’m in for it when she smirks, looking up at me.
“What a waste,” she says as she rubs my essence into her skin. “I wanted to be stuffed full.”
I blink, my cock jerking with the last spurts of my release as I stare down at her.
She’s going to be the death of me.
