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Story: The WitchSlayer

Her core suddenly swelled around him, and his body tightened. She started to writhe beneath him as she came, orgasming sweetly around his sensitive cock. Hot, heavy, and so wet that he felt it gushing around him.

Fuck!He released her leg when his hazy mind registered the light scent of blood. He retracted his claws from her and placed his paw next to her shoulder as he continued to slam into her to wring every drop from her that he could.

That softness moulded tension around him and made her feel unbelievably snug around his hard shaft.

And he refused to relent, refused to slow his thrusts to make sure she didn’t stop. Her unhidden cries were constant, ear-piercing yet felt so good to his senses he wanted them louder.

A groan fell from him when he felt his spine tingling. The soft pointed tip of his cock hardened, and he knew he was about to spill his seed.

Her channel clamping around him centred him and positioned him inside of her.

In just one simple stroke of his tip becoming firm, she aligned them so perfectly that his eyes snapped open wide, and his head lifted. He felt a tightness right around the head.

“Oh!” Amalia cried beneath him, but it was so high-pitched that he knew it was both in pleasure and surprise.

Rurik paused.I pierced her womb.

His movements stilled so completely despite his entire body shaking. He thickened and the rest of his cock pushed forward out of his protective slit before she swallowed his thickening knot. The bulges at the base of his cock swelled inside her core to the point he wouldn’t be able to pull back past her pubic mound, his knot trapping him inside her.

And then he felt it. The first slow bubble of his seed rising up the length of his cock. It travelled until it rose and had to squeeze through the ring of her cervix clamping around the tip.

The pressure of it made him take in a deep breath. It was so tight that the only reason it managed to squeeze through was because a second bubble had to force it forward.

When it finally broke free, his eyes wildly rolled into the back of his head as he turned it up to the ceiling.

“AMALIA!” he roared on such a deep bellow it quaked his entire body.

His breath left him on each syllable of her name as it escaped him.

His paw next to her shoulder gouged so deeply into the ground that he knew he had left his claw marks behind and had blunted them so completely that it radiated pain up his finger joints. His wings buckled and tensed so powerfully that the top folded joints clanked together, and his poor tail... it curled into a twist, desperately seeking to curl around another limb, but only grasped air.

It took everything inside him not to thrust, not to push himself further into her womb as he spilled his seed directly inside of it.

The pleasure of each spurt bordered on pain, and yet felt so remarkable that he was enamoured in the feeling. His roar turned into a groan so deep and long it shuddered from his lack of breath as he emptied his lungs.

Mine!She did this, she gave this to him.

Amalia squirmed beneath him as he released each burst inside her. She gyrated, arching her back as she felt each spurt. It was almost like she was moving on him in the exact way he wanted to... but couldn’t.Shouldn’t.

“W–Why does it feel so good?”

Such words from her nearly stopped his erratically beating heart and killed him. He unconsciously rocked lightly, helping to push through his seed, each one stealing his strength just a little more and blasting him further with pleasure.

When the strength of his initial spending gentled, his body went so limp that he had to fall to the side or he’d crush her.

He swiftly grasped her shoulders with one arm while the paw of the other grabbed one of her arse cheeks so he could pull her with him. If he didn’t, he could tear her beyond repair with his knot, and Rurik would never do anything to harm this beautiful woman.

He shuddered when another, slower rise, of his semen climbed his cock before it spilled as her mildly contracting inner walls quivered like a soothing flutter.

They both lay there huffing, panting deeply with heaving chests pressing against each other’s. Heat radiated between them, and he could perceive the stickiness of her sweat against his scales.

He gave a rumble of contentment as aftershocks rippled along his entire body, then another bubble of seed climbed his shaft.

“Are you still coming?”

A deep, drawn out expire fell from him.

“Yes.”But he could tell it was becoming slower and would take longer between each burst. It still felt amazing, each one making his eyes roll slightly and his eyelids flutter. “I will do so for a while.”

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