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Chapter

Four

T he manticore’s cock was as thick as it had appeared in the firelight. Abby could feel every inch of it as it battered against, somehow shredding through the crotch of her pants and panties little by little until finally he gave an impatient huff and lowered a hand between her thighs to pet her pussy in long dragging strokes before tearing a gaping hole with one quick movement of his claws. There was a tease of cold air but then heat from his scorching hot cock as it glided against her slicked-up pussy that made her eyes roll back with pleasure.

On a final pass, the head notched in place and slid in just enough to encompass the tip and even that was girthy enough to have her pussy stretched tightly around it. The manticore froze as if only suddenly realizing that he was in and with an excited huff retreated only slightly before thrusting forward, his cock sliding through her wet channel, stretching it snuggly around its massive length in one hard jolt that nearly sent her off her knees.

Crying out, she felt her pussy tighten instinctively around the invasion and then gush rapturously around his cock as it squeezed repeatedly along the textured girth filling it. The manticore shuddered over her, his head dropping beside hers until they were pressed practically cheek to cheek and from the corner of her eye, she could see his fanged mouth gaping open as he moaned. Abby trembled at the sound, her pussy clamping down around him again without her say-so and she whimpered as his cock slowly began to drag from deep within her the wide, angular flare of its head. The manticore grunted deeply and shivered. His claws scraped the stones, and his pelvis slammed forward, driving his cock back into her.

She wheezed quietly as it stole her breath in all the best ways. Her internal muscles squeezed around him as he began to shuttle in and out of her clasping depths. His growl trembled against her ear as he began to thrust and she lifted her ass higher, needing him deeper. The warm, velvety pads on his fingers palm buffed against her skin as his hold tightened. It was an erotic contrast to the very faint prick of his claws against her skin as his hold tightened. She felt him tease the flesh of her hip where he grasped her, and the sensitive skin of her stomach where one of his hands was currently flattened. Something cooler and harder in texture brushed along the length of her thigh, the long, pointed tip scraping as it passed, leaving a damp trail in its wake.

“What?” she gasped, and he thrust deep and held as his blunt nose nuzzled her.

“My sting can give you great pleasure,” he rasped. “As much as it can deliver a painful fate for my enemies, for you the fire would be indescribable. Just a tiny prick. The barb would not even loosen with such a gentle tab.”

Abby trembled beneath her, her channel tightening around him like a vise as she attempted to make sense of his words through the pleasure-dense fog that had fallen over her mind. He wanted to prick her with that monstrous stinger at the tip of his tail? It was horrifying… and faintly intriguing. But not enough to get her to agree. She shook her head, and his chest vibrated with his quiet laughter.

“Not ready for that? A shame. There is nothing better than a cunt choking my cock rapturously in response to my venom.” His tongue stroked her neck again. “Are you certain that you will not change your mind?”

She blinked rapidly as her body twitched beneath his hold in frustration with his sudden lack of movement as tension spun deep within her. Gods, what did she need to do to get him moving again? And what was the question? Was she supposed to answer with a yes or a no? Her breath burst from between her lips in a ragged, insensible moan and he chuckled again.

“Poor little female. Very well… next time,” he rumbled.

He rolled his hips then at that moment, grinding his cock deep, shifting in such a way that she could acutely feel the strange, pronounced texture of his cock caught within her. She gasped at the feeling as her channel clenched around his shaft, certain that the texture felt more pronounced. That became more apparent as his cock started to withdraw, and she felt an unusual dragging sensation inside of her that had her gasping at the sharp intensity of the pleasure rising within her. Overwhelmed, she instinctively attempted to jerk away and scramble out from beneath him, but his massive body flattened against hers, pinning her in place. A deep purr rumbled in his chest, its resonance sending tiny bursts of pleasure crackling in response within her.

“Something’s… strange,” she panted, and his teeth gently nipped her shoulder in reply.

“Nothing is strange. It is perfectly normal,” he groaned as he held her firmly, his cock dragging slowly more and more until just the flared triangular tip remained caught within her.

Snarling softly, the manticore’s pelvis rocked, changing its angle, and thrusted once more. Abby cried out, her pussy pulsating around his sex as a hot coil within her snapped and released, gushing over the cock buried within her. He growled softly with pleasure as she twitched around him, her fingers spasming against the cavern floor. With her every gasp and moan, his pelvis slapped against her ass, jolting her slightly with every thrust.

Every push of his body against hers and every thrust of his cock filled her pleasure that tightened and spun through her as she climbed to the peak of ecstasy and fell again and again. Her pussy was drenched with her successive climaxes and gripping around his sex. The loud and rapid squelch of his cock burying in and out was obscene, reminding Abby that she was allowing a monster to mount her, and it sent a titillating thrill through her. It was forbidden to do such a thing, but that taboo made her desire it even more as she widened her stance and tipped her ass up for more—to which the manticore obliged with a feral snarl.

He drove deeper than before, the tip of his cock striking erotically at the deepest spot within her. A new sound started within his chest, a grating purr as he adjusted his grip and the stance of his legs behind her and began to pick up his pace, every thrust hitting her just right deep inside, over and over again. He was barely withdrawing more than half of his length before surging forward once more, but as he continued to thrust, she gradually became aware of the fact that the spiny texture on his cock was catching sooner, keeping him buried within her. Each catch of those textured spines with her made her hips jerk with pleasure and was accompanied with a throaty rumble from the manticore as he urgently buried his cock all over again.

Stroke after stroke, his cock seeking her womb with each thrust, Abby became aware that their bodies were rocking violently together. Claws scraped against stone and his stinger sank itself repeatedly into the floor of the cavern as he buried himself within her. She shook beneath him as she began to crest again, this time far more violently before, her pussy pulsating around his length, gripping and milking his cock, desperate for release. Her belly trembled as the heat rose and shot through her, bathing her in an internal torrent of fire that exploded through her. She spasmed around him with wave after wave of her release as his cock jerked violently, sending a new current of pleasure spiral through her as the spines caught anew, and suddenly began to spill within her hot streams as the manticore grunted and moaned his pleasure.

He fucked her deeper as he continued to fill her with his seed, dragging out her pleasure as the spurts never seemed to taper off but filled her until it spilled out from between them. Even then he continued to moan and bathe her insides with his hot cum until she was shaking beneath him, and half collapsed.

When he finally dragged his cock from within her, it was with a pulling sensation that made her gush and moan again, her body shivering and twitching in the aftermath as he dismounted. A deep, moaning purr erupted from the monster and suddenly she was plucked up from the cold ground and drawn up against the heat of his furred chest. His musculature felt strange against her cheek, but she had to admit that it wasn’t unpleasant. His body temperature was higher than a human and it actually made him far nicer to be snuggled against.

She had to be out of her mind to snuggle with a monster but that was where they were, and she didn’t have the energy to resist or put up a fight after what she had just done.

“We shall return home now, little human,” he purred.

“Abby,” she mumbled. “Considering what we’ve just done, you might as well use it. It’s better than just being called ‘human.’”

He rumbled with amusement, but she felt his nod. “Considering that you no doubt have a variety of unpleasant things at hand to call me, I will likewise insist that you call me Samir.”

“Pity, asshole monster fitted you so well,” she mumbled, and his chest shook as it rumbled again with his laughter.

“Perhaps so, my little assassin, but time for us to take our rest, I think. I will want you again very soon as it has been long since I’ve had such satisfaction breeding a tight little cunt and would prefer it to be in my bed this time.”

Abby sighed heavily. She guessed she couldn’t complain of getting good and fucked while she worked out a way to get away from him and do her duty.