Freedom Has a Price...(3)
Freedom Has a Price...(1) ~ῳ~ Freedom Has a Price...(2)
He had rolled her beneath him and was now pounding himself into her hard and fast. She clutched to him desperately as another climax shuddered through her being, her body quivering beneath his, augmenting his pleasures as her muscles tightened around him.
The sensuous Lapitaur belonged to him now, there was no doubt. He had not yet filled her with his seed but she pledged her loyalty and love to him none the less. This beautiful beast had rescued her and now he loved her. She would not have denied him even if she wanted to for slavery was all she knew. She knew that one day she would be used for sex and would have granted him that. Only this was not use. This was mating. This was much more committal for them both. He was making her his equal and she loved him all the more for it.
"Harder!" She gasped aloud, her hips bucking to meet his. She pounded him with equal need, taking him into her deeply. He responded to her command, bucking his hips then he began to piston rapidly. She was still climaxing, her limbs coiled tightly around him, her body tensed, her muscles clenched desperately around his lubricated shaft, kneading rhythmically, quivering with her climaxes as she cried out his name.
He jolted against her suddenly, spewing his soul seed into her. She screamed out again as its heat seared her insides, erupting into her womb, branding her and filling the birthing cavity with its heated mass. Another jolt resulted in another geyser of semen rushing into her and she whimpered, clutching to him desperately as her hips now flicked uncontrollably, her climax continuous as he began to fill her with his seed.
"YES!" She screamed aloud, losing her breath she moved faster, pumping vigorously to milk him, wanting it all! Her breath returned only to catch again as she began to pump vigorously once again. Her frantic pumps were timed with each buildup within him. When she felt his phallus beginning to expand, she would pump furiously, increasing the buildup within him and then when he would release into her, she would relax, regain a quick breath before beginning anew.
He collapsed upon her breathlessly, his muscles relaxing as he became spent. She wriggled beneath him, milking him for more yet none would come. She rolled them as one, moving him onto his back and she sat up upon him once again. She slowly and gently swiveled around upon his shaft, careful not to twist him inside of her, shivering at the sensation of his slightly bent phallus turning inside of her. The angle was different now and rubbed in a different way.
She looked back at him as she leaned forward until she could clasp his ankles, her body almost lying upon the bed. Her breasts brushed lightly upon the furs as she began to move upon him with slow purpose.
She panted and gasped softly as she flexed her muscles around him, kneading him as she moved, determined to keep him hard within her. The knot had not diminished and so their tie remained.
His shaft strained against her from this new angle, the rubbing and friction a new sensation for them both. When she felt his hands suddenly slide over her firm flexing buttocks, encouraging her, she knew he approved. She flashed him a smile then focused on the sensations he was causing her, eager for more of his seed. Freedom has a price and this was one price she was eager to payâ€"repeatedly!
She began to move with a fluid curling of her hips, undulating upon him erotically. Her long ears laid back over her head as she took him. She bit her lower lip then parted her maw, gulping in air as her cleft glided tightly over his length, moving as much as she was allowed to due to the restrictive knot now locked within her.
She released a sigh of passion as she shuddered upon him, her hips flitting rapidly as she milked her release, laying forward completely now, hugging his legs with her arms while she nuzzled her face between them.
The smell of his loins, their loins seemingly flowed between his legs, her body laying upon his legs trapping the scents so that they had to escape around her head. She bucked now with release, excited by their scents, moaning and gasping sharply as she continually released, her hips scooping into his rapidly, taking him deeply. These motions elicited excited cries from him and she began to scoop into him more intensely, feeling the press of him move deeper and deeper within her with each stroke.
She was constantly trembling with her releases now, adapting naturally and quickly. She licked at his legs, tasting the hints of sweat within his fur, the saltiness of his flesh, excited immensely by his virility. She cried out repeatedly now as she scooped into him desperately.
Her motions excited him, his cries now husky pants, his breath rattling in his ribcage as she would scoop her hips downward into his own. His hands rested upon her flexing buttocks, too spent and drained to respond. His hips moved feebly beneath hers as she continued to drive onward, determined to milk him for more seed.
Her keen ears perked as she heard the impassioned cries of Eshera, her human aide. The cries continued for a time, adding to her excitement as her hips scooped down onto her own mate's hips, delving against him with great need. Eshera's cries died away and she knew the human female had been mated and was now slumbering with her newfound mate.
She braced her hands upon the ground, her back arching greatly as she pushed off his legs yet kept her hips firmly against his, keeping him deeply trapped within her. He groaned as she looked back at him avidly, licking her lips hungrily, her hips now undulating rapidly against his. Her muscles contracted around his member, making her sheath tighter for her lover's pleasure, augmenting her own as she cried out to him.
He bucked beneath her, lunging with his release, causing her to scream as his seed flooded into her powerfully. She was clenched around him so tightly that all their exchanges of fluids were locked and trapped within her. She was full of him and now, he was filling her beyond capacity; she half-growled, half-groaned as she rode him rapidly, her releases mingling into his own.
She clutched him tightly with arms, legs and cleft, her growling cries resounding with each wash of him into her. Suddenly, he was emptied and he collapsed. She moved gently now, sighing passionately as she coaxed him gently, her muscles kneading and massaging him as she learned to manipulate them, his semi-hard phallus began to revive within her, hardening and she trembled with bliss at feeling him engorge and stiffen again inside her tight heat.
She had plans for him now and they only consisted of mating. She would make sure he impregnated her and she hoped to take all day to do so!