Daughter of the Claw - Chapter 10

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#10 of Daughter of the Claw

The final chapter of the story following Tallish--an Anthro canine male and his daughter.

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Menia's hands were all over Rava. Exploring every part of him, she was beaming. She had both hands dug into the fur of his neck and was hug-petting him while he licked her face. She opened her mouth and let him lick inside.

Tallish was torn, she seemed so happy but at the same time wasn't herself. This was far from typical behavior. "Menia," he said, and she looked over at him, eyes wide, mouth wide open and dripping with a mix of her and Rava's saliva.

"Dad?" She dropped her eyes to his crotch and her heart th-thumped a double beat.

"Can we talk for a minute?"

Menia pulled Rava into a hug, squeezed, and told him she'd be "right back" then stood and headed over to her father. Mid-stride wetness dripped from her and a line trickled down the inside of her left leg. She sucked on her lower lip and reached her hand down under her skirt and pulled a pair of fingers along her leg, gathering what was on her leg. There was a teeny tiny voice, far away in the back of her mind, down a long tunnel, asking what she was doing. Another part, so much closer, right here, right now, said, Giving it to my dad, I know he wants to taste it.

"Here," Menia lifted her fingers, "lick."

"Menia," Tallish pulled back from her hand. Her pupils are huge, this isn't normal. Looking over at Begolin, then to Nena, he asked again, "You didn't drug her? Something in the water or food?"

Begolin shook his head. "Nothing. I assure you, this is the effect of her extreme compatibility. You might think of it better as her being in heat, but that's far too mild a phrase. My ancestors call it yearning."

"And you said it passes once she's mated."

Begolin and Nena both nodded, the former said: "Correct."

Nena added, "It'll pass on its own after about a day if nothing happens."

"That too, the effect will diminish much faster if the desire is fulfilled, but, as Nena said, if it's not it'll fade in time."

"Taste it," Menia grabbed her dad's waistband and lifted her hand to his mouth again. "Come on, you want to. I know you do. The other night when I slept in your bed? You wanted to do more than just lay there. I did too. I do too," she laughed. "But I want him too," she turned and looked at Rava. "I want both of you. Please? Lick it. That's why you wanted me to get "tangy" jerky, isn't it. It is, I know it."

Tallish grabbed her wrist, pulled her hand to his mouth, and sucked on the two fingers. Exquisite flavor burst across his tongue. "I want you too, Menia." Oh, shit, he thought. His head was full of wool, his vision swam. "W-what happened?" He asked no one and anyone.

"Well, shit," Begolin laughed. "Nena, come on, we'll have to move quick."

"Right." Nena got up and helped Menia over to the pillowed floor while Begolin eased Tallish into a couch where he could watch.

Fluctuating warm and cold rivals sparred throughout Menia. One moment she was sweating, breathing hard, and looking for water, and the next she was shivering. Her eyes refused to focus on any one thing, except Rava. She was dripping out of herself and wriggled out of her panties and skirt. In the distant reaches of her mind a voice tried to stop her, but that voice had no meaningful strength here.

She fell onto Rava's cock and swallowed him all the way into her throat, her hand massaging his knot and below. Within moments she felt him swell and she rolled away from him, onto her back, and spread her legs. Rava pushed into her with the urgency that can only come from a being desperate to continue its line.

Their mating was as intense as it was fast, with a couple quick thrusts he was into her. Then, with an adjustment and final shove his knot slipped inside. He finished inside of her less than a minute later.

That's ... it? Menia thought? No. That can't ... but I was only just starting to have fun. She began fingering herself, the excitement of the moment had reached a fever pitch and she wanted to ride this wave of bliss for as long as she could. She fell onto Rava's half-hard cock, shoved her mouth onto it, and tried for all the world to make him stiff, but it was no use. The pup pulled away from her, yawned, and wandered over to his bed.

Menia yearned for Rava to be inside of her again. But seeing him, jaw on paw, eyes already starting to close, she knew that was out of the question.

A paw slid over her right shoulder, down through the valley of her firm breasts, and cupped her left breast.

Tallish's heart thundered in his chest. The only reason he was doing this was because he knew how much she wanted it. And, if he was honest with himself, how much he did too. She turned to face him and smiled.

"Dad?"

"Mm."

"I want you."

"I know you do."

Menia shook her head. "No. I want you, want you. I need you to cum inside of me."

"I will," he said, even while wondering--of fifth dragon, what am I doing?

She opened her mouth and he pushed his tongue into her mouth. Then, he pushed the full of his girth into her, knot and all. She was so opened up from Rava that he slid in with ease. He held her, his daughter's legs wrapped around his torso, his cock throbbing inside of her, until he came, filling her with his cum.

Tallish and Menia kept to themselves for the next week. Tallish called Menia's school and told them she would be out for a little while with an unknown illness. In truth the pregnancy had taken, and Begolin's personal doctor confirmed a single life within her.

A month later she was showing and, for reasons unknown to Begolin's doctor, Menia was constantly thirsty and dripping wet. Tallish went out and bought her twenty new pairs, and even still they were doing a panty load of laundry at least once a day.

"You could help," Menia said. She was sitting on the floor, leaning back onto one hand.

Tallish carried her into his bedroom and cleaned her with his tongue. It'd been so long coming that all tension was long gone, this was nothing more than the natural progression of a thing foretold weeks prior. From that point onward, for the duration of the pregnancy, anytime she felt herself start to drip she would take a finger, slide it along herself, and put it into her dad's mouth. That was all she had to do for him to go down on her and clean up.

Begolin handed the suitcase of money to Tallish. Next to him Nena rocked the bundle in her arms.

Tallish and Menia took to the road. Traveled by plane, train, boat, and car. Eventually meeting up with Menia's mother in the Darobini desert. There, with her mother as witness, Tallish proposed to Menia and she said "yes". That night, for the first time--even though they'd done so much else--he took her to bed and they became one.