Page 86 of Guarded By the Vodnik

“Hold on tight,” I said, pushing a hand between us until I pressed my knuckle to her clit and rubbed it while my finger plunged in and out of her ass.

When she came with a painful moan, her hole squeezed my finger so hard, I groaned from the sensation, immediately wanting to feel that on my cock, too.

“Change of plans,” I said harshly, stopping so I could fuck her properly. Yeseera was just ahead, and we’d have to stop to pass through the city unless I wanted someone to get a glimpse of what was mine.

“I wanted to hold it back until we got there, but you’ll get it now.”

I pulled my finger out of her and held her hips in a punishing grip, fucking her hard and fast, just as she told me to. Zoe moaned, her fingers scratching down my scales, her face flushed and twisted in pleasure.

It didn’t take long. She was so hot inside, so welcoming, and the idea of filling her with my cum had me in a chokehold. Soon, I came deep inside her, shooting my plug to keep it in while her cunt squeezed me tightly with another orgasm.

“That’s my girl,” I said shakily, holding her to me. “That’s my pretty human.”

We entered Yeseera in decent attire, Zoe’s zipper done, my cock put away in my slit. She stroked my back and nape as we passed through the silent city, almost empty at night. Yeseera stuck to the surface rhythm of day and night, since this was easier.

“See the lights?” I murmured, kissing the top of her head. “They are turned low at night, but they stay on. It’s pretty here, isn’t it? I’d like you to stay. With me.”

I knew she couldn’t reply, so I felt safe asking her—she couldn’t refuse me yet, because for some reason, I expected refusal.

So when Zoe tugged on my ear, pulling her face away, I looked at her with trepidation. She smiled, rolling her eyes slightly, as if to tell me I was silly again, and gave me a big, exaggerated nod.

I couldn’t hold back my wide grin. “Yeah? You’d live with me?”

She nodded again, laughing silently, and I gathered her close, feeling the happiest I ever was.

In my apartment, I took her to the dry level, holding her close the entire time. In the lock, I undid her zipper gently, making her shiver, and by the time the water pumped out completely, my cock was already deep in her cunt. Zoe moaned louder and louder as I fucked into her.

“But I already shot a nice big load up here,” I said, going inside and flicking a softer, muted version of the lighting on so it wouldn’t be too bright. “And now I’d like to put my cock in your ass, sweet thing.”

She pulled away to look at me, her face and hair wet, her pupils wide and dark. She bit her lip, looking at me for a moment, and I waited patiently, until finally…

“Okay.”

I lost no time undressing her before I thrust inside myself to coat a tentacle in lube. She moaned shakily when I pushed in her, just with the tip at first, slowly opening her wider with careful thrusts.

“Good, my sweetest? Does it feel full?”

She nodded helplessly, her hips jerking to the rhythm of my thrusts. I peppered her face with kisses, smiling between them, because she was so adorable.

“And I’ll make you come when I’m inside you,” I promised. “I want to feel that. The way you clutch me like you never want to let me go.”

She nodded with frantic conviction, moving her hips to take in more of my thrusting limb, until finally, she was ready.

I turned her around until she lay belly down on a mattress of my wet, warm tentacles.

“You look so good on top of me,” I groaned, tugging her hips higher.

I pumped my cock in my fist, making sure it was slick and ready, and squeezed both parts of it together, notching myself at that tight little hole.

Zoe shivered and opened for me, exhaling deeply, and I lost no time getting inside her.

As soon as the strong ring of muscle closed around me, I moaned with sharp, penetrating pleasure. She felt divine. It was everything, and I yearned to go deeper, but she made those whimpering, begging sounds, her body shaking, so I waited, thrusting shallowly for now.

She resisted me at first, that tightness suffocating. When I angled a tentacle up, enveloping her sweet little clit in my sucker, she howled with pleasure, and a moment later, squeezed me even tighter until my cock pulsed in her grip, straining to get deeper. It was the best feeling.

I let go of her clit when she rode out that orgasm, her hole fluttering around me, my poor girl breathing hard.

“You really don’t need much, sweetheart, do you?” I asked, rocking into her again. “Just my cock, a tentacle, and you’re coming for your future husband like you just can’t help it. Such a needy girl. I’ll take care of you.”

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