Page 55 of Lagoon

That felt amazing.

She cried out and suddenly her clitoris tightened into a bright, taut point, and her orgasm washed through her, like the ripples in the river outside. It was intense but sweet, different than orgasms she’d had before.

And her cervix was still moving, sucking on Jonathan’s finger.

“Fuck,” he breathed. “Fuck, fuck—”

“Now, please, now,” she said.

“God, you’re gripping me.”

“Please, I want it. I want your…” She didn’t want to call it an ovipositor. “Eggs.”

“Yes,” he breathed, lifting his face from between her thighs. He crawled over her, and they were nose-to-nose.

“Please,” she said again.

“I like you begging, too,” he rasped. “You can do as much of that as you want.”

She laughed, feeling helpless. “Are you… you think you can stop?”

“After one, you mean?” he said. “I mean, definitely.”

He was lying, and she could tell.

“Please,” she said again.

“Spread your pretty thighs, Riley, show me everything. I’m going to fit very nicely right up into you. All the way in, deep in. Very deep.”

“Yes, so deep,” she said, opening her legs for him.

“Hands behind your knees, hold yourself open for me,” he whispered. “I’ve never put one of these things into—”

“It’ll help you, though,” she said. “It’ll suck you in.”

“Yeah, because you want me in you, don’t you, sweet Riley?”

“I do, definitely,” she breathed. “Now, okay?”

“Okay,” he said, and the stinger was pushing into her.

She let out a noisy breath. It was thin. It didn’t have nearly the girth of a penis, but she could feel the point of it, poking her, rubbing against her inner walls until—

Her cervix found it and grabbed it.

She cried out, another orgasm rippling through her. It felt like rainbows of pleasure bursting behind her eyes.

He said a string of swear words, pushing steadily into her, deeper and deeper, all the way inside, to her womb.

Her orgasm ebbed out just as he settled himself.

“Oh, wow, that’s nice,” he said.

“Yeah,” she said, reaching up to touch him.

He pulled out a little, reaching between them, fumbling. She felt the press of the head of his cock against her opening.

“Oh, yes, please,” she sighed.

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