Page 26 of Slithery Heat

He stared under himself at the innocent round object. The outer layer was transparent and oily with what must have been Gideon’s slick and the remnants of the nurturing liquid. Underneath the protective soft layer was a silvery shell, shimmering in the daylight.

So pretty.

A few tentacles circled the egg, creating a small nest. Gideon didn’t have much time to marvel at it before a contraction made him throw his head back and push hard. He didn’t need penetration anymore to keep the pain away. With every push, the second egg moved lower, the pressure so satisfying that he couldn’t tell whether he was coming or not. The entire process was ecstasy interspersed with bolts of mindless euphoria.

“You’re perfect. Absolutely perfect, my precious. You like it, don’t you? Yes, you like it a lot.”

After it passed through the tight channel to Gideon’s womb, the egg slid out faster than the first one, sending Gideon’s hole aflutter. He groaned and shivered through the waves of pleasure and immediately pushed again.

When five eggs were out, he was panting. He might need a break, but how? As soon as one egg passed through, his body yelled at him to push and push and push.

But Siurin was there, holding him, taking care of him, and apparently, reading his mind.

After the sixth egg plopped out, he was still orgasming when thick limbs pushed up his hole, effectively plugging him closed. They reached all the way to the dilated passage, pressing up, keeping the remaining eggs from sinking lower.

“Rest, my precious. Breathe.”

Gideon sighed with relief. He was impaled on a fucking traffic cone, but it gave him the pause he so desperately needed.

A contraction threatened to disturb the moment of tranquility, but Siurin thrust up, and the urge to push didn’t come.

Closing his eyes, Gideon breathed, sweat cooling on his body. He felt movement on the bed, then heard some rustling and the soft click of a lock.

“What are you doing?” he asked, not bothering to look.

“I’m putting the eggs into the protective pod.”

“Oh. Good.”

His heartbeat was returning to normal, and the prospect of pushing out the remaining six eggs made him excited.

“I think I’m okay.”

“We can pause again whenever, just tell me.”

“I will. I’m ready now.”

Siurin slowly pulled out the thick tentacles, and Gideon moaned with the change of pressure. When he pushed the next time, he realized he was grinning.

He fucking loved this.

He didn’t need another break. The eggs came faster, gliding out with barely any effort on his side, gifting his body with the most rewarding sexual experience of his life. He almost felt sad to feel the twelfth one sink and slide, making his hole clench on empty air after it popped out.

His stomach looked like a deflated balloon, and his insides yawned. Smooth goo oozed out of him onto the bed while Siurin still held him in the surprisingly comfortable crouch.

What now?

It took mere seconds for Siurin to place the eggs into the pod and close it. He simply shoved the pod under the bed.

“Will they be okay?” Gideon asked. There were little babies inside those eggs, right?

“Of course,” Siurin assured him.

Then, a buzzing came from underneath the bed. It sounded like an elevator arriving.

“What’s that?”

“There is an automatic door in the floor. I pressed the deploy button. The pod is being transported through a tunnel to the clinic’s laboratories. The eggs will be cleaned and examined, and Tituan will be able to take them home, where they will hatch within twenty-four hours.”

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