"A-Arinya?" Thalor stamred, his eyes wide as he watched ride him.
The violet glow of the water behind him cast long, flickering shadows over his bronze skin, making every corded muscle stand out in sharp relief.
"Hehe," I snickered, leaning forward so my hair brushed against his chest. "Get ready, Thalor. I’m going to give you a very wild ti."
I didn’t give him a second to process as I began to rock my hips more brazenly, rubbing my clit against the smooth front of his scales.
The sensation was entirely different without the water to cushion the impact. It was raw. It was blunt.
Then, I pulled myself up and dropped once again, using my legs as an anchor to support myself.
"Haaa,"
I trembled, my insides clamping down on him in a desperate, reflexive grip that drew a strangled groan from his throat.
"Ngh... Arinya..."
His webbed hands flew to my waist, his fingers digging into my skin as he arched his back off the ground. Being on top gave a different kind of power. I could feel every pulse of him, every twitch of his thick, sleek cock as it settled deep inside .
"Yeah," I whispered, leaning down to nip at the droopy purple fin that acted as an ear. They were so thin and chewy. "You like that?"
On land, the friction was even more intense, so I bet he feels the sensation more than when he was hitting in the water.
Or maybe r-folks prefer the one from the water. Whatever, I’ll show him my kind of thrill.
Every ti I rose and fell, the mark on my ankle pulsed with a heavy, grounding thrum, reminding that even though I was the one in control right now, I was still anchored to him.
Thalor’s head fell back against the ground, his gills fluttering frantically as he struggled to pull enough oxygen from the air.
His tail thrashed once, twice, sending a spray of water over my back, but he didn’t pull away. If anything, he thrust upward to et when he just couldn’t get enough of it, his eyes glowing with a feral, dazed devotion.
"You are... so much," he choked out, his hands sliding up to cup my breasts, his slippery thumbs grazing my nipples with a sensitivity that made my vision blur. "The Land-Mother... is a storm."
"And you’re the one catching it," I countered, and then pushed my body forward, dropping my hands on the ground and kneeling upright.
With this, I had no issue picking up speed. And as I did this, Tahlor pushed his risk up so he could also get in on the action.
He thrust his cock forward, his hands gripping my ass as he pounded my insides rcilessly.
It felt so good, I was losing my mind again, my eyes rolling back, and my teeth nearly clattering at that very spot he was continuously hitting.
I could feel it. That heavy and hot pressure that was pooling up in my belly.
"Tha-lor..." I called, my lips dripping with saliva, and he kissed them. He kissed my mouth and muffled the moans that ca out as he picked up force, trying to puncture a hole right through .
The rhythm was so frantic that the sound of our bodies eting—the wet, slapping echo against the quiet of the night—was the only thing I could hear over the pounding of my own heart and breaking mind.
"Hah, wait... wait," I said, and he actually listened. Thalor stopped and looked at my face.
"Does it hurt?" He asked, but I shook my head.
It just felt too damn good to end it so quickly.
"Water," I whispered, "Give water."
Thalor nodded and brought his face close to mine, his violet eyes glowing, and then he locked his lips to mine.
He did the sa thing he did that night, feeding water with his mouth.
I gulped a few tis and then pulled back, panting, my insides squeezing even tighter, and I watched his face contort with a mix of agony and ecstasy.
"Much better," I said and then dropped my hips down again, clamping around him and eating him up from the inside, while his violet eyes were locked on mine as if he were trying to morize the way the moonlight hit my skin.
He began to thrust again, and I loved every second of it.
I felt the heat pooling up in my belly again, sharper and more demanding than before. I leaned down, pressing my chest against his, our heartbeats clashing in a wild, syncopated rhythm.
"Thalor... now," I gasped, my fingers digging into his wet hair.
He didn’t need to be told twice. He gripped my hips with a strength that felt like it would leave permanent marks, and with one final, earth-shaking surge, he drove himself deeper into .
I scread into the night, my body arching as the world exploded into a million shards of violet light, and I had the most powerful orgasm in a long ti while he splurged his seeds deep inside .
We collapsed together on the shore, the only sound our ragged, overlapping gasps and the gentle lap of the lake against his scales.
"You’re not just gorgeous," I suddenly began to say as I reached for his face with my trembling finger, tracing the line of his smooth, ethereal face. "But you’ve also got the stamina to boast. Is there anything you don’t have?"
Thalor held my hand and then pressed it to his lips before eting my eyes again.
"I can be anything and everything, just for you, Arinya."
His words made my heart skip a little, and I chuckled.
"Well, aren’t you a charr?"
I turned away from him and looked into the night sky. It was already so late.
"We’ve been out for a while," I said and turned back to look at him. "Shall we head back?"
But a flicker of disappointnt crossed his face as he heard we had to go back. For a mont longer, he wanted to stay like this, with , for a mont longer, and not have to worry about looking at another.
But he knew he couldn’t be too greedy. I had already given him the opportunity to be one of my mates, mark , and even consummate the marking.
That, in itself, was enough.
And so he smiled at and said,
"Yes, My Queen," I felt goosebumps and quickly brushed my hands.
"Brr, don’t say that. Just call Arinya." I said, and he laughed.
"Yes, Arinya."
Well, I should be glad he’s not insisting on calling Land-Mother. Haha, what a man.
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