“Yes, Master.” Grasping his thick shaft in her little hand, she fit the flaring crown to her pussy mouth once more.
They were both watching as Dra’vik’s massive head slipped into her soft little mouth and he couldn’t help groaning at the erotic sight of her opening to take him.
“Gods, little girl, that’s so fucking hot,” he growled. “Now come down on me, slide down and take my cock deep in that tight little cunt of yours.”
“Yes, Master,” she whispered and then she was lowering herself, her pussy opening to take more and more of him as she slowly slid down the length of his shaft.
As Dra’vik watched his cock disappear inside her, he thought he had never seen anything as erotic as her little pussy swallowing his cock. She was so much smaller than him, and yet the compounds from his tongue made it possible for her to take a cock that would normally have been much too big for her, deep in her soft, curvy body.
At last, she reached his Knot. Looking up, she gave Dra’vik an uncertain frown.
“I…I just don’t know,” she whispered.
“Until you take my Bonding Knot in your pussy, my Breeding Barb can’t engage, little girl,” he reminded her. “Which means I can’t make you pregnant and fill your belly with my baby.”
He put one big hand over her belly, as though to illustrate his point. She was curvy but most of her weight was in her breasts and hips and thighs and her belly wasn’t large. He could vaguely see the outside of his shaft, filling her almost completely.
“Don’t you want me to breed you?” Dra’vik asked her softly. “If you’ve changed your mind, we can wait, little girl. I won’t be angry—sometimes you need a little while to be sure.”
A determined look came over Iyanna’s lovely face with his words and she shook her head.
“No, I don’t need time, I want you to breed me. Now!”
On the last word, she pushed herself all the way down and Dra’vik felt his Bonding Knot slide into her pussy mouth.
He groaned and gripped her hips tighter as he felt himself enter her completely. And then his Knot began to swell.
“God!” Iyanna moaned, looking down between them, where he was filling her. “I’ve never felt anything like this before! Are…are you breeding me yet?”
“No, little girl—I’m knotting you,” Dra’vik told her. “My Barb won’t engage until my Bonding Knot swells completely to tie us together.”
“It’s so big!” she whispered, shifting her hips a little, as though to make more room inside herself.
“I know, but you took it all,” Dra’vik told her softly. “So proud of you, taking my whole cock deep in your pussy, little girl—even the Knot.” He cupped her cheek and looked into her eyes. “You’re my good girl, letting me fuck you so deep and knot your tight little cunt with my cock.”
She moaned and shivered against him and Dra’vik leaned forward to hug her briefly.
“It’s almost time,” he murmured as he stroked her back and shoulders. “Almost time for the breeding. Are you ready?”
“I…I think so,” Iyanna whispered. “I…I’ll do my best to let you breed me, Master.”
“You’re doing fine,” Dra’vik assured her. “Better than fine. In just a minute my knot will finish swelling and then you’re going to feel my Breeding Barb engage.”
She looked up at him.
“I will?”
Dra’vik nodded.
“When that happens, you’ll feel a quick little jab and then my barb will start injecting your body with hormones.” He gave her a speculative look. “I don’t know if you’re one of those females who can feel herself ovulating, but this will be a strong pulling sensation and a deep need to be filled.”
“It will? I’ll feel that?”
“More than that,” Dra’vik assured her. “Because at the same time, the mouth of your womb is going to open, just enough to suck the tip of my cock. When you feel that—it will be like another mouth opening inside you—then I’ll start to come, spilling my seed directly into your womb.”
“And breeding me,” Iyanna whispered.
“Yes, I’ll be breeding you,” Dra’vik growled, stroking her cheek again. “At that point, the pleasure chemicals will peak and you’ll be coming with me—bonding the two of us together for life.”
“For life,” she whispered, looking up at him and he saw love and acceptance in her eyes—eagerness and hope for their future.
“Yes, for life, little girl,” he murmured. Ducking down low to reach her mouth, he gave her a tender kiss. “Are you ready? My Knot has almost finished tying us together.”
“Yes.” She nodded. “Yes, Dra’vik, I’m ready. Breed me and make me pregnant—bond me to you for the rest of our lives.”
“That’s exactly what I’m going to do, little girl,” he growled.
And then he felt his Knot finished swelling and knew that she was securely knotted and nothing could separate them until the breeding was over.