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Cool night air blew in through Gwyn’s open window, its chilly touch a tantalizing caress across her skin.
Sleep was a little difficult tonight. The idea of needing to explore Azriel’s sexual anatomy for research made her…
Shy? No.
Nervous? Sure a little bit…
Wet? Yes .
She felt the drip of it between her folds every time she thought about what Azriel might be hiding under his clothes. If his tail played a part. If touching a sensitive vein on his wings would make him cum immediately.
Flopping back on the bed, Gwyn glanced at the paperwork on her bedside table. The questions in that packet permanently seared into her mind:
How do they procreate?
Live births or eggs?
Do they have other extremities involved in their sexual interactions?
Please describe the genitalia. In detail.
The list went on. All these things that she would need to ask Azriel.
Gods… images of her finger up his asshole while she asked him how his species procreated made her –
Well…horny as fuck.
Knock. Knock.
Gwyn sat up quickly as the soft knock brought her out of her musings.
Who was at her door at this hour?
She opened the door to find Azriel standing on the other side. His hair tousled about. Worry etched in his brow. As if he too had been tossing and turning in his bed
“Gwyn.”
Something tugged in her gut. Pooling deep in her core. A feeling that she knew exactly why Azriel was here.
“May I – come in?” He asked.
Gwyn nodded, stepping back to let him through. “Everything okay?” She asked.
Azriel stopped in the middle of her room before turning to face her. His shadows billowed about, sliding along the floor. Curling around Gwyn’s bare feet.
She blushed then, realizing she was in a sheer nightgown that barely skimmed her upper thigh.
Her peaked nipples were noticeable through the sheer fabric.
Azriel’s eyes wandered. Just a little. Until he pulled them back to her gaze.
He swallowed and said, “I can not explain copulation.”
“Oh –”
“It needs to be experienced.”
Gwyn blinked, “Ex - perienced?”
He nodded.
“Okay…so how do you propose –”
He closed the distance between them. His tail lazily swirling behind him. His wings flapped with excitement as he took a hold of her face. A gesture he’d done from the moment they met. “I want you to experience – with me.”
“Right now?” She asked, breathlessly.
“Yes.” His forehead rested on hers. Sharing a wave of his soothing vibrations.
“Okay – show me,” she said, the words tumbling from her lips.
Before she could say another word, Azriel was moving her. Lifting her with scarred hands curled under her thighs. His fingers dangerously close to her throbbing center.
She let out a ‘oof’ as Azriel deposited her on the bed.
His hands traveled up her torso, sliding along the silky nightdress. “Beautiful,” he whispered, his purr rolling the last syllable in that alien way she could never achieve.
He squeezed her breasts. Pinched and pulled at her nipples. Massaging them in his greedy touch.
Gwyn felt safe beneath his large form; caged between thick, solid thighs and muscled arms. His wings stretched out behind him, illuminated by the moonlight from her window. The thin, leathery appendages shrouded them in shadows. Making it feel like they were the only two beings in existence.
She knew Azriel would take care of her, be gentle and loving and fuck her hard if that’s what she begged for.
“If I say stop?” She asked.
“I stop.”
“If I say harder?”
His hand slid up her thigh as he said with a purr, “I make it harder.”
Gwyn let out a loud gasp, followed by nervous giggling as Azriel ripped open his pants and she laid eyes on his cock for the first time.
His long, ribbed shaft jutted out. Dark grey like the rest of him. Except for the upturned head. Which was a shade darker, flushed with the blood that filled his skin.
Gwyn's pussy clenched. Gods! Where was all that supposed to go?! She thought.
Azriel tossed the shredded fabric of his pants to the side and plunged between her legs, wrenching them open with strong, wide hands. He ripped her underwear too and tossed them with his pants.
Then something touched her, lightly.
Gwyn glanced down and oh gods it was the tip of his godsdamned tail. Sliding along her center and – it was already coated in a lubricant.
“Self…lubricating?” She asked, panting. The tip of his tail flicked against her clit in answer and holy gods above and below! He played with her entrance, mixing their slick. Spreading it around and around…
Then his tail ventured further. Towards her tight asshole which suddenly felt like it needed to be filled.
“Have you ever – ?” Azriel started to ask, but Gwyn knew where he was going with this.
“ Yes –” she panted, “Many times…” Azriel smiled at that and then his tail pushed against her puckered entrance…
Her head fell back against the pillow as the tip probed and pushed. Working her open.
She moaned and Azriel stilled at the sound. Never having heard her make such a lustful noise before. “Again,” he ordered. “Make that sound again.” His hands continued to move while he stared right into her eyes. His thumb sliding along her glistening seam.
She was gone, whining like a feral animal.
And Gwyn moaned again as the head of his cock pressed her folds open.
Gwyn’s legs fell further apart, her body aching and bowing for him. He rubbed the tip up and down, working his hand along his shaft.
“My penis lubricates itself too,” he whispered, the tip pressing deeper in. Then his monstrous cock slid into her tight, warm cunt with ease.
All the way to the hilt.
The ridges along his engorged shaft stimulated every nerve-ending. Coaxing a whine from her lips as they rubbed that sweet spot inside her. She needed his cock to move against her and never stop. Not until she was limp and deliciously bruised.
She needed more.
“Fuck me!” Gwyn called out.
And he does. Gods does he fuck her.
Pushing past her pulsating walls, her pussy filled to that point of blissful pain as he rocked slowly. Canting his hips in and out in a delicious rhythm while his tail continued to work her tight hole until he could enter her everywhere without resistance.
He explored her further, reaching down, Azriel rolled his thumb over her neglected clit. Stoking the burning desire inside her to a blazing inferno.
A sudden, intense vibration coming from his cock rocked through her.
“Fuck!” She cried. As his vibrating member sent her straight into her first orgasm.
“Yes. Louder, Gwyn!” Azriel grunted.
His hips moved faster, slamming into her as his tail finally breached her puckered hole and he filled her completely.
Wholly and fully.
“Oh fuck… oh fuck – oh gods Azriel!” She came again. Shuttering in his hold as he rode her through it.
Harder and faster.
Going deeper with every plunge.
Just as she was pushed to her breaking point, Azriel stilled, holding his extremities inside her he asked her something she never thought she'd be asked, “Can I implant my egg inside you?”
Gwyn stared up at him. “ You have eggs?”
“Yes. Our species carries both eggs and sperm and can implant the egg in any –”
“Will it hatch?” she asked, cutting him off.
The need to release another orgasm was building and this conversation was taking way too long…
“If I ejaculate my seed while the egg is in your womb and they take hold, then yes. It will hatch.”
A warm sensation filled her. The need to be filled not only with his cum, but with his egg too. The thought had her writhing beneath him.
“Fuck it,” she blurted. “Do it. For science. Now Azriel…do it now!”
Her walls clenched, her body shaking as he hit her so deep she could feel the head of his cock open against her cervix and –
“ Holy gods…oh gods oh gods ohhhhhh!”
She felt the egg as it traveled through his ovipositor, squeezing past her vaginal opening. Then an immense pressure as it pushed deep inside her.
It was pain and pleasure all in one and gods she was addicted.
She bellowed as she came, scratching at Azriel’s back, clenching herself around any part of him she could reach - and all at once she saw stars as a tingling sensation flowed through her.
She hadn't realized she'd been screaming his name until she was coming down from her orgasmic high.
Azriel stayed sheathed inside her, his cum still filling her. Coating the egg.
He rubbed her temple with his scarred thumbs and whispered, “Does that help to fill out your packet?”
Gwyn nodded. “Mhmmm.”
“Did I break you?” True concern flashed across his face.
She laughed and mumbled, “No. Well, maybe in a good way.”
Azriel smiled. His hazel eyes lighting up, “Good. I'd be sad if I did.”
Gwyn giggled, then moaned as the movement stirred another wave of heat inside her.
“So…wanna go again? I think I need more data.”
Azriel answered her with a deep, longing kiss. And they went again…and again…and again…