Page 13 of Thon
Gods. Little spasms quiver through her—little bursts of almost-orgasm, her nerves firing, her skin tingling, and she uses the pleasure to bear down on Thon, working him into her body by agonizing millimeters. He feels so much larger this way, his girth threatening to split her open at the seams. Sticking half-out of her body, his pebbled cock looks delicious and obscene, so utterly inhuman that Krista feels her insides flutter at the sight of them joined this way, her labia flared wide around his slippery girth. That low growl starts up again from somewhere in Thon’s chest, vibrating through Krista so deeply that she moans, squirming restlessly on his dick until she feels her body swallow a little more of him. Swaying forward, she captures the rim of his ear in her teeth, making him hiss.
“Look at you, all controlled,” she marvels. She can see the cost of it on Thon’s face. She can see what his incredible restraint is doing to him. Perspiration beads across the Harkurian’s forehead, his expression a snarling rictus. He’s gorgeous in his ferocity. “You could slam your whole dick into me right now, but you won’t.”
“I want to,” Thon hisses, quiet and filthy. His cock twitches inside of her, easing the way forward with his copious lubrication.
“I know you do,” Krista babbles helplessly in his ear. “I can feel how you do. Have you ever stuffed someone this full? Gods, I can feel all of you."
“Krista,” the Harkurian snarls suddenly, “I’m too close.”
Suddenly, he bottoms out. Krista looks down, her lips parting in surprise. She has taken all of him. The entire Harkurian. “Oh shit,” she says softly, letting Thon gather her cautiously to his chest, his hands sliding up her back and clamping down on her shoulders, where he holds her there on his cock like he thinks she might go somewhere. He buries his face in her neck, snuffling at her damp skin in small, panting breaths.
“Just a … just a moment …”
It isn’t as though Krista minds. She’s still adjusting to the ravaging size of him. She thinks Thon is fighting off ejaculation, but the pause suits Krista just fine. Even the proximity is surprisingly … fine. He’s embracing her, and despite his dick pulsing rhythmically inside of her it’s the sort of intimacy that ought to make Krista uncomfortable. She should be more concerned that this behavior is clingy, but it’s actually pretty nice. She leans her head against his and sighs, feeling her tight muscles start to loosen agreeably for all the happy hormones in her system.
Thon shifts them, tipping Krista back a little, and moves his hips. It’s a small thrust, a few inches out, a few in, but Krista swears she can feel every last one of his nodes.
“Ohfuck,”she breathes. “Again.”
He does it again. And again, his pace quickening into small, sharp little thrusts that cram all of that fluid directly into Krista’s cervix. There’s nowhere else for it to go. Thon’s face remains where it is and he’s using her throat to muffle his quiet grunts. Krista’s whole body brightens in response. Lightning arcs down her spine with each new jab, radiating through her in hot bursts of light. She’s close to a precipice, feels Thon building it beneath her feet, driving her higher, higher—
Thon pulls himself out of her in one smooth motion, breaking the seal he’s had on her pussy and, all at once, releasing the slippery lubricant he’s been pumping in there. It gushes out in a torrent, making Krista gasp. The gasp turns into a helpless moan as he fills her up again in one solid thrust. That small, shattered sound must do something for Thon because he pauses a moment to savor it, his breath leaving him in a long exhale. Then it’s like a switch flips somewhere in his brain and he lifts Krista again, gathering his legs beneath him and tipping her back.
Allthe way back.
Krista’s shoulders land amongst the fluffy pelts and for a moment Thon curls over her, dwarfing her completely beneath him, then he gathers her back to his chest, his face at her throat, their bodies flush, and helaysinto her. If Krista thought his previous thrusts were powerful, she was mistaken. He has her by the shoulders for leverage and she’s not going anywhere, locked into place as he ruts into her mercilessly. His pelvis grinds over her clit every time he sheathes himself fully in her. This is how Krista's orgasm finds her. There is no buildup, no warning, just an abrupt, overwhelming bliss that rips through her like a summer storm. Krista goes rigid beneath the Harkurian as every muscle she has clamps down.
Krista doesn’t shout, but Thon does, startled right over the edge by the reality of Krista’s pleasure. He buries himself as deep as he will go, then freezes atop her, his cock jerking rhythmically as he floods her body with pulse after pulse of come. She knows this is the real deal because the liquid heat inside of her grows exponentially hotter and the pressure builds until a second orgasm tiptoes in right behind the first—or maybe the first one never truly ended. She’s riding along the razor edge of pleasure when Thon begins toswellinside her, his new girth flaring out against Krista’s overstretched insides. And she loses it all over again, stars bursting behind her eyelids as she comes so hard that the world fades briefly into loose, blurry thoughts and intense,endless—
Thon rips himself free with a small cry, leaving Krista immediately empty as he lets some of his weight settle atop her. The hot, solid line of his cock swells between them, searing like a brand across her belly as she arches beneath him, gasping at the sudden shock of it. He’s still coming, his body contracting hard with each searing stripe of wasted semen that splashes over Krista’s abdomen.
“W-what—” Krista rasps. Her throat is either dry or it’s trying to close, reminding her insistently that this was supposed to be different.
Scattered thoughts begin to coalesce as Krista's thinking brain crash lands into her body with a vengeance. She’s no expert on children, but she knows that the semen has to goinsidethe body to make one. What was this, then? What the fuck was this?
Thon has no idea that Krista has just gone cold and rigid beneath him. He tucks his face into her shoulder and rides it out, holding the brunt of his weight off of her with quivering arms and moaning as though he’s in agony.
“S-sorry,” he breathes through the shudders. “Wasn’t—I wasn’t—I’m sorry.”
“What happened?” Krista demands. All she wants is to pull away, but she can’t. She has a Harkurian draped over her like the galaxy’s heaviest blanket. “What is happening right now?”
“I lost control,” Thon says into Krista’s throat. The stark humiliation in his voice is the only reason why Krista hasn’t tried to find her knife and fight her way from this camp. “I shouldn’t have—I nearly locked us together—”
Krista's thoughts tumble erratically around her skull, refusing to coalesce through her growing panic. “Y-you—Okay, but you said. You said that the lock was for breeding. Right?” Suddenly, Krista feels stifled, like she can’t get enough air. What were they doing if not breeding? What has this been? “Get off of me.”
Finding strength in her mounting horror, she shoves at Thon, but he’s quick to move the moment she protests, rolling off of her onto the pelts at her side. He looks flabbergasted, staring down at her with his pretty mouth open.
"Did I hurt you?"
“Did youhurtme?” Krista repeats raggedly. Something inside of her is trying to break, to go foggy with terror and betrayal and fury and horror, but she won’t allow it. She can’t allow the storm to hit until she understands. "You pulled out!"
“Yes, of course. I—” Thon swallows and starts again, his eyes blinking hard and alarmed. “Locking into you on our first joining would have been irresponsible. Too much stretch. Too new.”
“I wasfine,”Krista fires back, moving to sit up and freezing when she realizes what a mess she’s in, literally and also less literally.
“You would not have been fine. I promise you would not have been—” Thon shifts his bulk away from her, his brow drawn low and unhappy as he gives her more space. “My intent was to avoid harm. I did not wish to cause you injury or—or frighten you.”
He says the last part very tentatively like he knows he’s already done that.