Enticed by the Satyr (Kindred Tales)

“Mia…” His breathing had grown ragged. “Mia, please…”

“I’ll never forget this,” Mia assured him, as she continued to caress the thick, curving horns with both hands. “I’ll never forget being here with you, feeling you so deep inside me, knowing how much we love each other…”

“Oh, Gods!” Storn gasped and suddenly she felt a fresh wash of warm tingles deep inside her. Then his shaft began to swell inside her. No, not his shaft—his Knot, she realized. It was getting even bigger, stretching her inner walls in a way she had never been stretched before.

“What…what’s happening?” she asked, looking at Storn with wide eyes.

“I think you know.” His deep voice was strained. “My Mating Knot—it’s tying us together.”

“Oh!” Mia exclaimed. “But why? I…I tried to hold still! I didn’t do anything to, er, stimulate you—did I?”

“You were stroking my horns.” His voice was hoarse. “It is…most stimulating. More than you know.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry!” Mia drew her hands away at once but Storn shook his head.

“No, it’s too late now,” he growled. “I’m trying to hold myself back, but at any moment I fear that the head of my shaft will find the mouth of your womb.”

“Let it then!” Recklessly, Mia threw her legs around his hips and drew him closer.

Storn’s eyes went wide.

“Mia, no!” he protested, but it was too late.

As the final thick inch of his shaft entered her and their pelvises met, Mia felt a sucking sensation deep inside her and she knew the head of his cock had attached itself to the mouth of her womb.

Immediately, the tingling warmth began to bathe her there, his pre-seed coaxing her body to open to him, getting her ready to be bred by him, to receive his seed directly inside her womb.

“Gods, lovely one—what have you done?” Storn growled, frowning. “I’m completely inside you and my shaft is giving your womb the Breeding Kiss. I won’t be able to pull out now until I shoot my seed inside you.”

“Do it then,” Mia challenged him. “Breed me and bond me, Storn! Fill me up and tie you to me. That way we’ll never be apart. That’s what I want—to be with you always!”

“I shouldn’t,” Storn groaned. “I don’t want to take you into danger, lovely one!”

“Right now you’re taking me into pleasure,” Mia pointed out. Shifting her hips, she wiggled a little, moving his thickness in and out of her pussy just a little bit. “We can worry about everything else later.”

“Later then,” Storn agreed, apparently giving in at last. “For now, I’ll concentrate on bonding you to me and filling your womb with my seed.”

Mia moaned encouragement as he began to move inside her again. This time his thrusts were shorter but more concentrated—a kind of deep, grinding action that pressed the head of his cock in a steady, sucking rhythm against the end of her channel.

With every thrust, she could feel herself opening more as he bathed her inner pussy with his pre-seed. The feeling was unexpectedly intense and erotic. Mia thought it was almost as though he was stimulating nerve endings she hadn’t known she had. As though the chemical compounds his body produced were causing the mouth of her womb to feel almost like a second clit, buried deep within her body. Slowly, with each deep thrust, her pleasure began to grow.

As the big Satyr Kindred ground inside her, she gripped him even tighter, loving the feel of his silky fur against her bare legs and lower belly. Reaching up, she began to rub his horns again. Now that she knew how incredibly sensitive they really were, she intended to take every advantage of her new knowledge. She wanted him to come inside her and fill her with his seed. Only then could they be bonded together and once that happened, he couldn’t leave her behind—she was sure of it.

“Ah, Mia,” he groaned low in his throat. “Your hungry little pussy is so tight around me! Almost feels like you’re milking me, begging me to shoot inside you.”

“That’s exactly what I’m doing—I want you to fill me,” Mia told him. The intense pleasure was still growing inside her—the feeling that he had turned the end of her channel into a kind of second clit which he was stimulating relentlessly, pushing her higher and higher…

“Fill me up, Storn,” she begged recklessly. “Come inside me—I want you to! Bond me to you, make me yours!”

“Gods, lovely one—I can’t help it—can’t stop it,” he growled hoarsely. “Have to give you the Breeding Kiss—have to bond you to me!”

And then she felt an even stronger suction at the end of her channel. This feeling was accompanied by a heated rush and then the feeling of a mouth opening somewhere deep inside her, opening to drink in everything he was giving her as Storn’s shaft pumped his seed deep inside her.