“You could eventually, with the help of my compounds,” he acknowledged. “Of course, I would have to open you with my tongue.”
“Open me? How…what do you mean?” Iyanna asked breathlessly.
He raised an eyebrow.
“You really want to know?”
She nodded.
“I do—please.”
“All right,” he rumbled. “You may have noticed I have, er, special control of my tongue. I can change its shape…and I can also change its size.”
“You can?” Iyanna was fascinated. “Really?”
He nodded.
“Really. So in order to open you—in order to get you ready to take my shaft—I would have to put my tongue inside you. Deep inside, to spread my compounds. And then, slowly, I’d let my tongue swell until it was the size of my shaft. That’s how I’d open you to get you ready for fucking. For breeding,” he added, giving her an intense look.
Iyanna shivered.
“That’s really how you do it?”
Dra’vik shrugged.
It’s the only way for a Monstrum my size to breed a female your size, little girl. Even the secretions of the pleasure blooms back on the Mother Ship wouldn’t help if I didn’t open you first with my tongue.”
“Does…does it hurt?” Iyanna asked softly. She wasn’t opposed to a little sexual pain—in fact, she rather liked the idea. But she couldn’t help feeling a little intimidated by the way he was speaking so matter-of-factly about opening her pussy wide enough to take his massive shaft.
“Does it hurt to be opened? No.” He shook his head. “But does it hurt to be bred by a Drake Monstrum?” He nodded soberly. “Yes. That can hurt.”
“But why? If you’d already opened me, why would it hurt?” Iyanna protested.
He shook his head.
“Not gonna talk about that right now, little girl. The same way I’m not going to breed you.”
“Okay, we don’t have to talk about that. But why do you always say ‘breed’ instead of fuck or make love?” Iyanna asked him curiously.
“Because with a Drake Monstrum there is no fucking or making love—there’s only breeding,” he said darkly. “We can’t have ‘casual sex’ like you humans do. If I put my shaft in your soft little pussy, it will be to bond you to me and fill your pussy with my seed, which would have permanent consequences. And that’s all you need to know about that, little girl.”
Iyanna saw he wasn’t going to explain further and that he wasn’t going to make love to her either. But she didn’t want this encounter to be over.
“Will you let me feel it? Feel what it’s like to be opened with…with your tongue?” she asked softly. “After all, you have me pinned to the bed, all spread out for you,” she added, nodding down to where his big hands were still pressed to her inner thighs. “I’m in the right position, aren’t I?”
A hungry light came into his eyes and his long fingers tightened on her thighs.
“Gods, little girl, are you sure you want me to do that?”
“Yes.” Iyanna arched her back, giving him the same intense look he was giving her. “Yes, I want to feel your tongue inside me, opening me just for you, Master.”
Her dirty words produced a deep, hungry growl and Dra’vik licked his lips in apparent anticipation.
“You asked for it, little girl. Prepare to be opened.”
Leaning down, he lapped her pussy with long, hot strokes of his tongue, making her moan and gasp as it slid over her aching clit.
Then, just as she was feeling close to coming again, Dra’vik ducked his head and slipped his tongue inside her.
If she’d been doing this with a human man, Iyanna was willing to bet she would barely have felt it. A human tongue simply wasn’t made for deep penetration. But a Drake Monstrum’s apparently was.
She felt every inch of it sliding inside her, hot and wet until he reached the end of her channel. And then, it began to grow.
Iyanna gasped as she felt the big Drake’s tongue thicken, swelling to stretch her inner walls. She couldn’t see anything, because his mouth was fastened over her pussy. But she could feel his tongue getting bigger and bigger. And she could also feel herself opening for him as the compounds in his saliva worked on her, allowing her to stretch in ways she never had before.
“Oh!” she gasped, her hands clenching at her sides. The feeling was intense but not painful—it was like flexing a muscle she’d never known that she had for the first time.
And then she felt the top of his tongue rubbing something sensitive inside her.
All her life, Iyanna had thought the G spot was a myth. Ian had certainly never been able to find hers—hell, her ex had barely been able to find her clit! But now she could feel the big Drake’s tongue rubbing an incredibly sensitive place inside her, giving her a pleasure that was somehow deeper than the kind she got from touching her clit.