Hello, long time no see, I'm sorry for not updating cause writer block has been annoying. Not to mention, I've been preparing for our graduation day on July 9. Sooo, yeah.
Just letting you know that upcoming chapters will be pure smut with some minor plot. Hope you guys don't mind.
By the way, I've been drafting a Taimanin fic where mc who looked like a shota mix with Naraka Flame Dyrroth. His first waifu is Astaroth.
It's inspired by a Snippet fic and Wish of the dragon. I've written over 15 chapters of it and am thinking of posting 3 chapters. What do you think?
That aside, enjoy.
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Morty stood, his massive form looming over Kiara as he wiped her juices from his face with the back of his hand. His eyes, now glowing with an otherworldly intensity, raked over her vulnerable form, drinking in every curve and contour.
Kiara, her chest heaving, stared back at him with a mix of admiration and desire.She could feel the heat radiating off his body, the power coiled within his muscles. It was intoxicating, addictive.
Slowly, she rose to her feet, her movements graceful despite the tremors still coursing through her.She stepped closer to Morty, her hands coming to rest on his chest, fingers splayed against his firm pectorals.
"You are... impressive, Vah'Rak," she murmured, her voice husky with lingering passion.
"I have never been pleasured so thoroughly." Morty smirked, his hands settling on her hips.
Morty's smirk widened into a predatory grin as he felt his alien anatomy responding to Kiara's proximity. With a low growl, he watched as two thick, ridged phalluses emerged from concealed sheaths within his hips, uncoiling like serpents eager for their prey. The appendages pulsed and throbbed, glistening with pre-cum as they hovered mere inches from Kiara's dual entrances.
Kiara's eyes widened at the sight, a mix of excitement and apprehension coursing through her.She had never seen anything like it, and the sheer size and complexity of Morty's alien equipment both thrilled and intimidated her.She could feel the heat emanating from the ridged surfaces, the promise of intense pleasure and possibly pain.
"By the gods," she breathed, her hands tightening on Morty's chest.
"You're... you're enormous. Both of them."
Morty's grin turned smug as he watched Kiara's reaction, his ego swelling along with his dual appendages.
"You're damn right I am," hegrowled, his voice dripping with arrogance.
"I'm an alpha, sweetheart. The strongest, most dominant male in the universe. And you're about to find out what that means."
He grabbed her hips roughly, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he pulled her flush against him. His throbbing phalluses pressed against her entrance, the ridges teasing her folds.
"I'm going to dominate you, Kiara,"he purred, his hot breath ghosting over her ear.
"I'm going to breed you, fill you with my seed, and watch as it takes root in your womb. You'll bear my strong, alien children, and you'll love every fucking minute of it."
Kiara gasped, her body trembling with a mix of fear and anticipation.
Kiara's mind raced as Morty's words sank in. She had always been strong, independent, but there was something about this alien's dominance that called to a primal part of her. A part she hadn't known existed until now.
She looked up at him, her eyes blazing with a mixture of defiance and desire.
"You talk a big game, alpha," she challenged, her voice steady despite the racing of her heart.
"But can you back it up?"
Without waiting for an answer, she reached down and grabbed one of his throbbing phalluses, guiding it to her entrance.She teased the tip against her folds, coating it in her arousal before slowly sinking down onto it.A moan escaped her lips as the ridges stretched her, filling her in a way she had never experienced before. Morty groaned, his head falling back as Kiara's tight heat engulfed him.
Kiara's moan turned into a scream of pleasure as Morty began to move, his hips snapping forward in powerful thrusts. He ravaged her pussy without mercy, his ridged phallus hitting depths she didn't know existed. The pleasure was intense, bordering on pain, and Kiara found herself clawing at Morty's back, her nails digging into his skin.
"Fuck!"she cried out, her head thrown back in ecstasy.
"You're so big! So deep!"Morty growled, his pace never faltering as he pounded into her. His other phallus, neglected for the moment, bobbed and twitched with each thrust, leaving trails of pre-cum on Kiara's stomach.
"Take it, bitch," he snarled, his voice guttural with lust.
"Take every inch of my alien cock."
Kiara's screams of pleasure echoed through the room as Morty continued his relentless assault on her pussy. His thick, ridged phallus stretched her to her limits, each thrust sending shockwaves of ecstasy through her body. She felt her mind beginning to haze over, her thoughts consumed by the overwhelming sensation of being dominated by this powerful alien.
"Yes,yes!"she cried out, her voice hoarse from screaming.
"Fuck me, alpha! Use me!"
Morty's grin widened, his eyes glowing with triumph as he watched Kiara succumb to his dominance. Heknew she was close, her body trembling and convulsing around his phallus. With a final, brutal thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, his knot swelling and locking him in place.
Kiara screamed as the knot stretched her even further, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave.
Morty felt the knot expand within Kiara, sealing her tightly to him as she climaxed around him. Her muscles clenched and pulsed, her juices flooding over the base of his phallus as he began to swell even further, filling her completely.
As her body continued to shiver and convulse with pleasure, he leaned in to kiss her, claiming her mouth with the same fierceness he claimed her pussy.
His tongue invaded her mouth, tasting her sweetness mingled with the musk of their mating as he felt his orgasm approaching. With a roar that seemed to shake the very foundations of the room, he erupted inside her, his hot seed filling her to the brim.
Kiara's eyes rolled back in her head as she felt the alien heat flood her womb, her body responding with an intensity that left her boneless and trembling in his embrace.
Morty flipped Kiara onto her stomach with ease, her limp body yielding to his strength. Hepositioned himself behind her, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he admired the sight of her red, swollen pussy and the trail of his cum dripping from it.
Kiara looked back at him over her shoulder, her eyes glazed with a mix of exhaustion and eager anticipation. Despite the intense fucking she had just received, her body yearned for more of Morty's alien touch.
"Again,"she whispered, her voice hoarse.
"Fuck me again, alpha. I need it."Morty growled, his phalluses already hardening and emerging from their sheaths once more. He pressed the tips against Kiara's entrance, teasing her with the promise of more pleasure.
"Are you sure you can handle it?" he taunted, his voice low and husky.
"I'm not gentle the second time."
Kiara's response was immediate and desperate.
"Yes!"she cried, pushing her hips back against him.
"I can take it, alpha.Give it to me hard!" Morty smirked, pleased by her eagerness. Without warning, he slammed into her, his dual phalluses stretching her once again. Kiara screamed, her fingers clawing at the bedsheets as Morty began to pound into her with brutal force.
His hips moved like a piston, driving into her relentlessly as he gripped her hips hard enough to bruise. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room, punctuated by Kiara's cries and Morty's guttural grunts.Kiara's mind blanked, her world narrowing to the intense sensation of being filled and used. She pushed back against Morty, meeting his thrusts as her body was pushed closer and closer to the edge of another orgasm.
Morty wrapped his arms around Kiara's neck, pulling her closer as he continued to claim her from behind. His phalluses pumped in and out of her with an almost feral rhythm, the sound of their bodies slapping together a testament to their passionate frenzy.
As he kissed her, his teeth grazed her lower lip, sending shivers of desire through her body. His tongue danced with hers, a silent demand for submission that she eagerly gave. Each thrust brought with it a new wave of pleasure, her walls stretching and clenching around him as he filled her completely.
The pressure from the knot at the base of his phallus grew more intense, the promise of his release imminent. Kiara's own orgasm was building again, the sensation of his alien anatomy pushing her past any limits she had ever known. Her breath came in ragged gasps, mingling with the wet sounds of their lovemaking as she arched her back to give him deeper access.
Morty felt the tension in Kiara's body as she reached the peak of her second climax, her pussy spasming around his thick phalluses. With a triumphant roar, he released his second load of potent seed deep within her, feeling the warmth spread through her as he continued to pulse and throb inside her quivering depths. Her cries grew louder, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm as his knot swelled and locked them together once more. He reached around to squeeze her breasts, the feel of her soft flesh in his hands only adding to his own pleasure as he filled her completely. The scent of their mating filled the air, a heady mix of sweat, arousal, and the unique musk of their combined species. His hips slowed, his grip on her tightening as his climax waned, leaving them both gasping for breath. The knot remained, a symbol of his claim over her, a part of him still lodged within her, marking her as his own.
Kiara collapsed forward onto the rocky surface, her legs giving out from the intense pleasure that still reverberated through her body. She could feel Morty's warmth still inside her, the knot preventing any escape of his seed as it began to swell even larger. Her entire body was covered in a fine sheen of sweat, and her heart raced as she tried to catch her breath. She knew that this was just the beginning of a long, passionate moment filled with the exotic, alien pleasures that only a Vah'Rak alpha could provide.
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After a while, Morty and Kiara finished their lovemaking and cleansed themselves in the warm water. The air between them was still thick with heat, but a comfortable silence settled as they basked in the afterglow.
As Morty shifted back into his human form, stretching his limbs, Kiara watched with a satisfied smirk. Then, her gaze turned curious.
"So, Vah'Rak," she purred, trailing her fingers lazily through the water.
"Are you joining the Drak'Quor?"
Her tone carried a challenge, the name of the Krootabulan hunting tournament rolling off her tongue with an almost teasing lilt.
Morty nodded, his expression firm as he met Kiara's gaze.
"Yeah, my grandmother needs the prize from the tournament, so I'll be joining. Besides..." He smirked slightly, stretching his shoulders.
"It actually sounds kinda fun."
Kiara's eyes gleamed with approval, her sharp teeth showing in a pleased grin.
"Good. I was hoping you'd say that," she said, stepping closer.
"A warrior like you deserves to prove himself in the Drak'Quor." Her fingers trailed over his chest for a moment before she turned, leading the way back.
The two made their way through the bustling festival grounds, the air still carrying the scent of grilled meats and exotic spices. The sounds of drums and alien chatter filled the air, making the atmosphere feel alive with energy.
As they neared the marketplace, Morty spotted Summer and Morticia standing by a vendor, their arms full of shopping bags filled with strange trinkets and alien fabrics.
Summer noticed them first, her eyes narrowing at the sight of Morty walking beside the tall, strikingly alien woman.
"Who's this?" she asked, eyebrow raised.
Before Morty could answer, Kiara stepped forward confidently.
"I am Kiara of the Krootabulan. And you two... are you also Morty's mates?" she asked, tilting her head curiously.
Summer and Morticia froze, their faces instantly flushing red.
"W-What?!" Summer stammered, nearly dropping one of her bags. Morticia glanced at Morty with wide eyes before looking away, her blush deepening.
Kiara chuckled at their reactions, clearly amused.
"I see," she mused, crossing her arms.
"Well, you are both fortunate. He is quite the warrior."
Morty rubbed the back of his head awkwardly, avoiding their stares.
"Uh... yeah, we should, uh, probably get going."