Chapter 90: Riding The Hottest Wave 2 [18+]
Despite Aster’s slight fatigue, he himself wasn’t satisfied, so he impulsively took Stahl up on it, requesting a blowjob. If Stahl was disappointed that he hadn’t asked to continue their intercourse, she didn’t show it, and once she was done shivering from the seductive rumble of Aster’s voice, she immediately turned him over on the bed, sat on her knees, and slid his still-glistening member into her mouth without hesitation.
Stahl was surprised at just how fully her mate had recovered from his release about five minutes ago; his dick had quickly come to a full and throbbing erection under his mate’s enthusiastic ministrations, clearly ready and eager for more action.
Aster laid back and relaxed as Stahl continued her efforts, enjoying the sight of her silver hair pooling between his legs as his arousal grew, and before long he was ready to mount her for the second time that night
"Would you get on all fours for me, Stahl?" It came out so abruptly that Stahl couldn’t help but burst out laughing, causing Aster’s face to turn red with embarrassment.
She noticed and hurried to fix her slip up. "Of course, my mate... anything you want." Who was she to refuse her mate’s desire to get even more rough with her?
Face down on the bed, Stahl swiveled her hips to shift her big butt cheeks from one side to the other. She could hear Aster stroking up and down his length and wondered where all this sudden savvy had come from.
Slapping her ass playfully, she tried to further coax him to get rowdy with her. As it turns out, she didn’t need to try so hard, and within seconds, Aster was behind his mate, mounting her with vigor.
Somehow, he felt bigger in her than before. It wasn’t difficult to fill her with a few deft strokes into her sloppy wetness, but that last inch was that one inch too deep for her.
’Is it the moon? Definitely not...’ Stahl thought, realizing at that moment that she had made a demon out of a crybaby. And that she was about to be at the full mercy of what she had created.
Every time Aster bottomed out, she was being punched in the cervix. He was now bigger by a full inch or two. Maybe he wasn’t any bigger than the average beastman. Maybe it was just how enthusiastic Aster now seemed to be, fueled by a determination to split his mate in half, it felt like.