Territorial Lust

"I can't wait to see you fat with my eggs..."

Nalu chuffed lightly, pussy tight around him, tail flicking back and forth, their musk something that they could not escape. It had become more usual to feel it, the affects tickling at their senses, even though it was more potent than ever. The desire of it, how thick and wanton it was, settled around them, two like minds seeking the same. The gryphoness gulped it in headily, breath after breath, though even the raptor's cock slipping to her tail hole, separate from her slit unlike in his case, did not pause her lust.

That was exquisite, a tightness closing around his shaft that could not be denied. It pulsed around his length but the gryphoness was not in control of her muscles, tail flicking up against him, Keither's vision wavering before his very eyes. The fog of it all closed in around, secluding them away from the outside world, languishing in each other's pleasure and attention for as long as the two of them field.

Bodies undulating together ached for more, her cock pulsing, hard and wanton, spilling more cum over her lower stomach, soaking into her fur. The raptor murmured something about washing off in the lake afterwards but Nalu's head swam with such musky lust that she couldn't think of anything else. Just what else could there be in the world for either of them when breeding need pressed in around from all directions?

She didn't care, the flex of his body against hers intoxicating, cock driving deep, spreading her tail hole open again and again. A clawed hind foot propped itself up against her hip for a little extra leverage as he bore in, his glands spilling more and more of his musky essence. It was like hers, in a way, his body designed just as much for her as she was for him, enticing her in, his heart beating harder and faster even as the pace of their fornication slowed down.

That it was gentler and lighter did not mean that it did not have to be heated, his shaft enjoying the closing in of her warm body around him. His shaft hit all the right spots, every thrust forcing a little more cream from her pussy, seed slopping out, drooling down the line of her slit and around his cock as it stretched out her tail hole. There was nothing else that Nalu could have wanted, clinging to him, her claws digging in before the crook of his elbow, which was just as well for her, considering the spines behind. She would have to learn, in time, to at least be careful when it came to that side of things.

But not in that moment. For that time, Keither was in charge, leading her on, bringing her to throbbing orgasm after orgasm as lust ached between them. It was not something that could be spent in any other way, gasping and moaning, fluttering pulses of breath coming up against each other. Muscles tensed and relaxed in the rhythm of climax, Keither's tail lifting, spraying just like a skunk, yet his command of the moment would soon pass back to Nalu, sharing lust back and forth just as the two of them were meant to.

Maybe later, Keither would tell her that his scent was skunk-like too, though he did not think that that was something that she cared to worry about in the heat of the moment, passion flickering up, hot and heady. He lapped at her bare expanse of her throat, nipping and nibbling, the gryphoness near catatonic in a sate of lust unlike anything else. He chuckled at her state, nuzzling into her neck and down her chest, admiring the gleam of her feathers even as he shook and spent yet another load into her tight hole.

So warm... It was good to be deep inside a willing body all over again, a new partner, someone who could bring even more tingling lust to his hide. He needed that, the freshness of it all, something new to bring life to his body, his mind alight with desire. It was all good to fuck the same partners so many times over but he could not and would never deny himself the chance to explore. And he hadn't even gotten the chance to meet the other gryphons that lived in the northern territory as yet...

Maybe that was why Nalu had come at that time, coming home to share her body with him. Keither grunted, eyes closed, crooning and chattering softly to her.

Only time would tell just how many clutches of eggs the two of them would bear.