Lir’s claws dig into Dagny’s hips as he shifts back, pulling his cock from her tight hole with a choked grunt. His slicked length flops onto Cyprien’s chest as he runs his hand up her spine, drawing goose bumps to the surface of her skin and causing her throat to vibrate with a moan.

“So beautiful,” he murmurs, the corners of his eyes swirling with shadows as he watches his cum drip out of her hole and slide down her center. “You were made to be filled. To be fucked and pleasured by as many cocks as your body can take.”

Fenryr pulls his cock from her lips, allowing her to take a much-needed breath. Sensing the opportunity, Cyprien bucks his hips, unseating Lir and forcing him to fall to the side. Before either of us can react, Cyprien grabs Dagny’s hips and lifts her from his face, holding her at arm's distance as he pushes to a sitting position—keeping her all to himself.

Dagny’s eyes widen as Cyprien lowers her onto his waiting cock, his head falling back and muscles quivering in bliss as he pushes into her warm, wet center. She places her hands on his chest as her back arches, her lips parting in a desperate moan as her walls stretch around his thick length.

As soon as his cock bottoms out, Cyprien flips Dagny onto her back, kneeling over her with one hand up by her head and the other wrapped like a vise around her waist, helping to keep her lower half elevated while she wraps her thighs around his hips.

A manic gleam enters his eyes as he leans down, nipping at her bottom lip. “I’m going to breed you just like this,” he growls, his grip tightening around her waist. “Day after day, I’m going to fill your tight little hole with my seed. And when your belly swells and you’re bursting with my litter, I’ll fucking fill you more.” He nuzzles his jaw against her face, a low-toned whine echoing deep in his chest. “You want me to fill you, don’t you? You want to be my good little breeding bunny, don’t you?”

Dagny nods deliriously, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as Cyprien pumps in and out of her with slow, purposeful thrusts. “Yes,” she whispers, her voice raw and cracked from use. “Yes.”

“Fuckkk,” Cyprien groans, his chin colliding with his chest as he bottoms out, pressing his hips flush against hers. His hips jerk erratically, his abdomen quivering as his cock pulses deep within her, shooting hot ropes of cum to the back of her pussy, filling her womb. “Fuck, you’re such a good girl. Take all this fucking cum,” he chokes, his eyes rolling to the back of his skull as his balls contract with the last of his release.