Chapter 173: The Koji Effect [+18]

Za’r held his face between her palms and stared into his eyes as the Koji took hold of them both, the warmth spreading through their blood like liquid fire that turned every nerve raw and hungry.

Her already wet pussy clenched around his cock in slow involuntary pulses while strings of her juice continued to run down his shaft and pool against his base.

Ka’z felt his length throb harder inside her than it ever had before, the herb forcing a relentless rigidity that made the tight slick walls of her body feel almost too much to bear.

She rolled her hips in a circle, grinding her clit against his pelvis while she kept his face trapped between her hands so he could not look away from the fierce determination burning in her gaze.

"Feel that?" she whispered, her breath hot against his lips. "That is only the beginning. We are going to fill me until there is no room left."

Ka’z tried to answer but the only sound that left him was a rough groan as she lifted herself halfway up his cock and sank back down in one smooth motion that forced another thick rush of her juices to coat him.

The herb made every sensation sharper.

The heat of her inner walls seemed to pulse in time with his heartbeat. The soft weight of her B-cup breasts dragged across his chest with every movement, nipples hard enough to scrape against the fabric of his shirt.

He gripped her waist harder, fingers digging into the scaled curve of her hips as she began to ride him in earnest, rising and falling with a steady rhythm that soon grew faster. Each descent ended with a wet slap of flesh against flesh and a shared shudder that traveled through both of them.

"Za’r..." he managed, voice strained. "It is too much already."

She only smiled and leaned down to kiss him deeply, tongue sliding against his while her hips never stopped their relentless motion. The kiss broke only when she needed air.

"Then cum. That is the point. Cum inside me and stay hard so you can do it again."

She sat up straighter, planting her hands on his chest for leverage, and began to bounce with short powerful strokes that drove him to the root every time. Her tail lashed behind her while her free breasts swayed with the force of her movements.

The wet sounds of their joining filled the quiet space between them, obscenely loud, and the scent of her juices mixed with the earthy green smell of the Koji still lingering on their tongues.

Ka’z felt the first orgasm building far too quickly. The herb left him no choice. His balls drew tight. His cock swelled inside her. He tried to warn her but she only rode him harder, slamming down as the climax tore through him.

He came with a broken shout, thick ropes of seed pumping deep into her while she kept grinding, milking every pulse with greedy squeezes of her inner muscles. Even as the last spurt left him he remained rigid, the effects of Koji refusing to let him soften. Za’r moaned at the feeling of being filled and continued to rock, using the slick mixture of their fluids to keep the friction perfect.

"One," she counted breathlessly. "Two more for this round."

She did not give him time to recover. Her pace increased, hips rolling and bouncing with single-minded purpose. Ka’z’s hands slid up her back, then down again to grip her ass, helping her rise and fall while the oversensitive head of his cock dragged against her deepest walls.

The second climax arrived even faster than the first. He bucked beneath her, flooding her again while she cried out and clenched around him, her own pleasure cresting in sharp waves that left her thighs trembling. Still he stayed hard and she rode him.

By the third time Ka’z was nearly delirious with the dual pressure of the herb and the wet heat surrounding him. Za’r’s face was flushed dark, her eyes half-lidded with lust, yet her expression remained focused.

She leaned forward again, pressing her chest to his, and whispered against his ear while she worked her hips in tight circles.

"Give it to me. Fill me until it leaks out and then fill me again."

He came with a guttural sound, body locking as another heavy load joined the previous two. Only then did she slow, resting fully seated on him while both of them panted. Cum already began to trickle out around his still-hard shaft, running down over his balls.

She kissed the side of his neck, then the edge of his jaw, then his mouth.

"That was the first set. We still have the rest of the night and the rest of the day tomorrow." Her voice was husky.

The Koji made her restless. She lifted herself off him only long enough to turn around and straddle him in reverse, giving him a clear view of her scaled back and the way her tail curled to the side.

She reached between her legs, guided his cock back to her pussy, and sank down again with a long satisfied sigh. The new angle let her lean forward and brace her hands on his thighs while she rode him with deeper, longer strokes.

Ka’z watched the flex of her muscles, the wet shine of their combined fluids on her inner thighs, and felt his cock twitch inside her in response. He sat up partially, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind, and began to thrust up to meet her.

The change in control made her gasp. She pushed back against him harder, matching his rhythm until the room filled once more with the wet rhythmic slap of their bodies. One of his hands slid around to cup a breast, thumb brushing the stiff nipple, while the other found her clit and rubbed in firm circles.

Za’r’s head fell back against his shoulder. Her moans grew louder, less controlled.

"Harder, I need more or you inside me." she demanded.

He gave her what she asked for. Their pace turned rough and deep. Sweat slicked their scales. The Koji made every nerve ending scream with pleasure until the fourth climax ripped through him without warning. He buried himself to the hilt and came in heavy pulses while she ground down to take it all.

Za’r followed moments later, body shaking, inner walls fluttering around him in tight rhythmic spasms that prolonged his release. Cum overflowed in thicker streams now, coating both of them.

Za’r did not stop. She turned to face him once more, still impaled, and began a slower but no less intense ride, rolling her hips in figure-eight patterns that ground her clit against him with every circuit. Her hands framed his face again.

She kissed him between words. "We are going to keep doing this until my belly is full of you."

Ka’z flipped them without pulling out, pinning her beneath him on the bedding while he drove into her with long powerful strokes.

She wrapped her legs around his waist and met every thrust. Her claws lightly scored his back. Her tail coiled around one of his thighs.

Ka’z lost count of how many times he spilled inside her after that. Each climax left him trembling yet still hard, still driven by the herb and by the sight of her face contorted in pleasure. She came around him repeatedly, crying out his name, begging for more even as her body shook with overstimulation.

At one point she pushed him onto his back again and straddled his face, lowering her dripping pussy to his mouth while she leaned forward to take his cock between her lips. The dual stimulation was almost too much.

He licked and sucked at her swollen folds, tasting himself mixed with her, while she sucked him with wet hungry sounds. When she came against his tongue he swallowed everything she gave him. When he came she drank him down without hesitation, then immediately sank back onto his cock so none of the seed was wasted outside her.