Playthings of the Gods. Chapter 8: Intermission
He would be content in his life, knowing he had bedded a goddess and supped the very ichor of gods. he would be satisfied knowing he had tasted power no other men had sampled. marcus fell asleep weeping softly.
Moonlight gods
Silver fur sprouted over his body insulating the man from the cold night, keeping the god�s ichor burning inside. his face elongated, cheeks flowing downward making a long square muzzle. the man�s ears grew larger and flopped beside his head.
Hector - Check-Up
_ bones and ichor!
DSOTM: The Dragon's Familiar, Part 1
Appearing from a flat, circular void, thick black tentacles reached out, tips dripping with ichor. the dragoness, engrossed in the creature in front, didn't realize it was sneaking up behind as she fumbled with her belt.
Blood Pudding
Tiny splotches of dried ichor ran from the sides, just barely holding afloat a thin layer of coagulation on top. sophie then gently tipped the cup over, allowing the blood within to overflow into the thinly woven mesh.
Dust and Echoes - Part I
Sergeant ichor, anything to report?" vorak raised his paw for a salute and then sounded off to his commanding officer. "the new recruits need some manners, sir. only the doctor seems to be working and the rest are lazy.
Polites and Telemachus: The Antecedence Of One's Dire Thoughts
He was so mad his varicose veins pooped ichor into the ocean, turning fish into swans and horses into the divinity of pleasure and much delight. "oh poseidoooooon!!!!" cried an effeminated voice like wool pooled over a sea lion's murky butt.
Kuthalti's Lament 0 — The Summoning (Prequel)
I completed the seventh circle, holy seven, and reached for the ichor slick hilt. one quick slash upward, from the depths of her vagina to the base of her ribs. blue-black ichor spilled onto the forest floor. tattered ropes of intestine flopped free.
I Can Wait
No feeling mattered to me more than feeling the ichor gush from my cock and drip down myself. i blissfully moaned into the throbbing cock that lay between my lips. "you couldn't help yourself, could you?" the wolf thrust into my mouth.
Nightworld 26: Back Door of Hell
Steam and ichor burst out, and the new vampire deflated slowly, limbs curling up as it crumpled to ashes. “careful, doctor," jaro said, retracting his blades as he shot kristian a sharp look. “of course… apologies."
Dust and Echoes - Part III
Waiting on you though, miss ichor." carbon leaned out of his seat and checked in with ilaria. "and where the hell are your glowing buddies, specialist?
A Dragon and his Jockey - Ch05.2
ichor welled to fill the hole, quickly crusting over as she roared out her agony, but she did not toss her head or writhe. that might have hurt the attendants, and she no longer had rights to do such things whether she desired to or not.