Allure of a Feathered Heat
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I can count on my fingers the stories I have deeply resonated with, and this is one of them. Kailana is not only a gorgeous dragoness, but her philosophy is one I can definitely get behind. Is there such a thing as too charming? Because she falls in that category!
Description: Intent on discovering more of the outside world, Nulkurrak travels past the boundaries of his territory and discovers a resplendent golden dragoness who is more taken with him than she lets on. After a few chance encounters, the two spend their last day together before Kailana moves on, both of them involuntarily guided in a preordained direction by Kailana's demanding heat.
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***Allure of a feathered heat***
It scared and excited Nulkurrak to be away from the familiarity of his territory for longer than a week. Westward, where the air grew colder and the mountains taller, the vegetation also changed colors, trading the reassuring yellows and oranges for stark greens in which the gryphon stood out like an ordinary prey animal.
Kailana faced a similar predicament, only that, unlike him, she had traveled much further than the lands bordering her home. Despite her golden plumage that gradually turned to a rich mahogany along the tips of her flight and tail fan feathers, the dragoness had no qualms about lounging in the short, fragrant grass of a meadow basking in the shadow of snow-clad mountains. When she spotted Nulkurrak beginning his descent, she began rolling from side to side, kicking her paws at the air and greeting him with a melodious purr.
"Still here," she said, blowing the fluff off a dandelion. Nulkurrak did not know whether she referred to herself or him, but the pang of dread at being left alone in this foreign land hinted at the former. "Had you arrived a day later, you would have found my temporary den cold, imprinted with the faded smell of my heat. I wonder how you would have interpreted that message."
Nulkurrak raised a forepaw, a curious squawk lingering at the back of his throat that he contained just in time. How did he not notice? Her increasing playfulness, growing boldness and melting shyness all pointed in that obvious direction, one that flew right past the beak of a gryphon raised alongside a furred dragon by a scaled one.
"Mrrrh, you couldn't have known," Kailana purred, rolling onto her side to grapple at her hind paws with her fores, her radiant, golden eyes fixated on him. "It wasn't necessary, for my scent is meant to attract dragons, not gryphons. How curious, that you are the only male who I meet for the third time in less than a week. Then again, I suppose it stirs an instinctive, uncontrollable craving within you as well."
The dragoness giggled as she angled her snout in such way that she spied the pink tip worming its way out of the gryphon's tense sheath. Nulkurrak cawed in alarm at being caught so flagrantly, the rush of guilt smothering all of his budding lust for the dragoness in which he was far more interested than he allowed to show.
At least until now.
"That's how males are," he attempted to shrug that off as a random occurrence with a flick of his wings, confidently striding to meet her forehead with his in greeting. "Our excitement shows in more visible ways, and there is nothing we can do about it."
"You can mate," Kailana suggested, only for her eyes to immediately grow wide and her paws to shelter her petrified expression.
It was her genuine innocence that charmed Nulkurrak oh so much; that pure inhibition that always surfaced whenever she tried to woo him. She certainly understood the world and its ways better than him, yet when the topic of mating arrived, Kailana always became bashful, as if he was among the first males that she tried to invite into herself.
"Yes, we can mate, but we always want more," he said, settling across from her so that he concealed his growing erection from her. "It is like hunting, you see. A rich, tasty meal will greatly satisfy you, to the point where you are certain you never want to eat again. But later that day, you return to your kill for a second feast."
It didn't bother him that his rod fully showed; that it pulsated within the confines of his haunches, and that his innate preference for her kind already stirred wanton thoughts within his mind. So long as she wasn't privy to his bouts of lust, Nulkurrak was content to let them play out, aware that the more he tried to hide them, the more obvious his intentions became.
"How does mating feel?" Kailana insisted, sliding a forepaw over the grey scutes protecting the back of his forepaw, kneading at it gently with her soft, brown paw pads. "From the male perspective, I mean."
"It is quick," Nulkurrak said, his ears twitching as if to dispel the fire ascending to their tips. "And intense, and overwhelming. It feels as if the entire world fades from existence, until all that remains is the soft embrace of my female and her eager shudders as I empty my essence into her."
"Does it happen...all at once?" The dragoness emitted a mellow growl, both of her paws grabbing his as if to keep him from leaving for being assaulted by such inane curiosities.
To reassure her that such a thing would never happen, Nulkurrak placed his other paw over her forearms, stroking the feathered surface with the softer underside of his avian toes. "It happens in short, mind-addling bursts, each more potent and rewarding than the last. And my seed...my seed feels like the fire of life erupting from my being, eager to nurture new chicks into existence."
He paused to take a deep, somber breath, one filled with equal parts ambition and dread. He wasn't ready for such a commitment, yet deep down, he instinctively craved to be with his own kind, no matter how strong he tried to reject that heritage which he knew too little about.
"For your kind, it might last longer, but for me, it...it always overpowers me," Nulkurrak admitted, ears sinking at the memory of Neralyth rubbing herself to completion with her paw pads after convincing him that he succeeded at pushing her to her peak as well.
"So feels the mating from my experience. I would ask about yours, but the dragoness I've been with described it at great length," he tried to shift away from this topic, one that made the both of them fret with pent-up anxiety.
"Do you want to bathe?" Kailana looked past him, at the lake sprawling behind. Nulkurrak cringed at the very notion of that cold, unsavory water soaking his fur, freezing his pads, and turning every single step into a messy ordeal once grime started to stick to his feet. "It invigorates the senses and calms the fire burning within my underbelly. It might prove effective for you as well, given that you..." she trailed off, flustered by his tale.
"It will go back in the span of a few breaths, and after that, I'll forget it even came out."
"Will you?" Kailana teased, placing a sudden lick on his beak as she got up, bounding forth into the water. She moved so fast that the gryphon had no time to react and conceal his fully erect member from that angle, giving Kailana a short but full view of what he looked like when fully aroused.
Sharp, surprised yelps burst from her as the frigid water of early spring engulfed her paw pads, slowly but surely swallowing the rest of her frame. Once she grew accustomed to it, she waded through it with expert maneuverability, splashing water with paws and wings both in Nulkurrak's direction to tempt him to join her.
Never again. Not after what Neralyth did to him. She knew of how much he despised soggy fur, and yet, she lured him to the shore so that she could splatter a lake's worth of water all over him.
Kailana had no such devious plans, nor did she frolic for far longer than necessary. She got out of the water right when Nulkurrak's pink had fully retreated into its shelter, allowing him to walk up to the shore of the meadow and greet her with a very careful nuzzle.
"Now comes the best part," Kailana said, splaying on her back and stretching her wings to the sides as far as they allowed. "When the sun washes away the coldness and leaves you deeply content."
Her head lounged back, eyes closing in satisfaction under the rays of the midday sun, her hind legs thrust in the air with the toes fanned out so that the fur lining her pads dried as well. Nulkurrak considered pecking a toe, just like he did with Neralyth, but that ploy quickly vanished from his mind after his gaze traveled lower.
Before, the lush feathers that made up her coat did an excellent job at concealing her sex, but when soaked, their gold waned, their texture faded, and her nether flesh stood out in the most fascinating and provocative of ways. Frozen in place by the very reclusive and intimate desire to be inside a dragoness in heat, Nulkurrak could do naught but study her, enthralled by how her lips were fuller, more prominent, and how they gently throbbed while the sun's warmth began to caress them with its comfortable touch.
Her departure at the next sunrise added to the gryphon's lascivious desire, adding an irrational urgency that made his heart hammer against his chest and his head pound with unnaturally wanton thoughts. That wasn't him. It could never be him. And yet, the young gryphon found it impossible to wrestle his eyes off her, overtaken by the primordial, absurd instinct to be the first inside her during her heat, before another took her.
"Mrrr?" The dragoness cracked an eye open, startling the gryphon whose barbs began to grow prominent from his prolonged fantasy. "Move to the side. You're stealing my sun."
"You are my sun," one of the stupid teases he often employed with his sister inadvertently escaped him. Being new to this game, Kailana accepted the compliment without a second thought, her purr as vibrant as her eyes.
"That makes you forever a servant to my whims. You hunt when I wish you to hunt, you rest when I rest, and all of your activities revolve around me."
"Sounds like I am more your mate than your servant."
Kailana burst with laughter, joyous at first, and filled with longing towards the end, where she fully turned her attention on him. "Mateship isn't that dramatic. We belong to each other, yet we still retain our freedom. It is why pairs of dragons are so diverse, regardless of the coat they bear. At times, they even take gryphons for mates, or other species they deem worthy to spend their life with."
Nulkurrak once again reacted too slow. He focused too much on her words, a slip that Kailana took advantage of to once again study the state of his erect member.
"You show so often..." she mused out loud, realizing her folly only when the gryphon rushed for an angle that prevented her from seeing that part of him.
"I...what I meant was that I enjoy seeing you like that," she murmured from within the sanctuary of her long, elegant feathers that closed in all around her. Nulkurrak didn't expect her to hide within her wings, much less for her to grow bolder within their comforting darkness.
"It makes me feel desired in a way words cannot express, so you don't have to hide it. I don't hide my heat either, rrrrm?"
No...no she didn't. Nulkurrak did not say that to her right away, however, preferring to wait for his hardness to subside before nuzzling her encouragingly.
"Tell me about your heat," Nulkurrak urged as he settled on his belly behind her head, so that their cheeks could touch and rub another without him blotting out her precious sun. "My sister had yet to enter hers, so it is a mystery for the both of us."
It wasn't, given that his mother described its crucial aspects, but he wanted to hear it from her.
Kailana more than happily obliged. Basked by warm, soothing light, with her eyes closed and a dreamy expression etched upon her face, the dragoness began with the confusion stemming from her first heat, the frustrations instilled within her by the second one, and the resignation with her current and third one.
"It sounds so stupid, even I shudder when I mention it, but it is true," she said, laying her head back to stare at the clear sky. "I wish for a young, naïve, genuine male who is as sexually inexperienced as I am. So that we can both start exploring those foreign sensations at the same time, and for him to shoot his seed into me as quick as you do."
She giggled at the last part, nosing the side of his beak. "I find it so endearing, that a male is so consumed by pleasure that he finishes before he even begins."
"Just as I find the females who accept my burst of excitement far too kind and generous."
"Generous?" Kailana raised her head, growling in confusion. "It is the other way around, isn't it? The male's seed that soothes our burning need. So it is he that aids us females more than he believes."
"Perhaps. I'm not a female, and you haven't mated during your heat, so I'll be delighted to know the answer when you find the proper partner."
Kailana looked at him long and hard, the intensity of her gaze making his coat itch his nerves and his crest feathers to grow erect in alarm at the way she studied him.
"A proper partner is playful and always ready for a challenge!"
Without warning, Kailana's forepaws grappled his neck and dragged him against her, so that she could ever so lightly bite at his feathered throat. Not one to give up that easily, Nulkurrak pushed himself up and spun in place until he was above her, where he could pin her shoulders down with his forepaws.
"Should I fight? Should I give up? What would a gryphon do?" Kailana said, her purr meandering with delightful hues while she ran the tip of her snout through the orange feathers of his brow, ruffling them with her warm breath.
The gryphon, enthralled by the attention he received, followed the source of those delightful strokes. Lost in the calmness and pleasure they offered, he did not open his eyes as his partner shifted, awkwardly flopping onto her with a surprised caw when she spread her haunches to the sides to make more room for him.
Kailana couldn't help but laugh out loud at the gryphon's excited clumsiness. Despite the rush of nerves coursing through her at interacting with a gryphon in such open and inviting way, the dragoness swished her tail with renewed excitement as her paws found the gryphon's elongated ears. Her pads glided over their crimson back, up to the tufted tips that caused Nulkurrak to shake his head as if stung when stirred by lightest touch.
"My ears tickle too. It's because of the fluff, hrrm!"
Finding himself accidentally straddling the dragoness, Nulkurrak's eyes snapped open, his beak hanging low for a second as he tried to process what just happened. Rather than collect his limbs and push himself up, the warmth of his feathered half and furred hindquarters pressing against her enticed him to remain in that awkward position. He should've felt uneasy, panicked even for ending in such compromising position, but Kailana reminded him so very much of his sister, an equally playful and attentive dragoness who always made him feel safe and cherished.
A timid but excited purr began to vibrate within the dragoness' throat. Such closeness between two different species must have been immensely foreign to her, and Nulkurrak realized that from the way her eyes skipped to the side and her ears pinned back due to nerves. At first, the gryphon couldn't quite pinpoint the source of the dragoness' flustered expression, and it was only when Kailana's haunches parted to further accommodate his frame that it truly hit him. Intense, intimate warmth kissed his furred pouch, the likes of which only oozed from a certain, featherless spot.
"I didn't intend to--"
"I don't mind if you--" Kailana said at the same time with him, their eyes meeting for a brief moment before parting ways yet again.
Her charming voice and chirp took Nulkurrak by surprise, even more so when their close proximity reminded the gryphon where many a play session with his sister had led to. Self-conscious and afraid of appearing too comfortable with a dragoness that didn't know of his innate preference for her kind, Nulkurrak shifted to the side, the tip of his half-erect member noticeably brushing against Kailana's nethers as he did. Once he was off her lovely golden form, Nulkurrak quickly shifted a haunch over his malehood to cover it, ears splaying slightly back at how excitement got the better of him.
"I...your touch made me..." he tried to explain, only to find himself at a loss for words when his eyes locked with the enigmatic ones of the dragoness.
Kailana watched him with great interest, her momentary pang of insecurity replaced by insatiable curiosity.
"It made you grow, didn't it?" She asked, poking her snout here and there in failed attempts to catch a glimpse of him. Her innocence intertwined with the feverish lust that sizzled deep within her flesh, bestowing her with a courage Nulkurrak wasn't yet prepared to tackle.
"Come lay back down," she invited him over with a flick of her paw. "It won't bother me if you grow. Isn't it what is supposed to happen when a male and female are close to one another? Besides, I enjoy looking at it, and at how pure a display of desire it represents."
Afraid of creating unnecessary distance between them, Nulkurrak accepted her invitation, releasing a tension-filled sigh as he leaned into her paw, rubbing himself against her pads and poking at them with the tip of his tongue. His sister had said something similar when he attained sexual maturity, ever calm, always reassuring, and never rejecting his instinct. Kailana seemed to possess her confidence and charm, so an idea sparked in his mind.
"Have you been as close with a dragon as we are?" he tried to gauge whether she had mated before or not, almost certain that she did from her confident demeanor. If that was the case, he would accept her invitation and whatever else followed, but he felt completely unprepared to initiate her into that world of pleasure. Overly excited and impatient during mating, he never found himself able to hold his seed back long enough for his partner to reach her peak as well.
"I...haven't yet had the opportunity," she said on a low, hushed voice while her claws carefully combed through his lush throat feathers. "I have seen others do it, and I understand the bond that connects two mates, both physical and spiritual, but I never formed one so far. I feel ever ill-prepared for it, afraid to be the lesser one in our relationship, the one who doesn't even know how to properly pleasure her mate."
Her tail squirmed along the ground while she spoke, reminding Nulkurrak of how nervous he felt during his first time as well. He emitted a soft, calming chirp while he nuzzled her encouragingly, their cheeks soon touching one another.
"Simply letting the male inside you is enough. Your insides will do the rest, and if they haven't been with a female yet, or haven't been with one in a long time, you will listen to them whine and whimper at how great release feels."
"Is that what you do? You whine a whimper?" She licked along his beak, her intentions smoldering within her golden pools.
"It's not like I get to choose! Besides, hearing about it and seeing it is...different," he said, pushing himself up onto his haunches and moving the fan of his tail tip between his legs to hide his involuntary excitement with this topic. He had only just met Kailana, but the dragoness has been so kind and gentle to him that he couldn't help but feel responsible for giving her at least a little insight into a world of pleasures she had yet to sample.
"Infatuation can be dangerous, Kailana. It plays with your mind, tugging at a part of you that you were not aware it existed. It is a burden as much as it is a blessing, depending on who you share yourself with. I...I haven't found my one either, but my sister..." he looked away in embarrassment, releasing a soft squawk of distress at revealing such a private piece of himself to her. "My sister ensured that I learned about mating before binding myself to the first female I come across, too overtaken with the need to share my seed."
The words fled him before he had the chance to stop them, the dragoness' shy and innocent demeanor urging him to help her understand this confusing part of herself.
More focused on his new position, the dragoness followed his example and took a less provocative stance by rolling onto her side with her tail lightly flicking and her hindlegs crossed, showing off the soft pads of her hind paws curling and flexing in thought.
"So your sister is...wait, you mated with your sister? That is quite bold for a gryphon! I believed you featherheads held yourselves in too high regards to give in to your urge that easily."
Nulkurrak found himself strangely amused by her excitement, her tone as suave the golden fur embellishing her sleek, graceful body. He considered sharing his relatively scarce experiences with her, if only to stress the importance of finding the right partner and not giving in to that mystifying urge, but the more he dwelled on that matter, the more he began to realize why Kailana reacted the way she did.
"She is not my actual sister!" He protested, only to quickly realize the folly of his words. "I mean, she is my sister, but she is not a gryphon, otherwise I wouldn't have entered her." He snapped his beak shut after saying more than he intended to, his own cheeks beginning to sizzle with both consternation and an irrational attraction for the dragoness who seemed strangely content with intimacy between siblings. He would have been the same, had his mother decided to keep his gryphon heritage at bay.
He watched her paws knead anxiously at the ground, his own talons beginning to curl inward and draw soft rakes through the grass. "She only taught me the basics, and only because my dreams would get the better of me," he said, his ears splaying along his skull at the early memories of being roused from most pleasant dreams by a cold underbelly soaked with his young, eager seed.
"She's not a gryphon, yet still your sister?" She tried to understand the intricacies of his relationship to her, the feathers crowning her head perking and her tail flicking more eagerly.
Nulkurrak released the pent-up, anxious breath he kept locked within his chest, his nape feathers flowing back into their place and his ears tilting towards his companion as an epiphany dawned on him. Kailana had no intention to chide him for his closeness to his sister. In fact, she seemed eager to learn more, judging by the looks on her softening expression and the excited swishing of her tail. He was just about to share more of his upbringing with her when the dragoness roused onto her feet, inching closer to him, the pupils within her golden pools wide with interest that took the gryphon aback. Uncertain of what to make of her approach, Nulkurrak shot onto his feet, backing away from her, wings rustling anxiously at his side. Part of him wished to fly away and return to her another day, when his pink would be less eager to show, but the dragoness' body language convinced him otherwise.
"She might be a dragon, but we have been together all our lives. We have shared a nest, our food, and eventually, ourselves, and I never questioned the feelings I bear her," he rushed to say the first thing that crossed his mind as he lowered himself on his side, tucking his wings tight to his side and bringing his hind paws around to put a layer of feathers and muscles between her and his emerging malehood. His sister! Why did he have to mention his sister? If it wasn't for her and her lessons, he wouldn't have hardened down there from just a small, innocent poke at Kailana's privates and some lewd thoughts!
"She is far more experienced than me. Or so she seems. She flew farther than I did, while this is the first time I venture outside of our home territory."
Nulkurrak's entire frame stiffened when Kailana settled right next to him, so close that he could feel the warmth of her body sail into the short fur of his haunches. Her smell also grew stronger and all the more intoxicating, tugging at the gryphon's instinct, causing his pouch to stiffen and his meat to spill once again out of its confines. In his panicked state, Nulkurrak pushed at the dragoness' snout with a hind paw, employing a silly gesture that he used with his sister on a foreign dragon that could immediately consider it an insult rather than a silly gesture of denial.
"I'm not ready for what you are looking for," he said, retreating his paw to bring his leg around and cover his fully erect member. "And you are a dragon. Isn't it better if a dragon teaches you? I had no choice, but you do." His words had a weight to them, a tinge of frustration stemming from his sister's carefree attitude where mating was concerned. It shouldn't have been this simple! It couldn't be! Mating involved months spent together, courtship, and affection that bound a partner to the other for the rest of their life.
"Do I?" She said, eying his tucked hind paws, not at all perturbed by how he shoved his pads in her face. In fact, she seemed intrigued, if a little regretful for not seizing an opportunity to turn the tides in her favor. "Dragons tend to be less reserved and more straightforward in their approach, as you very well know from your sister, whereas you...you are different. Perhaps this is what I need. The perspective of a gryphon who understands dragons but does not look to permanently bond with one."
She had that wrong, but Nulkurrak wasn't about to correct her. Not when shudders of desire rushed through him as her snout waded through the downy feathers of his chest, her touch soft, her feathers warm, her scent oh so inviting. Her words further flared his lust, making her all that more appealing to him, yanking at that side of him that craved to indulge her curiosity. He might not last long or do a good job at it, but Nulkurrak was certain he would treat her with all the affection, respect and tenderness that a dragoness such as her deserved.
"Show me, Nulkurrak," she said, rolling on her back next to him. The fiery rays of the faltering sun made her look all the more regal, every golden plume resplendent. One particular area glistened harsher than the rest of her body, however. A small, pink isle nestled between her legs that was bereft of feathers.
"I want to know how it feels, and I'd like you to be the one to show me before...before your sister takes your eagerness away," she hurried the last part of her plea, looking away and placing a timid haunch over her femininity, as if appalled by how far her need took her.
"Scraak," Nulkurrak cawed in amused distress, her innocence melting away some of the ice encasing his bones. "The best matings for a female are the ones following the first few, when the male is less vulnerable to her affections."
"But I want you to be vulnerable!" Kailana perked up in alarm, her crest and tail fan fanned wide. "It's...it's how I always imagined it. For my first male to be so overtaken with our union, that he finishes in the span of a few breaths."
She settled back down again, her attention shifting to the grass swishing in the gentle breeze of dusk that blew from the lake. "I know little of the mating habits of dragons, and even less so where your kind is concerned, yet all my life, I've yearned for a male who is true to himself. Who doesn't try to impress his partner or hold his seed back for her sake, for he is confident and aware that it is his genuine approach to pleasure that fascinates his female. It might sound foolish when spoken by a dragon, but it is also the reason I have preserved myself so far."
Her gaze timidly returned to Nulkurrak, who found it impossible to wrestle his eyes off her. "I want my first time to be imperfect, Nulkurrak, so that neither of us is above the other, rrr?"
Nulkurrak's beak shuddered with equal parts eagerness and anxiety. With every word she spoke, this fascinating creature slithered her way deeper into his heart and soul, her preferences and philosophy eerily close to his own. His dragon mother might have helped him understand his sexuality, and his sister did her best to teach him how to mate, yet neither truly resonated with him.
Until Kailana, who once again parted her haunches to reveal her great need to him, one that she needed a gryphon or any other creature but a dragon to quell while at the height of her heat. The absence of eggs following their mating stoked Nulkurrak's lust further, turning the barbs on his painfully erect cock stiffer at the prospect of shooting seed that would never take root into such an appealing dragoness.
His heart thudded so loud, and his temples pounded so hard that the gryphon found his mind blank but for the raw desire coursing through him. Guided by sheer instinct, he approached her with a low, submissive warble, stepping over the long, impeccable flight feathers of her splayed wings on his way to her head. Her haunches blocked his path, and so he had to slip his hind paws over them, staying above her in a compromising, straddling position, with his fully erect cock only a back arch away from entering her.
"Don't be timid, sweet gryphon," she cooed, welcoming him into her embrace with her soft, golden paws that wrapped around his neck, dragging him closer to her snout so that she could lick the back of one of his ears. "I had waited for this moment for several long, long years, and I would have continued to wait had we not crossed paths. I may not know you as well as I wish I would, but I trust instinct, and no male had made me feel such at ease in their company. No male hid his member from me as well as you did to try and mask your desire, and no dragon treated me with such respect and admiration. I'm well aware of how my heat affects you gender, and you fought against it with everything you had. You still do."
"I am," Nulkurrak admitted, rubbing his cheek against her fluffy, golden one, emitting a series of low, uncertain chirps. "I have never experienced a dragon's heat before, and your mere sight, smell and warmth bring me dangerously close to release."
Kailana drew back, perplexed. "Outside of a female? Without even being touched down there?"
Nulkurrak nodded, his crest feathers splaying at the memory of his feverish dreams. "It is how longing affects us males, and at one point, we can no longer contain it."
"Such as now," Kailana completed his thoughts, her tongue lashing across his brow, forepaws pressing gently against the back of his neck to guide him into the fluffy warmth at the base of her neck. "Take shelter within me, dear gryphon. Shed all those craves and fantasies, as will I. We have both waited too long, and endured one too many arousing dreams, to deny ourselves this."
Her conviction pulled at an intimate part of Nulkurrak, forcing it to surface from beneath those layers of anxiety and self-doubt. Despite being a gryphon, all of his dreams of potential mates involved dragonesses, each more regal and fierce than the last. But that could never be, he had told himself, and reconciled with the fact that no dragoness might see him in that way.
Aside from Kailana, whose smooth yet strong odor revealed her intentions clearer than he words ever could.
Unable to withstand her allure, much less contain the arduous lust bubbling within him, Nulkurrak lowered his chest against hers, so that their frantic heartbeats intertwined while he sought for her sweet spot with short, timid dabs. At first, he only poked at cold, humid air, and Kailana took note of that. The width of her spread haunches restricted, so that her strong hind legs enclosed his, soft feathers brushing against his sleek, feline coat as she narrowed the available space around him.
The more Nulkurrak's back arched, the more enthusiastic her tender paw strokes along his neck and shoulders became, and the more frequent her licks turned. That wet, warm touch riled the gryphon up as it often did with his sister, causing his hindquarters to sink so low that his pouch kissed her lips first.
"Mrrrm, almost there," Kailana crooned, a steady, enchanting purr blossoming within her throat. Despite her heat, she was calm and fully in control, while Nulkurrak, who had already mated, held his breath and squeezed his eyes shut in anticipation while his cock relentlessly dabbed at her underbelly in search for the right spot.
Once he found it, the abundant fluids coating Kailana's sweltering lips helped him slide into her faster than he ever entered his sister, a sharp caw of elation bursting from his beak. The entirety of his length, lined with small, soft, and terribly sensitive barbs, pierced through her tight, quivering virgin depths, the warmth so intense, and her fluids so rich, that it made him freeze within her.
His beak began to clatter with the strain to hold his seed from exploding into her, wings spreading and fluttering to mirror his predicament. Unlike his sister, Kailana's heat-stricken tunnel pulsed with intense warmth, her eager muscles shuddering and clenching around him from all sides with uncanny eagerness. Simply remaining within her worked him up to climax, his sack already tightening and his tail beginning to twitch with the familiar finality of ejaculation.
"Don't hold back," Kailana whispered into his ear prior to licking it. "Don't struggle. Just let go."
Nulkurrak's hind paws skimmed along her feathers for purchase, eagerly seeking for the best angle to push himself just a little deeper so that his seed reached further. One thrust in, and the gryphon was already at his limits, overwhelmed by one too many foreign sensations that his young mind had never encountered.
Instead of fighting against the inevitable, the eager, impatient male tried a few more shallow, rapid, uncoordinated thrusts into her to work himself to his peak, the squelching sounds of his cock disturbing the copious juices oozing from Kailana's swollen folds so erotic that he gave up right then and there.
Right before his barbs tightened to refuse and the pressure welled within his bloated tip overpowered him, Nulkurrak pushed himself as deep into Kailana as he could, his plump spheres kissing her lips, shuddering in unison with her while he spurted his passion for her into her innermost sanctuary.
He didn't screech. He didn't squeak, or squawk, or even whimper. So hard did the ubiquitous wave of elation crash against him, that the gryphon's beak gaped open, eyes shuttered tight during the brief yet infinitely stimulating bursts of seed that he loosened into his mate. Her ceaseless contractions bespoke of her need of him, of how greatly a dragoness in heat cherished his seed, and that made Nulkurrak's orgasm all the richer.
His breath held tight within his chest, the male's head began to spin from the sheer potency of the delight that coursed through him. Stars of all colors burst into existence within the darkness of his tightly squeezed eyelids, threatening to steal away his wits that he barely clung onto. Immersed into that world of immense satisfaction, the gryphon attempted a few weak, final thrusts when the euphoria began to die down, intent on stimulating his softened barbs just a little more for one extra spurt.
"Ra...wwwwk," he whined when his breath finally returned to him, his weak, trembling limbs giving in, causing him to unceremoniously flop on top of his dragoness while he was still inside her.
Kailana gasped, her insides squeezing him tighter for seed that he no longer had to give. "My, you spent everything you had and more, hrrrm?"
Her sweet, intoxicating tongue greeted his beak, paws fondling his ears while he regained his footing and worked himself out of her soggy canal. From the way she trembled with longing during his withdrawal, Nulkurrak realized that she had yet to reach her peak, and there was nothing his soft cock could do to carry her there. That caused his stomach to sink in a deep, ominous pit at failing to satisfy his dragoness, even though her purr shone brighter than ever and her tongue's caress begged to differ.
"I...I haven't..."
"Yes you have, sweetest of gryphons," Kailana interrupted him with a lick over his beak. "You have poured all of your warmth into me, and the way your throbbed, and twitched, and buried yourself all the way in, it...rrrrrm, it is all I ever wanted, for it felt beyond what my senses could interpret."
Was it truly what a female at the peak of her heat desired from a male? Nulkurrak did not know, nor had he the audacity to question the dragoness on this matter. He believed he understood females reasonably well after being raised by two, yet Kailana added another mystery onto a pile of many with her suave purr and sluggish, soothing caress.
"I never expected it to feel so good. You were so warm, so moist, so soft that I...I found it impossible to resist," Nulkurrak said as he rested on top of her, head cradled by both of her forepaws, mind drowned with a thousand thoughts involving Kailana. They were all silly, innocent things created by the aftermath of their union, yet Nulkurrak still found them spiritually enriching. Kailana did not want a mate, and neither did he for the time being, yet from the way she held him, the gryphon knew she wanted to learn more from him.
As did he.
"Because you shouldn't resist it," Kailana reassured him by running her soft pads across his luxurious nape feathers. "Females have their reasons, especially during heat, but males? There are few things more fulfilling in life than a male who is so taken with his mate, that he spends himself within her from the very first thrust. And you..." she paused to nuzzle his cheek. "You are everything that I've been looking for."
***THE END***
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