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Of all the ways Adam expected his last breeding session to go… underneath a Spinosaurus' hand claws on a sandy beach was pretty much what he expected, given the others. Her name was Cleopatra, or Cleo for short, and she was probably the biggest one yet at sixty feet long from snout tip to tail tip. A long, crocodile-like snout sniffed at his face, golden eyes inspecting his features closely. A tall and slightly concave fin of light feathers, skin, bone, and muscle ran down her back, decorated blue with black stripes. The rest of her body was covered with golden scales and feathers. She certainly looked like a queen of Egypt, as befitting her namesake.

“I've been told this happens a lot." said Cleopatra.

“Pretty much, yeah," said Adam. “Can you let me up?"

“Sure." said Cleo as she released him, raising her hand and stepping back a few paces.

“Thanks." said Adam as he rose and brushed himself off. Would this last girl be a rare non-pushy one?

“Don't mention it," said Cleo. “I'm gonna give you a ten second headstart."

“What was that?" asked Adam in confusion.

“One. Two. Three…" began Cleo, staring at Adam with a look in her eyes that he didn't particularly like. He quickly ran off into the jungle beyond the beach as Cleo finished counting not long after before almost lazily strolling after her human prey.

Adam knew there was a catch. He went in thinking it was going to be a normal time, but here he was playing “The Most Dangerous Game" with the largest terrestrial carnivore ever to walk the Earth. Sure, she was sapient, but that didn't make it any less scary. He stared out at the beach as he reached the opposite edge of the jungle contained on the small peninsula of Cleo's habitat. Did he dare walk out onto it? After a few moments' thinking, dare he did, stepping out to the edge of the water and stripping down to take a soak in the warm water. Who knows, maybe it'll throw her off his trail. But alas, a series of rapid, thundering footsteps signaled the arrival of Cleo as she burst from the jungle and sprinted down the beach, snatching up Adam unharmed in her hands. To say Adam damn near had a heart attack would be an understatement.

“Oh, good, you're already naked," said Cleo as she turned Adam around in her hands like a doll to where he faced her, sitting down on her hindquarters in the shade of a tree. “That makes things easier for me." And whoever's paying for all those shredded suits, thought Adam before gasping as he felt Cleo's thin but massive tongue run its entire lower half up his groin. The firm, wet muscle put intense pressure on the underside of his flaccid penis, slicking it with warm saliva as it did so. Cleo reveled in the pleasured noises Adam was making, staring lustily at the way his cute face contorted with arousal.

“Fuck, Cleo…" moaned Adam as he squirmed in her grasp. The Spinosaur tightened her grip gently to keep him steady. His penis was halfway erect, so she set him down and teased him to full mast, flicking the tip of her tongue over the head of his penis. Just when it seemed like Adam would burst, she stopped her assault.

“Okay, I think you're ready," said Cleo as she turned and laid down on her side, lifting a leg to show off her heated vent. “Now come on. If it tasted incredible, I can't wait to see how it feels…"

Adam wasted no time in positioning himself to penetrate her, lining up their sexes and entering her balls deep in one quick thrust. They moaned at the feeling, Cleo loving the comparative largeness of Adam's cock, and Adam loving the large yet tight warmth of her vaginal duct.

“As expected, it feels fucking great," chuckled Cleo as she looked back at Adam. “Go ahead and let loose when you feel like it."

“You got it." said Adam as he began to thrust in and out of her cloaca at a modest pace. As he did so, a single thought suddenly came into his mind: what happens after this? Doubt threatened to consume his mind as his body moved seemingly by itself. Would he be sent home, never to see the girls or their children? Would he see them only on occasion? Best case scenario would be for him to live at the facility, free to visit them whenever he wanted, but the chances of that happening were unlikely. Cleo must've seen the look on his face, because she turned toward him with a sincere look on her muzzle.

“What's wrong?" she asked, trying her best to stifle her moans.

“I guess I'm just worried about what happens after this," said Adam. “I'm sorry if I'm bringing the mood down."

“No, no, you don't worry about that right now. You just talk things over with the scientists later, I'm sure they'll understand. For now, just put your mind at ease and do what you came here to do. It's just you and me at the moment."

“Thank you," said Adam, feeling his loins throb and tense up, increased the speed of his thrusts. “I'm about to cum, Cleo."

Adam promptly moaned quietly let loose his river of seed deep into Cleo's egg chamber, the Spinosaurus orgasming at the same time with a small rumble. Adam felt all his worries slip away for the time being, washed away in a flood of passion. Cleo was right: it was just them for the time being, and if this was to be their only time together, might as well savor it. He pulled out of her and laid his head down on her belly. Cleo rumbled with bliss as she licked his face tenderly before curling up and dozing off. Adam smiled and stroked her massive head, thinking of the future…

***

In the following time afterwards, Adam contacted the head of the facility and made his worries known. Adam let out the biggest sigh of relief imaginable when he was told he'd be allowed to stay at the facility. And just as the human DNA gave the clones human sapience and speech, it also gave them human-like gestation periods, with the births and hatchings occuring in nine months. Adam stepped into the common area, a gigantic white room where all the clones met for socializing time. Various enrichments, such as food and cushions of varying sizes, were held in the room as well. Windows, through which scientists monitored the clones, shone on every side. Doors to all the clones' habitats encircled the perimeter of the room.

And near a pool connected to Ceto's habitat lay all of Adam's dams… as well as their children. A variety of small, adorable baby prehistoric creatures ran up to Adam with a happy shout of “Daddy!", their combined weight knocking him to the floor as he laughed. Cubs, chicks, and calves crowded him, nibbling and licking and overall just roughing him up in an attempt to play. With some effort, Adam managed to get up, smiling down at his progeny. He ran to the pool and jumped in, the young ones swiftly following his lead as they splashed around and played energetically. He got a good look at Ceto's pups leaping like dolphins out the water. A cub of Mahala's wrestling with a chick of Siren's. A green calf of Belle's acting as a living boat to a crew of Jade's chicks. Should a human producing offspring with a prehistoric clone have been scientifically impossible? Maybe, but Adam couldn't care less. A warmth spread from his heart to the top of his head and the bottom of his feet that only caused him to feel one thing: happiness.