Halo - Distress Signal (VORE)
Your face poked through the soft, ebon flower of the elite's delicate pucker, and he slowly squeezed out your face, head, and neck.
Renaut and the River
Like a geyser, his ebon shaft, explodes with bull milk. it splatters on him, covers his clothing and armor that lay feet away.
I, Dacien -- Chapter 17 -- Interlude IV
All of them, ours and ebon." "interesting ..." said sandor. "andrei, can it be done? are there enough humans?" "there can be; i control the flow ... yes. all of those ferals. it will even be cheap.
I, Dacien -- Chapter 34 -- Consolidation
To some extent, the imperial princes and consorts and even the emperor himself existed to give the ebon and pristine warlords something to expend their honor and ferocity on. _a public service,_ so to speak.
Embracing the Nightmare
Newly formed labia tensing, she felt the massive flat ebon head of the mammoth horse cock brush past her taint, bumping into her new nub of an ass before poking lower and lower.
I Am The Dragon (Commission)
Horns of curved ebon crowned a slender yet bestial visage which pulled into a smirk, while a long winding tail snaked across the ground like a delicate metronome.
I, Dacien - Chapter Seven - Illumination
"as far as i know, it's really just ebon crosses that form _marque_; it's the ebon crosses with pristine that form _marque blanc_ and really, that just means they're more ebon than pristine rather than the other way round.
The Drumming
There bones there they come hill littered when fallen hope visions spark the beginning blind in a world of sight bound in blackend light spoken in a far lost tongue lies he will spew born of a lust and hate trust not in angles winged in ebon
Junkies
Alpha said with a frown, as the ebon furred rabbit stepped up into the room. the tallest easily, he quirked his head. 'kyle.' the ebon buck replied, 'size up, now.' the black rabbit said with a lazy look in his eyes.
Black and White and Red All Over
When adonis drew his hips back, the ebon shaft nearly slipped out of his muzzle... but it was promptly stuffed right back in again when he slammed his cock into jamie's ass.
Wishing Well
I remember that one late august night, watching the moths mob the lantern's amber light, the summer wind playing with the flame, your ebon hair, swaying, caressed your neck. i saw you swallow. i envied your spit.
Chapter 8: Tidings
Shen'zuka would have better suited the dark scales of an ebon dragonkin. he is far from being a beacon of peace, as his moonborn status would represent. "i was defeated."