Right, she got the message, loud and clear. No talking, unless it was his name.
Khalom whined as he gripped her hip. She wanted to move with it, to encourage it deeper inside herself, but its grip kept her still. Pinned so effectively between him and the tree, there was very little she could do as every thrust caused her to cry out. She was going to be bruised and sore for days, certainly.
His name, slurred by his fingers pressing down on her tongue, fell from her lips like a mantra as Khalom allowed herself to be claimed, head bobbing in a listless nod. She couldn’t ignore how easy it was for her to let Kronak have his way, couldn’t ignore the way the tension was coiling tighter and tighter in her gut, like a spring ready to release. Her hands sought purchase, something to ground her, and for a moment it seemed as if she was going to take hold of its shoulders, gripping at the chitin like a lifeline.
But she didn’t know if that would be good, and she so wanted to be good.
She reached back to grip at the decaying wood of the downed tree, moaning louder, all earlier concerns of being heard long forgotten. “Kronak,” she managed to gasp around his fingers, “p-please, I--!”
“already so close, little one?”
kronak’s chest rumbles with the sound of his laughter, and it emphasizes the point with a particularly hard thrust. the little hunter is practically gushing around him, between their combined fluids. every roll of his hips is desperate and needing. the fluid slicking her folds and thighs makes every movement easier, guides it so it can take her with everything he has.
and if she believes he is nearly done, then she has another thing coming. hive mating rituals can last hours, and they do not end until all are filled and satisfied. kronak has every intention of continuing that here. of filling and breeding her until all she knows is him, his name, his cock buried deep inside her. there will be no mercy from this knight.
“cum for me, then, hunter. show me what prize i have won today.” his hand pulls from her mouth. both settle around her hips, lifting them, as he buries himself deep inside her. his fingers shift position, thumb dipping between them to find her clit. “scream my name for all the throne world to hear.”














