The Ugly Duckling Of The Tiger Tribe

Chapter 339: Mating with a fish with a thick cock

The purple water around us seemed to boil as Thalor lost the last of his restraint. He wasn’t gentle anymore and was moving with a raw, surging power, pounding into me with a sharp slapping sound that overlapped with the water splashing over us.

"Arinya! Arinya!"

He barked my name, his voice cracking with a desperation that made my skin tingle.

He held me with a strength that was terrifying and intoxicating all at once, his webbed fingers digging into my hips to keep me slammed against him.

I couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. Every time he pushed deeper into me, his thick cock hit the very back of my womb, sending a jolt of electric heat through my entire nervous system.

At this rate, I might get pregnant again. I’m not on my estrus, but still, with the way he’s intently pushing into me, the way it feels like he wants to tie us together in the deepest part of my body, I just might lay fish eggs.

Ah, fish eggs... is that even possible?

I’ll probably just lay cubs that have a good respiratory system for underwater diving.

But this is no time to be thinking about that. He’s pounding me so hard I can’t afford to think of anything else.

"Arinya," he growled my name as his mouth found my breast again, sucking on my nipples as he relentlessly thrust into me.

I let out a series of broken, high-pitched moans, my head lolling back as my eyes rolled into my head.

The world was a blur of violet light and splashing water. I was a Queen, a leader, a Land-Mother, if you may—but right now, I was just a woman being undone by the tide her new husband’s cock was rolling in.

"Thalor... oh god, Thalor... Ahh—!"

I choked on his name, my fingers scraping against the wet muscle of his shoulders, leaving red marks that the water quickly washed clean.

My tail was locked around his arm in a death grip, twitching with every heavy thrust. He was filling every inch of me, his frantic heartbeat drumming against my chest like a war-drum, syncopated perfectly with the thudding of my own.

Then, he released my breast as he tucked his face into the crook of my neck, his gills fluttering wildly against my sensitive skin, his breath coming in hot, rough bursts.

He sounded like he was drowning in the pleasure of it, his low growls vibrating through the water and straight into my bones.

"Mine," he hissed, the word muffled against my skin. "Anchor... you are my anchor..."

The friction was agonizingly perfect. The cool lake water swirled around our waists, providing a sharp contrast to the searing heat where we were joined.

I felt my insides clenching around him, desperate to hold onto every bit of that solid, sticky warmth he was burning into me.

The purple glow of the lake peaked, the light becoming so bright it felt like it was coming from inside my own eyes.

My mind went completely blank as an explosive sensation shattered within me.

"Thalor, I’m... haaa... I’m cumming."

"Ngh, Arinya," he held me even tighter as he gave one final thrust.

"Thalor..."

I screamed his name, my body arching out of the water as the bond finally, violently, locked into place.

Thalor let out a long, melodic cry that echoed off the open space, his entire body stiffening as he flooded me with his semen.

He held me there, suspended in the glowing water, his chest heaving as the last of the ripples we’d made began to settle into a heavy, satisfied silence.

I panted, barely able to calm my shuddering body when he pulled me closer and dropped my forehead against his.

His violet eyes peered into mine, their shimmering depths singing to me. A song that calmed my soul, and calmed my aching insides.

"Arinya," he called softly. "From now on, I am yours." He said.

I wrapped my arms around his head and leaned in to kiss him, my lips gentle and soft against his.

"Thalor," I called softly, my hot breath falling over his lips. "Again," I said, looking into his eyes. "You’re hard again,"

He flinched and then turned his face away, blushing. I could feel his heart thumping again, excited and shy, and I felt the crest on my wrist glow.

Even after doing something like this, he still wanted to act shy, huh?

I brushed my hand through his wet hair, the purple locks shimmering with the glow of the water, and then I leaned in to whisper,

"It’s fine," I said. "Let’s do it again."

His grip around me tightened, and he asked,

"Will your body be okay?"

"Pft," I chuckled, my fingers trailing his wet muscles. "I don’t think you’re in a position to be worrying about me when you’re rock hard inside me right now, Thalor." I clenched my insides, and he groaned. "You just have to let go and do it right."

Thalor gulped, but then he smiled.

"If it’s what you want, how could I possibly say no?"

Oh? So he’s saying we’re doing it because I wanted it?

Ah, it hurts my ego a little bit.

"Shall we get out of the water? I want to show you something." I asked, and though he tilted his head, not knowing what it could be, he abided.

He held me swimming with his tail towards the shore, and each flick of his tail had his cock pushing in and out of me.

I trembled, feeling water seep into my hole.

Once we were close to the edge, I picked myself up and then pulled him with me. It took him by surprise because he had no idea what I was planning to do.

"A-Arinya?"

"Hehe," I snickered as I got on top of him, the end of his fingers still sticking into the water, but he was a fish on land now.

And I... I was gonna ride a fish.

"Get ready, Thalor," I said, positioning my body on top of his, the tip of his cock pressed to my leaking entrance. "I’m going to give you a very wild time."

And with that, I dropped myself onto him, taking in his length and trembling to the feeling of it.

Yeah, that hits the spot just right.