Chapter 5: The Breeding Ritual
Seraphina ground down harder, her cunt smearing slick arousal across Alex’s mouth, her tail a relentless piston deep in his ass as she rode his face, his choked moans vibrating against her clit. "Swallow it all, husband," she commanded, her voice thick with exertion, yanking his head back by the hair to force his tongue deeper as her orgasm pulsed hot and bitter into his throat, flooding his senses. She collapsed forward, breathing heavily, her sweat-slicked skin pressed against his chest for a moment before pushing herself up, the silver band on her finger catching the dim light. "Fuck, you taste divine when you come," she murmured, her voice already shifting from primal growl to something smoother, more controlled, as she reached past him for her phone buzzing insistently on the nightstand. Her fingers flew over the screen, searching. "Ah, found it," she announced brightly, turning the screen towards Alex, displaying an internal corporate announcement: Seraphina Vale Announces Marriage! Congratulations to our Senior Content Director and her new spouse! "See? Official. Told HR this morning. Emailed them a pic... this one, actually." She tapped the screen, showing a candid shot Alex hadn't known existed: them asleep, tangled in sheets, Alex’s face pressed into her neck, the new rings starkly visible. "Sent it with the subject line 'Meet My Hotness'." Alex felt the heat explode across their face, burning down their neck. "Seraphi—" "Shhh," she interrupted, holding up a finger as she put the phone to her ear, her eyes locked on Alex’s crimson cheeks. "Janice? Hi, yes, perfect timing! Just showing my husband the announcement... Oh, they are adorable right now, Janice. Bright red, like a ripe little tomato. So cute when they blush." She winked at Alex, who sank deeper into the pillows, mortified. "Exactly. Utterly precious. Anyway, we’ll be in shortly... Yes, HR paperwork and benefits enrollment... Half an hour? Perfect." She ended the call, the playful glint hardening into command. "Right. Get dressed. HR awaits. Slacks, button-down. Look presentable for your new... employment status."
Alex scrambled for her phone, throat raw. "You sent a picture of my fucking dick to the whole company!"
Seraphina's eyes dilated, stars flashing as she snatched the phone back, tracing the swollen cock on screen with a shuddering breath. "I know," she purred, voice thick with primal hunger, "Now, husband, forget HR. Fuck me hard."
Seraphina slammed Alex back onto the mattress, her hand wrapping tight around their throat as she impaled herself fully on their cock, her wet cunt swallowing them whole with a slick, obscene gasp. "That's it, husband," she snarled, riding them with brutal, possessive strokes, her hips pistoning, "fuck your wife's greedy hole like you fucking mean it."
Alex gasped, the air punched from their lungs as her hot, rhythmic clenching milked their cock with each downward slam of her hips. "Fuck... Seraphina..." they choked out, fingers digging into the sweat-slick curve of her waist as she rode them relentlessly, the wet slap of flesh filling the room.
"Shut up and breed me, husband," she commanded, grinding down hard, her cunt gripping them like a vise as her own climax hit, muscles spasming around their shaft, her head thrown back in a silent scream that tore through the stillness. She collapsed forward, her breath hot against their ear. "Now, shower. Fast. HR paperwork won't file itself, and baby, you reek." A low chuckle vibrated against their skin. "I love it, but corporate drones might squirm."
Stepping under the scalding spray, the water stung but couldn't wash away the phantom grip of her cunt or the ache in my balls. My cock, thick and heavy against my thigh, pulsed angrily, making the bathroom tilt wildly as blood rushed south, the dizzying price of marrying a she-devil.