The Lizardman jerks away from your touch, eyes narrowing. "How dare you?" he snarls, lashing out with a clawed hand. You barely manage to dodge the swipe, feeling hot breath wash over your face as he growls deep in his throat.

"You're not going anywhere," he whispers darkly. "Not until I've had my fill."

The Lizardman hesitates for a moment, eyes fixed on the tip of your cock. "Very well," he growls, stepping back and lowering himself onto his haunches. He spreads his legs wide, revealing his smooth, scaled underbelly and a long vertical slit just below his navel. His tail lashes back and forth wildly as he watches you expectantly.

You can feel the heat radiating from his body as you move closer, positioning yourself between his legs.

You smile up at him, feeling oddly content. Perhaps this won't be so bad after all...

Laying together like this, you can't help but wonder what other surprises the Naga has in store for you...

You smile up at him, feeling oddly content. Perhaps this won't be so bad after all...

Laying together like this, you can't help but wonder what other surprises the Naga has in store for you...

"I'll fill you so full of my seed that there won't be room for anything else," the werewolf promises, slamming into you harder still. His hips work in a furious rhythm as he releases himself deep inside you, filling you with hot cum. You feel his cock twitch and pulse as he comes, each spurt of cum adding to the weight inside you.

When at last he's finished, he collapses on top of you, panting heavily. "There,"

The werewolf chuckles softly, the sound vibrating through your body as he nuzzles into your neck. "You're welcome, little one." He says, his voice already growing more gentle. "Now let's see if you can make some cute little werecubs for me."

With a final lick to your ear, the werewolf rolls off of you and pads over to the nearby pool, leaving you alone on the soft grass.

The werewolf's thrusts become more frantic now, his body tense as he nears the edge, his teeth clenched and eyes squeezed shut in concentration. He growls deep in his throat, the sound echoing through your head as he finally comes violently inside you, his hips bucking wildly as he empties himself into your already overstuffed insides.

The centaur chuckles darkly and leans forward to nip at your earlobe before murmuring, "

"Your turn." His voice is rough and husky, vibrating against your skin as he pulls out of you, leaving you aching and empty. He grins, showing a mouth full of sharp teeth before positioning himself behind the werewolf and sliding his cock between those already inside you. With a low growl, he presses forward, forcing his way into your body, stretching you further than ever before as he takes up residence within you.