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Yoka is half-asleep, woken by the sunlight streaming through the window and the warm, twitchy pressure around his sheathed penis. Solara’s hand moved over him, teasing Yoka’s dick. A quiet smirk playing on Solara’s face. In his other hand, he held a new collar – a small, silent question. Yoka didn’t need words. He nodded, presenting his readiness.
Solara guided him to his knees, asserting control but still gentle. He clipped the leash onto the collar and tugged lightly, bringing Yoka lower until his forehead nearly touched the floor. Yoka wobbled, slipped, and let out a soft gasp as he looked up. Sunlight glinted off Solara’s massive knot, already glistening with pre-cum, ready.
Without warning, Solara pressed forward, forcing Yoka’s mouth open. His thick knot filled Yoka’s maw, stretching him just enough to make him choke and whimper. Yoka gagged softly, eyes watering, but there was no resistance – only the raw, overwhelming need to take his master fully. Solara began to move, thrusting slowly at first, letting Yoka adjust to the deep, consuming heat. Each pump driving Yoka further into breathless submission.
With a sharp tug, Solara lifted Yoka and tossed him onto the bed. He took one paw, rubbing the firm yet soft pad, fingers brushing between the toes. Yoka’s belly and chest fur were rumpled perfectly, inviting, submissive, ready to take Solara fully.
Solara spread Yoka’s legs just enough, easing himself inside the still-sensitive hole from their last encounter. Yoka let out a soft yell, a mix of sharp pain and overwhelming pleasure as he felt Solara fill him completely.
Then Solara began to move. Each thrust pushed the knot against Yoka’s prostate, making him shiver and moan uncontrollably. Yoka tried to hold back, but his body wasn’t listening. His own seed shot out, coating his face, chest, and fur in a glowing mess, every pulse sharper than the last. Time narrowed to the rhythm of pleasure, each wave of release washing over him.
Even as Yoka trembled, Solara leaned down and kissed him, deep and claiming. Tongues tangled, mouths pressed together, gasps mingling with the slick warmth of their bodies. Solara’s own climax hit, filling Yoka from the inside. Each small twitch, each hot pulse, pushed both of them to the edge again and again, until nothing remained but the shared, messy, perfect aftermath.
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