Muklod Interrupts

Venus' breath caught in her throat as Kazi's fingers began to toy with her pussy, little claws flicking over her clit and stoking the flames of her desire. The little kobold was moving around, getting into position as he prepared to fuck her, and then the door to the hut slammed open. Kazi spun around, fear in his eyes as he watched the lumbering form of the bugbear, apparently named Muklod, approach. Venus, for her part, only felt her lust burning hotter, whimpering as she spread her legs and offered herself up to either of them.

“The fuck you think you're doing, Kazi?” Muklod growled, grabbing up the kobold and tossing him across the room. Kazi yiped in pain, smacking into the wall and falling dazed to the floor. The massive bugbear narrowed his eyes, his voice low and filled with contempt, “You know I get the women first.”

“Kazi ssorry! Kazi ssorry!” The kobold had rolled over into a deep bow, obedient and fearful. “Kazi j-jusst.. Kazi jusst.. preparing her! Yess, that it! Kazi make her wet for you, Muklod!”

A deep rumble rolled out of Muklod's thick chest, it was clear he didn't believe the kobold, but it seemed he had put sufficient fear into the little monster, “When these women give me a new tribe, then you will have them all. Understand? I see you trying to fuck one before me, and I will crush your skull!” The last words were a roar, spittle flying from his maw of sharp teeth to splatter over Kazi's face, sending the kobold reeling.

“Now,” Muklod turned his attention back to Venus, approaching the bed and reaching down to run his rough palm over her mound. The huntress cooed, arching her hips up and rubbing back as the delicious sensations ran through her. The beast grinned, “You want it? You want to be fucked and fucked until you're fat with my cub?”

A distant part of Venus' mind screamed for her to fight the effects of the mujaberry potion, but when her lips opened she whimpered and moaned, “Yes! P-please! I'm so hot! I'm burning up! Fuck me! Breed me! I need it!”

Apparently hearing all he needed to hear, Muklod rose up and undid the simple loincloth tied to his waist. The dirty and stained piece of material slid away to fall between his legs, revealing his inhuman cock. It was nearly two inches thick, protruding from a sheath like an animal's dick might. The sheath portion was four inches long and dark brown, but the eight additional inches that extended from that sheath were a deep pink, wet with some sort of clear film or moisture and pulsing slightly with excitement. The head of Muklod's cock bulged like a slightly downward-turned bulb, while a series of tiny wriggling fronds protruded from its upper rim.

The smell hit Venus like a wave, a thick and heady musk that, combined with the effects of the mujaberry, caused the huntress' pussy to grow dripping wet. She gasped, the scent thick, inescapable, causing her to breath it in more. Venus swooned and laid back against the bed, the wooden frame creaking and the mattress bending as Muklod added his weight to it. The shadow hunter looked up at this terrible creature, at this thing that was her enemy, and she felt her breath grow heavy with excitement and anticipation for what he would do to her.