Yes (knot)

Agram didn’t have to be told twice. He thrust forward hard, hilting himself in Ahsoka’s drenched cunt. She let out a loud gasp as every last inch of her pussy was stretched wide, welcoming the quickly inflating knot in.

Ahsoka let out a moan of ecstasy as Agram’s seed flooded her womb, each spurt of sperm filling her with warmth. She arched her back as she orgasmed, only for Agram to give her system another shock when he knotted her. At this point she screamed in pleasure before passing out.

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Ahsoka woke up to a large, fuzzy chest lying on top of her...and a noticeable bulge in her stomach. It wasn’t so large that it would be awkward to move, but she would DEFINITELY be leaking until she got to the hot springs. Agram was fast asleep and apparently still hilted inside her snatch, though the knot had deflated.

Ahsoka weakly attempted to shove Agram off of her, only to remember his ****-nullifying aura. Propping herself on her elbows, she dragged herself out from under the massive cat, shivering as his dick slid out of her, now dripping, pussy.

She stumbled slightly on the way to the pools, still slightly hazy from her second ever (and most intense) orgasm. As she got in, she thought about what had led her here, to...THIS. The space battle, the hyperdrive malfunction, the sheer ASTONISHING odds of hitting a planet AT ALL. She thought about her clothes being destroyed, her run-ins with the different species on the planet, and her meeting with Agram.