Yes, he breeds her.

The beast of Geral growled ferociously, and ripped his throbbing organ from Jessica's mouth, smearing spit and silvery pre-seed down her chest and in between her breasts. She leaned slightly forward, trying to recapture his swollen glands in-between her messy lips. The beast flung himself off of the table with a savage grunt, sending Jessica tumbling to the ground, unharmed, but still deep in lust with the unnatural member. She drooled onto the floor, her mouth still filled with silver tinted fluid, unconsciously, she licked it from her lips. Suddenly, she heard a loud tear sounding throughout the empty bar, followed by the strange feeling of cold air on her bare nethers, not helped by the fluid seeping from her lower lips. Strong hands gripped her hips fiercely, and then, a sudden feeling of blissful fullness as Geral slammed into her sodden depths. The bestial man wasted no time and began fiercely rutting into her, punctuating each hard thrust with a feral grunt. Jessica wailed in ecstasy, digging her nails into the floorboards in an attempt to handle the rapturous sensations assaulting her mind. Her mind exploded with color, and she could almost feel every thrust pulsing within her brain, an orgasmic pleasure pounding behind her eyes. Geral roared as his cock pulsed faster within her, before she felt an eruption of fluid within her depths and screamed out her own pleasure, her orgasm was the greatest thing that she had felt in her entire life, but too soon it was over, and the beast man pulled out of her before falling backwards, hitting the floor with a loud thud behind her. Jessica panted and gasped, drenched in sweat and writhing on the floor at the resounding pulses of pleasure deep inside of her. Time passed, what might have been hours or minutes, she couldn't tell. Eventually she gathered the strength to turn herself over, and sat up, planting her hands on the floor and gazing down at her swollen nethers. A thick, syrupy liquid poured from her, a silver substance with small specks that resembled stars swirling throughout it. She dragged her finger through the cum, and brought it hesitantly to her mouth, it smelled strange, sweet, yet a sharp edge permeated its odor. She licked her finger of the substance, and groaned in pleasure as the delicious fluid returned her to her lustful stupor. She looked to see the **** beast man laid out before her, his shiny, still twitching cock half soft. Jessica lunged for it, sealing her lips around the member and licking every inch of it until the musky organ was clean. She pulled it free from her lips with a pop, returning to her senses and hurriedly standing to her feet, she nearly collapsed on her weak knees, and planted a shakey hand on a nearby table to steady herself. When she had regained her composure, she looked towards the door and considered her options. She could brave the night, and try to make her way home to her aunt, who was surely worried terribly about her. Or she could attempt to barricade the bar, dealing with Geral somehow. Her gaze drifted over to the still sleeping beast man, his cock throbbing with renewed vigor. Her womb throbbed in an unnatural and partially unpleasant manner, and she recalled Geral's words about a child with a sharb stab of dread deep in her gut. But the throbbing was not limited to her womb, but also her head, which seemed to pulse and throb with every passing moment, a slight pressure behind her eyes that she could only notice when she turned her focus towards it. She was struck with indecision, did she brave the night? Despite the noises that she could hear from outside the bar, or did she remain in the bar? She quickly realized that Geral had ruined her clothes, and any other opportunist could take advantage of her **** state, the thought sent a stab of arousal through her core that was soon followed by shame and worry. Why was she having these thoughts? She had never been very promiscuous. Perhaps she should remain in the bar. But then what would she do with Geral? The sight of his throbbing member made her lick her lips, it had tasted truly wonderful after all. She shook her head and tried to focus. Should she stay? Or should she go?