Chapter 758: Don’t Worry It Will Fit!

The quiet atmosphere of the private chamber remained filled with the heavy, lingering scent of their encounter.

Outside the windows, the mountain breeze rustled softly through the canopy of the Shamanic Grove, casting flickering patches of moonlight across the disheveled white furs.

Zephyra lay flat on her stomach atop the plush pelts, her mature, supple body still twitching in small aftershocks from the intense, multi-stage orgasms that had wracked her body.

Her silver hair spilled wildly across her shoulder, and her skin glistened with a fine sheen of sweat.

Between her rounded, parted thighs, the thick, white trails of his seed continued to leak softly out of her spent pussy.

Even then she didn’t move and stayed exactly where she was, her face down, arms limp, legs slightly parted, the curve of her ass angled just enough that the pale moonlight caught the shiny mess between her cheeks.

Sol lay beside her, resting his torso on one elbow.

As his crimson eyes drifted over the curves of her back, his gaze inevitably settled on the sight directly above her swollen, leaking pussy... the tight, delicate, and unblemished pink opening of her asshole.

Seeing that hole, a sudden, fierce surge of electricity shot straight down Sol’s spine to the base of his pelvis.

Despite having just poured his cum deep inside her womb, the visual contrast of her spent, cream-slicked pussy and that tight, pink asshole triggered an immediate reaction.

His spent cock twitched again, started throbbing, and hardened back to full, rock hard form in a matter of heartbeats, standing tall and majestic against the cool air.

He stared at that small, forbidden hole and felt his willpower fold like wet paper.

A dark, crooked smirk bloomed on Sol’s lips. He shifted his weight, crawling smoothly onto the furs behind her while she remained half-dazed in her post-coital haze, oblivious to his resurgent arousal.

His body settled, hovering directly over her back, chest to shoulders, hips to hips.

One forearm braced on the side of her narrow waist, while the other hand reached down, wrapping around his hard cock, and with a thick, filthy squealch, he dragged the thick length of his cock through the pool of her juices and his own warm seed between her pussy.

He rubbed back and forth until the cock was shiny and dripping in the natural, warm lubricant.

Zephyra barely reacted. She was still floating in the afterglow, her body soft and unresisting.

Without waiting, Sol guided the broad, wet head of his cock upward, sliding it against her soft skin until the tip rested directly against her tightly closed pink asshole.

He pressed the mess of cum and juices against the tight ring of her asshole, smearing it in slow circles, pushing the slippery mixture into the tiny folds until a small pool of it sat right at the entrance.

Then he shifted his hips, lined himself up properly and nudged forward.

The blunt head of his cock kissed the closed hole, pressing gently against the tight opening and testing the resistance.

Zephyra, whose consciousness was still floating in a hazy cloud of physical contentment, initially assumed he was merely getting restless again and didn’t bother to care about him.

But as the distinct, firm pressure of his broad head pressed firmly against her rear hole rather than her pussy, her eyes snapped wide open.

She jolted, her body tensing as she turned her head sideways against the furs, looking back at him over her shoulder with flushed cheeks and wide, milky-white eyes.

"S-Sol..." Zephyra gasped, her voice hoarse and rough from her earlier screaming. "What... what are you doing back there?"

Sol lowered his head until his lips brushed against the shell of her ear, his hot breath rolling over her skin as he spoke in an equally hoarse and rough voice.

"Exactly what are you thinking I’m doing, Shaman." A soft kiss landed on the side of her neck. "Wouldn’t it be a shame to leave such a perfect, beautiful little hole completely untouched?"

Zephyra’s brows furrowed in immediate, flustered confusion, the expression half disbelief, half instinctive refusal. "Sol, stop playing around. That is the wrong place! That hole is for... excretion, not for this! T-that time was just an accident, lets not use it again!"

"So what?" Sol replied indifferently, his thumb lightly stroking the side of her hip. While he kept the head of his cock pressed firmly against the tight ring, not pushing yet, just letting her feel the threat of it.

"Who decided it can’t be used for pleasure? Your other hole is used for pissing, yet we just spent the last hours using it to have the time of our lives. Why should this one be any different? And it’s not like it’s our first time using this hole. "

Zephyra opened her mouth but found herself momentarily speechless. Nothing in their traditions or spirit laws forbade it.

The body was just a body. In the primitive, pragmatic culture of the Great Orrath, warriors cared little for abstract taboos.

Still, the idea sat wrong in her mind... dirty in a way that had nothing to do with cleanliness. She had always washed thoroughly after every necessity; the hole itself was clean. The problem was psychological, not physical.

Her mind struggled to accept it. She shook her head against the pelts, her voice laced with genuine hesitation and panic.

"S-Sol... I think we have done more than enough for one night. Let us not proceed with this. I don’t... I don’t think it will feel good. Even though we did that once with this hole, it was during the heat of moment. And compared to my pussy that hole is far too tight... and look at you! Your cock is so thick and long. It will never fit in there!"

Sol trailed a series of slow, lingering kisses down the side of her neck, his lips pressing against her collarbone as he spoke in a low, intoxicating whisper, like a devil signing away the soul for eternity in exchange for worldly wealth.

"Don’t worry about it fitting, Zeph." he murmured. "Remember when I first put my cock inside your pussy? You thought it was too big then, too, yet you took every single inch all the way to my balls. This hole will accommodate me just the same if you let it. And it’s not like we haven’t used this for fun, so there’s no need to be so dramatic.

We have more than enough slickness to make sure it glides in smoothly."

He rolled his hips just enough to smear more of the slippery mess against her asshole. "Just relax your muscles, stop clenching, and I promise you it’ll feel even better than your pussy once you’re used to it."