[PMSingTiger]

Svara growled at the insufferable beast. Did it not hear him the first time? The question just proved to push Svara over the edge even more. "Fucking damn it! You're the sire, you dumb lizard!" He spat right before that perfect muzzle buried itself between his legs.
A huff of air escaped Svara as he leaned back, accepting the feeling of his tongue on his sore genitalia. Ever since he'd gotten pregnant he'd been so horney he could kill just to get off. But not matter how many times he jerked his cock to completion his pussy was still hot and swollen and wanting. It was a complete conundrum to him, since he'd only ever had sex with it once and now the thing seemed to want more traffic than a church on sunday.
A contented chuff rose from his lips as he lay back more, again, unconsciously rubbing his swollen belly. Wasn't this how he got into this predicament the last time? "I better be tasty as fuck, I'm carrying you brood after all!" He snapped in irritation before spreading his legs wider forgetting about the other dragon that was there. After all the umbrella's monster dick wouldn't do Svara any good, no wyvern attention was just fine for what he wanted.
Once he got off he was going to rip that beast a second asshole, but not till he got off of course.