Demon Hunter

[Frisk E. Coyote]

Grim couldn't help but wonder what she was getting close to, but he dropped the thought. It wasn't important. That feeling they were giving each other was. The Hell Hound felt his testicles contract and tingle with a wonderful sensation, making him want to fuck her a little harder. He enjoyed the way she held him, her warmth, her weight, her scent, he loved it all. He slowed down his humping, and slowly pushed his knot against her pussy, then pulled out a little, and pushed inside her again, pushing his knot against her slit once more. He repeated this several times, the knot managing to enter her little by little with as little pain as possible. Eventually, he could get it in half-way before pulling out again. Finally, he pushed gently, slowly, but firmly... and the knot entered her with a soft squelch. With thirteen inches inside her including the knot, he picked up the pace again, the sensation he got was building up as his cock stimulated every part of her vaginal passage, while at the same time, her hot, wet hole totally engulfed his length, and it felt great. He was getting ready to mate her, his orgasm slowly built up.

"Daisy... it feels good... something's happening-" He told her, in case it was a bad thing.