Book Excerpt for Xenofestation 3-01

Paragonas Vaunt

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Ornella stuck her arms and legs out in the shape of a star and began to tumble, naked.

And then the creature was on her.

Huge talon-tipped digits gripped her shoulders, dug in, and Ornella felt the wrench of a sudden change of direction.

The creature called out, the scream of a raptor reverberating through her body, beyond deafening this close in, and its wings beat the air. Ornella was helpless in its grasp, her body as floppy as a leaf in a hurricane, gathering speed, heading towards the far end of the tunnel-like space.

Back to its nest.

They arrived in a rush, the creature spreading its wings to brake its headlong plunge, then beating them once to steady the final approach, before alighting almost delicately. Ornella was unceremoniously dumped into the bottom of a dish-shaped nest of woven twigs a little over three metres across, and the creature landed beside her.

Ornella made to rise to her knees.

The creature turned, using the length of its great beak to knock her sideways, catching her leg in the grasp of one talon as she skittered towards the edge of the nest. She teetered on the brink, saw how much yawningly empty air there was beneath them. Not that the fall would hurt so much in the low gravity, she thought, but the nest still felt very high up, the ground a long way below, dizzyingly far away.

The creature plonked her down in the middle of the nest, on all-fours, and before she could do anything else it positioned its body over her bare back, wrapped its great leathery wings around her and suddenly her world went grey.

Its beak closed on the back of her neck.

For one terrible moment Ornella thought it meant to kill her, perhaps to eat her, and she wondered for the duration of that moment what it would be like, how it would be to end this way, maybe fed piecemeal into the mouths of the creature's hungry chicks, and she decided there was nothing to be done about it and felt no fear. But then she felt something thick and rubbery slide down the crack of her butt, and Ornella knew she was on more familiar ground.

She remembered what Patience had said, how the creature had put its eggs into her butt, during two attempts, and she smiled at the thought of Patience's predicament, and what it would be like if she had to go back to her room afterwards and admit to Patience that she'd been no better at guiding the creature to the right place. But though the slimy-slick tip of its ovipositor paused for a moment at her butt-knot, the creature seemed to make a decision not to push into her there and it moved on, sliding further down, into the cleft of her cunt.

And then the creature was in her.

In her cunt all ready and willing, the tip of the creature's ovipositor sliding in, easy and fast, third-time-lucky, its shaft slightly rough-textured, slightly cool, easing with her body's answering wetness, warming to her body's heat. So far so typical, but then the thing twisted, and twisted, and twisted, corkscrewing within the clasp of her cunt, and Ornella laughed at that thought, because that was exactly how it felt, a spiral shape screwing itself deeper and deeper inside the tight hold of her body, plunging deep, Ornella groaning at the depth of its penetration, at the twisty way it got there.

And, buried deep, as deep as it could go, as deep as she could take it, she felt the thing writhe and strum on her sensitive inner flesh, on the sensitive front wall, on the wildly sensitive clit she'd had bionetically enhanced, and long before the ovipositor bulged to the first of two eggs, a clutch of two mighty eggs destined for her womb, Ornella was orgasming, her cunt clenching and spasming so much that at first she didn't even notice the bulge of the first egg, but when she did, when she felt its first push against her rhythmically-clutching entrance, she screamed in abandon, adding her cry to the creature's own shrill call, piercing in her ears as it held her by the scruff of the neck and made her submit, to the corkscrewing ovipositor it wound and twisted into her, and to the girthy egg it now pushed against the opening to her womb.