Chapter 84
Katrin recovers fast. 'By the way, why rabbitkin?' The thought suddenly struck me as I watched Katrin eagerly sucking on my tongue.
Rabbit—or "rabit," as it was called in most parts of the continent—didn't seem to fit her at all. Her ears were round like a dwarf's, and there wasn't a hint of the signature fluffy tail. The only vague similarity was the soft fur on the soles of her feet, which felt like a rabbit's pads. But that alone hardly justified naming an entire race after them. And with catkin already existing among the beastkin, calling them rabbitkin felt oddly redundant anyway.
I'd only learned about rabbitkin by chance myself, and Katrin didn't even seem aware of her own heritage. No one was around to clear up my curiosity.
"Haa... haat."
When I briefly pulled my tongue from her mouth, Katrin finally gasped for air in desperate gulps. It figured—this was probably her first real kiss, and she had no idea when to breathe.
I smirked at her, giving the soft sole of her foot a gentle squeeze.
She jolted. Her hips bucked upward, and her lips instinctively sought out my tongue again. She was getting the hang of it now, even sticking out her little tongue to greet mine.
I tangled our tongues once more and started thrusting my hips. Her body was leaking an unbelievable amount of slick arousal, drenching everything.
Chwap—chwap—
Even though it was just skin slapping skin, the lewd wet sounds began teasing my ears. Katrin flinched at the noise, startled, but she quickly surrendered to the pleasure and rocked her hips in rhythm again.
Right as I savored the way her tight walls gripped and gnawed at my cockhead...
She threw her arms around my neck, pulling herself tight against me—the tongue that had been devouring mine now wrapped around it possessively. Her stiff nipples tickled my chest, sending a delicious shiver through me. I responded by slowly embracing her waist.
"Hngaaaah!!"
Holding her hips and tugging her up slightly unleashed a massive moan from her lips. At the same time, a clear gush sprayed from her pussy, soaking her thighs and mine like she'd pissed herself.
Of course, after a few rounds with her, I knew it was just female ejaculation. No reason to stop now.
"Hiiit... ah, no... haeut."
I kept pounding into her relentlessly, and her panicked voice whimpered out. But her words didn't match her body—her pussy clung desperately to my cock, and her arms stayed locked around my neck.
Still gripping her waist, I straightened up.
Srrk—
The cloth blindfold over her eyes slipped free and fell to the floor. Her body floated into the air, supported only by her arms around my neck, my arms around her waist, and my cock spearing her depths.
Naturally, she clung tighter, pressing her soft breasts flush against my torso.
"Uuuhnggg..."
Hanging from my neck, she let out strange, muffled moans. Was she scared of dangling in midair, or overwhelmed by the pleasure of my cock prodding her womb entrance? Hard to tell.
Her slender legs wrapped around my waist next. I shifted my hands to cup her plump ass, holding her steady. Our height difference made lifting her effortless.
Confirming how light she was, I flexed my arms—hoisting her up, then letting her drop back down onto my cock.
"Hiiit!! Haaahaaaah!!"
The moment she felt her full weight impaling her, another lewd cry burst from her. She gazed up at me with a slightly pained expression, but her pussy kept squeezing me tight.
Spreading her cheeks a bit wider let me plunge even deeper.
"Haaah... s-stop."
She sounded like she was pushing me away, but fresh lewd juices trickled from her lower half, betraying her.
"I don't force myself on women who hate it, Katrin."
I met her eyes as I said it, and they glazed over blankly. She'd just begged me to stop moments ago, but now she clamped her lips shut, saying nothing.
Silence means go for it.
I interpreted her reaction my way and resumed bouncing her body on my cock. That precarious floating sensation must've amped her up—her walls clamped down even harder.
With her hands on my shoulders and legs locked around my waist, she threw her head back, spilling moan after filthy moan.
Even if she was light, sweat was starting to slick my back—and hers too. Her glistening breasts looked delicious, so I lifted her higher and sank my teeth into one.
The soft, springy flesh melted in my mouth like candy. Katrin shuddered violently, reveling in the sensation of my lips.
"S-sex... I want sex."
Huh? I tilted my head at her sudden plea.
We were already balls-deep—why say she wanted sex now?
"Haha."
Then it hit me, and I burst out laughing. She didn't know the lingo yet—asking me to fuck her was her way of saying she wanted my cock inside.
"Uuuh..."
She flushed crimson at my laughter. I lowered her slowly, sliding back in. Her well-adjusted hole welcomed me eagerly.
A few more thrusts, and she started licking one nipple while teasing the other with her fingers.
Hm?
"D-does it feel bad? I... I liked it, so."
She wanted to return the favor—make me feel as good as she did. I chuckled at her earnest effort and shook my head.
"Feels great. Keep going, Katrin."
"Yes."
Her face lit up with a sense of mission. She dove in eagerly, suckling and kneading my chest with clumsy but enthusiastic strokes. No reason to hate it.
Rabbitkin, huh... Watching her worship my chest, my earlier thought resurfaced. I think I figured out where the name came from.
Every woman had her own unique pussy, but Katrin's stood out—fitting for a non-human race.
She climaxes fast. And recovers just as quick.
I chalked it up to rabbit traits. Ghetto had let me raise rabbits as a kid, and they were among the continent's weakest animals. All they had were quick legs, but even those weren't impressive compared to other beasts.
Predictably, breeding was tough for them. Mating left anyone vulnerable, and rabbits had zero defenses—so they evolved a workaround.
Finishing in under three seconds flat. And the females? They could go dozens of rounds a day.
In short: a fragile hole that crests fast, but bounces back just as quick.
She's ready for another already.
Her inner walls fluttered in spasms around me. Maybe that's why they called them rabbitkin.
"Haa... haaa..."
She squirted another clear flood, then licked her lips while staring at me. The sight stirred my own release.
Human men and rabbitkin women might be a perfect match. Those trembling walls during climax? Addictively stimulating, no matter how many times.
"Here it comes, Katrin."
I laid her back on the workbench and announced it. Instead of replying, she kept teasing my chest with both hands.
A few hard thrusts, and her depths spasmed again. I timed it perfectly, unleashing the load I'd been holding.
"Hngaaaah!!"
Her fingers and toes curled tight as she moaned. And right then—
BAM—
The door to Katrin's forge flew open with a force that nearly splintered it.