Page 22 of Bigfoot Threw Rocks at Me

It's a question that's been nagging at me all morning, a worry about how the dynamics within the Eldruk might work.

Kruk glances at me, his expression unreadable for a moment before he replies.

Not at all. In fact, as queen, you are expected to spend time mating with each Eldruk. It is necessary for the harmony and unity of our community.

His response brings a wave of relief, washing away the small tendrils of concern that had started to form.

"I'm glad to hear that," I reply, my steps feeling lighter. "I want to be a good leader for the Eldruk, to really be a part of this community."

Kruk nods, his eyes meeting mine in the dim light.

You are already well on your way, Emily. Stripe has already been telling the other Eldruk how transformative you were during his mating with you and Mark. The others are eager to experience your pleasure.

Hearing his words, a flush of excitement warms my cheeks. The idea that I could be railed by each and every Eldruk is thrilling.

Kruk leads me deeper into the network of tunnels until we arrive at a grand cave. The space opens up dramatically, the ceiling arching high above. The floor beneath our feet is completely covered in a thick layer of soft moss, cushioning our steps.

"What room is this?" I ask, my voice hushed in awe as I gaze around at the natural majesty of the place.

This, Kruk begins, spreading his arms wide as he turns to me, is the group mating chamber. It is here where all the Eldruk can enjoy the pleasures of their queen together at the same time.

"Can we do that now?" I ask, eager to experience the hairy fuck pile of ten Eldruk all at once.

Kruk nods. There is a hint of pleasure in his expression.

Yes, we can, he confirms.

Kruk raises his voice, a deep, resonant call that echoes through the caverns, reaching out to the other Eldruk. I watch in awe as, one by one, they begin to enter the grand cave. They move with quiet dignity, their eyes on me, filled with a mixture of respect and arousal.

I step into the center of the chamber, feeling the moss soft under my feet. The Eldruk form a circle around me, their presence imposing yet comforting. I take a deep breath, gathering my thoughts and my courage.

"My lovers," I start, my voice steady and clear, reverberating off the stone walls. "I am deeply honored to stand here before you today."

The Eldruk watch me, attentive and silent, encouraging me to continue.

"I came to your world not knowing the full path I was destined to walk," I continue, my voice growing stronger with each word. "But now, I stand before you, ready to embrace this role, ready to learn, and be filled by your seed."

I pause, looking around at the faces in the crowd, seeing nods of approval and smiles of encouragement.

"With your guidance, I hope to bear many Eldruk children. I am committed to your kind for as long as I am able.”

I take another breath, feeling a tingle between my thighs.

"I am here to serve your cocks, to grow fat with child, and to unite. Let us move forward together now, our bodies humming in the primal dance."

The chamber fills with a soft murmuring of approval. Kruk steps forward, his cock beginning to twitch.

You speak well, Emily. You are truly one of us now, he says, his voice filled with pride.

The air in the cavern is thick with anticipation and hunger. The other Eldruk begin to stir, their massive cocks swinging heavily between their hairy thighs, hardening with each passing moment. Knowing they are here for me, for my royal pussy — it’s almost too much to bear.

Kruk is the first to step forward, his amber eyes locked on mine as he approaches. He doesn’t say a word. He doesn’t need to; his intentions are clear. I stand tall, bracing myself for what comes next.

He places a rough hand on my hip and guides me to all fours, positioning me so that my ass is in the air, my slit exposed and glistening with anticipation. With one strong thrust, Kruk buries himself deep inside me, filling me to the hilt. I gasp at the sudden intrusion. He’s rougher than he has been before, but not careless. His movements are deep and primal as he claims me, marking me as his queen.

The sound of our mating fills the cavern, my moans intermingling with his primal growls. The others, unable to resist any longer, began to couple around us, their bodies moving with a frenzied rhythm.

"Oh, yes!" I moan as Kruk pounds into me relentlessly, his grizzly cock stretching me wide.

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