He didn't know if it was because of his ovipositor or not, but he wasn't complaining in the slightest. He loved how wet she was; it made breeding her easier .
She wanted to tell him how much she loved him, how good it felt and how badly she wanted him to make her a mother. But none of that mattered, he wanted to hear her struggle to make noises, and he was getting what he wanted.
He was still under the impression she was playing her little game; trying to hide their mating from children that weren't really there. He was thoroughly enjoying himself.
He slammed into her over and over before shunting to the vent, roaring as he filled her with his thick load. He paused only for a second before he began to move roughly again.
She whined, her head spinning. It hit her like a wall, a loud scream tearing from her throat as she suddenly climaxed, her already tight walls clamping down, squeezing tighter around his cock.