As you awoke the next morning, you could feel the males tongue rubbing your feathered neck. Despite his ravaging pounding from yesterday, he was surprisingly calm and easy on your neck feathers with his tongue. His large cock was still inside you, acting like a plug, keeping his sperm inside you.
As the male cleaned your feathers, instincts kicked in and you began to appreciate this male rather then be disgusted by his prior actions. His muscular frame, yet smooth and gentle touch, and the ten inch cock stuck in you. They all gave the implications of a great mate.
You soon gave him a questioning purr, asking why he had raped you yesterday. He purred a response back, claiming he was the last of his pack. He had lost his former pack in a sand storm. Seeing you had gathered his interest and he couldn't help himself. But he also apologized for his rough behavior and promised to protect you and any hatchlings you produced.
Hatchlings. The thought never truly crossed your mind, until this moment. The chance of you getting pregnant seemed high, especially since he was making sure his cum stayed inside you. You looked to your slightly bloated stomach, wondering if that was just the seed or future eggs.
One Week Later
You were resting inside the nest, waiting for your mate to return. He soon walked into the cave, claws clicking on the rocks as he dragged a Gallimimus to you. You smiled up to him and began to eat from the Galli. As you ate, he checked the nests contain, before sitting next to you and nuzzling your belly.
It hadn't shrunk since the day he came in you, so odds were high you would bare his hatchlings soon. But with how accustomed you were getting to the life of a Velociraptor, it didn't seem that bad anymore.