The dam broke.

Her control slipping with every lick Carapace made, Spiracle struggled to keep her laying back just to bask in this feeling for only a few more seconds, but one can only deny nature so long, and with the sensory assault of pleasurable labor and her mate combined, she lost the fight.

Carapace's only warning was a hard shudder against his erect self as he heard Spiracle scream loudly, the signal that it was time to lay. A flood of nutrient goo exploded from out of her, covering the floor and his lower half in it before an egg had already slipped out. The belly beneath his hooves had gone rock hard and was spasming before him. He knew at this point Spiracle was practically lost to him as long as the laying went on. He'd be stuck here for a while as she laid her entire clutch in a string of back to back orgasms. Screaming in bliss all the while.

He wouldn't have it any other way.