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He grows impossibly large inside of me, and so, so hard. “Doyle! Please!” I plead with him. I need to come. Need him to come.
A pair of lips flutter over my clit. I looked down to see that Mordred has joined us mid flight. He flicks his talented tongue over my clit while Doyle rams into me harder and harder, a desperate piston needing release.
“Get there, Nyx,” he commands me. “Come, so I can. Don’t keep me waiting.”
My head spins from the onslaught of sensation until I scream my pleasure into the darkening night sky. Doyle’s triumphant roar echoes around me.
Mordred latches onto my nipples before finally claiming my lips and kissing me. “You did a great job, my fine mage.”
I don’t have time to respond. He lifts me up from Doyle, and hugs me to himself. I wrap my legs around his slim hips, and the blunt tip of his cock presses between my swollen pussy lips, just enough to let me know he is there, but doesn’t push for more.
“Hold on to me.” Mordred tips forward and we hurtle toward the ground. I scream, my hair whipping around my face. Weightless, it’s then that Mordred sinks his length inside of me. He pumps in and out, uses me as he needs to.
Every bit of me clenches around him.
I’m barely sane and seeing my imminent death makes me scream. At the last moment, Mordred banks upward. I let the wave of pleasure come over me. I’m still quaking as he lands effortlessly. While I’m still clenching for him, he lifts me from his body, and positions me over Owain’s waiting cock.
He’s so thick, I need a few tries to seat myself onto him fully.
“Slowly, my mate. We have all the time in the world, especially in this hollow.” He works his thumb over my slick clit. “That’s my girl. There you go. Taking me so well.”
Logan rears up behind me. He sticks two fingers into my mouth, and I automatically suck on them. “That’s it. Keep doing that.”
Owain eases out of me, letting Logan line his cock up and thrust into me from behind. He drags himself in and out slowly until he’s fully sheathed in my tight channel. “Gods, this is going to be a tight fit,” he says.
“But worth it,” Owain answers.
“What are you—oh!”
Logan exits my pussy, and Owain thrusts up into me. A few more thrusts later, and finally my body swallows him up. At the same time, Logan swirls the tip of his finger around the rim of my back hole. “Doyle gave me a little special oil for this. I think you’ll like it.” He pushes inside of me, and I feel so unbelievably full. “If you think that feels good, baby, you’re going to love what’s next.”
The hot liquid of his precum and my slick juices combine with whatever special oil Logan lubes me with as painless as possible. Breaching the tight rim leaves me panting, but between Owain and Logan, we finally get there.
“Tight…so. fucking. tight.” Logan groans. “Relax my love.” Logan moves first, easing in and out of my ass with a delicious rhythm. Owain soon catches on and they thrust in sync, stretching me in ways I never thought possible. I moan and throw my head back as they hit places I never knew existed. Ripples of pleasure course through me like little earthquakes rocking my body.
“Feels so good having you around us both, baby,” Logan pants.
“You’re so wet. Your scent is invigorating.” Owain groans as he kisses and suckles at my neck and shoulders.
Ecstasy drowns every single lucid thought out of my mind as I become nothing more than a vessel for their pleasure and love. Their hands on my body, their cocks inside of me, their words and growls vibrating on my skin—I’m lost in the sea of sensations washing over me like an unrelenting tide.
While I’m still breathless and amped, Thorn carries me away. He’s made a nest for us within a small copse of trees. He lays me out before him, lingering over my body. Holding back until he’s had his fill of seeing me.
“The bonds have surely taken root with you,” he says. “See how that creature tried to burn the vines from you, but couldn’t?”
I survey the pink line of a scar on my body. Soon, it will be become nothing but a faded line. “Truthfully, I didn’t stop to think about its motives. I just knew it was hurting me.”
Thorn kisses the scar. “A few more nights with us, and there won’t be anything left to remind you of last night.”
I caress his beautiful body. Dusky copper skin for his torso, then turning into a deep vermillion when skin turns into scales. His tail alone is six feet long, and he uses that strong appendage to his advantage. He wraps his tail around me now, his coils trussing me against him.
“I’ve been dreaming of this, my Nyx. Dreaming of pushing both of my cocks into your tight holes.”
I tremble in anticipation. He coaxes his twin shafts from his sheath. They drip with slick and precum.
“The others should have prepped you for me,” he whispers against my temple. He works his fingers between my legs, finding my pulsing clit greedy for attention. With the other hand, he lines himself up, slamming into me with zero hesitation.
My body trembles, clenching and unclenching around the sudden invasion. His cockheads rubbed against sensitive spots that I didn’t even know existed.
