Page 78 of Runaway Hucow

“She’s ready,” he said at last, as his finger slipped out of her with a wet sound. “Roscoe, perhaps you would like to do the honors?”

“You’re damn right I would.”

The alpha had been watching silently while his brother fingered Tess’s backside. Now he moved into position behind her. Spike and Peyton were on either side of her, and together they spread her mounds apart, giving their elder brother full access to her body. Tess gasped lightly when she felt the tip of the alpha’s cock pressing against her tight ring.

Yesterday, there had been no gentleness in Roscoe’s mating, but today he took her slowly. It was a necessity considering the thickness of his member and the tightness of Tess’s rear hole. He entered her by slow degrees, penetrating her an inch or two, then retreating before penetrating her again, advancing a little deeper each time until finally all of him was inside her. His length filled her. His girth stretched her out. Her inner muscles ached from the strain, but the sensation of fullness was worth the small amount of pain.

Tess had never felt so dominated in all her life.

It felt amazing.

As Roscoe started to move inside her, sliding in and out with slow, deep thrusts, the other two minotaurs moved around in front of her. Spike knelt before her, so that his hard cock was level with her lips. Peyton stood up just long enough to take his britches off, then he joined his brother on his knees in front of her. He was every bit as hard as his companions.

The two younger brothers shared her mouth between them. They were not greedy with her, but she was greedy with them, moaning hungrily as she bobbed her head, sliding her wet lips up and down their hard shafts, sucking them as deep inside her mouth as she could stand. She sucked them until her eyes watered, and tears rolled down her face, mingling with the saliva dripping down her chin.

And all the while, Roscoe continued rutting her from behind, thrusting his huge cock deep inside her tight rear hole.

“Good hucow,” the alpha said behind her. “Look how well you take all three of our cocks.”

“No doubt about it,” said Spike. “This little female’s built for sharing.”

“She sure is,” Peyton agreed. “But I’m afraid we’re neglecting her sweet little cunt.”

“Let’s fix that,” Roscoe purred.

The alpha reached around and cupped Tess’s swinging breasts with his enormous hands. Then, without taking his cock out of her, he slowly leaned back, pulling Tess with him, until he was lying on his back on the forest floor, and she was sitting atop his lap, reclining slightly, with her arms braced behind her and her legs open wide.

It was Spike who mounted her first. His cock was still slick with her saliva, and her pussy was drenched with arousal. He slid into her with ease, spearing himself deep between her open legs, filling her with his incredible girth. Tess dropped her head back and moaned.

The sensation of fullness between her legs was overwhelming. She had two males inside her now, one in front and one in back. Her breasts bounced and shook with the doubled rhythm of their mating.

“You’re so deep,” Tess breathed. “You’re both so deep inside me.”

She turned and looked at Peyton. The youngest minotaur was the only one not inside her now, and there was only one place left for him to fit. Tess parted her lips for him and begged with her eyes, begged him to fill her final hole.

The handsome young bisonman flashed a cocky smirk and pressed his spectacles up the bridge of his nose. Then he moved into position beside her, lowering his hips until his pelvis was level with her mouth.

“Good girl,” he said, as he slid a hand behind her head and guided his shaft between her lips. “Good mate…”

He cradled her head and began to thrust into her, just as his two brothers were thrusting below. All three of them were inside her now, filling her from every angle, above and below, front and back, everywhere.

“Do you feel that?” Spike murmured.

At first, Tess thought he was speaking to her, but she quickly realized he was talking to his brothers.

“Oh yeah,” Roscoe growled behind her. “I feel it.”

“Me too,” Peyton said. “It feels amazing.”

And now Tess could feel it too. She was connected to her three mates with a depth and intensity she had never experienced before. The three brothers had become one inside her, and she was one with each of them.

“Come for us, little hucow,” Peyton said, gently petting her hair. “Come for your mates.”

“Come for us,” Spike grunted on top of her, thrusting.

“Come,” Roscoe commanded from behind.

The alpha shoved himself inside of her as deep as he could go, and his knot swelled within her, binding her body to his own. Then his seed was pulsing into her, filling her body with warmth.