Page 54 of Condemned

She sighed, all gooey-eyed and licking her lips.

Avalon crawled nearer, her baby claws needling into his legs, knees, and thighs, and he winced. Motes of lust, was that what he saw swirling and dusting the air? Surely it was a fucking yes.

His cock twitched, welcoming her presence. If it knew coding, it’d be signaling, come to Daddy.

She reached his balls and kissed one then the other, mouthing them as she had the sleeve of his shirt, which was when he’d seen firsthand the grip of the efsana on her mind. She’d sucked on him and barely realized what she did.

What a wet, hot mouth. “Fuck.” She kissed her way up his shaft, grasping his cock at the base and aiming at her mouth, making him swear even more, even louder. Takk chuckled.

Then... she hovered, mouth above, her breath warming his dick.

Only so much of a signal did he need. She wanted, he wanted. He grabbed her head and forced her down, adding gruffly, “Take it.”

The sight of her engulfing that part of him and the noises of her licking hit him at the same time as the sensation—lips and tongue moved softly on his flesh. Like his mauleon brothers, he was too large to fit in her mouth fully, alas. He groaned and let her work down there a while longer before he grabbed her hair and switched their positions. He maneuvered himself above and behind her.

With her belly down, with water licking at their feet, he aimed at her precious, perfectly wet cunt.

He thrust inside her and flattened her to the tiles. Water sloshed as he thrust three more times up and into her. It brought him full-on to the neck-biting, orgasmic, growling edge.

He halted, still buried full length inside the girl, balls squashed to her swollen flesh. His head back, blood calling him to fuck her hard, he strived not to come. With a final groan, he pulled out.

“No one’s done your ass yet.” Didn’t expect her answer, not with her clawing at the tiles, humping back at him, huffing, mewling for more. “Wait.” He pinned her down. “Wait.” He sucked and gnawed his lip. He had a kink he wanted ticked off.

Maybe it was a kink reserved only for her, but then he had a feeling she would be all he needed from this day onward.

“Captain? Do her ass.” He knew he wouldn’t fit, not the first time, but watching another do it while he was inside, yes. A huge yes.

“No.”

“Gorram!”

The captain grinned back at him, cock firmly in hand but on pause mode. “Get Kon.”

“Kon! In here, fast! I need your cock in her!”

The her beneath his hand with her cheek to the floor had her eyes rolled up and was making soft noises. Those noises were driving him crazy.

“Hurry!”

Kon banged in through the door and at one sight of the situation was ripping through buttons and flinging clothes to the four walls. He padded over, bare-assed naked within ten seconds of entering the room, Timin would swear.

“Yeah. What the fuck, Timin?”

“This the fuck.” He smacked the girl’s butt and she groaned, wriggled. “You get to fuck her asshole. Gently,” he stressed. “While I do her pussy. Deal?”

Bug-eyed, Kon wiped at his mouth and waved a hand at her.

“Taking that as a yes. You get to be the pillow. Use her juices for lube. There’s plenty. Get in her then turn over on your back.”

Smirking at how Kon stood frozen, he rolled onto his back then pulled her close, made her crawl up him until her breasts wobbled into close view. He began to suck and tease her nipples with mouth and tongue, one then the other, sucking them fully into his mouth while he gripped each breast like he owned them.

Kon kneeled behind her, sliding back and forth, picking up wetness as he probed between her legs.

Greedily slurping, Timin watched, feeling her arch and tilt to get more of his mouth, more of that cock. Kon had begun to push inside. Her moans and the small shaking of her thighs, her clutching at the tiles and his biceps assured him she was loving this.

Her first ass fuck was going to be awesome. Plain awesome, with him inside her too.

“Tell me when you’re in as far as you can go.”

Kon thrust at her again.

With a squeal, Avalon dropped onto her forearms. Timin twisted his upper body out from under but kept a hand massaging over her clit, the other palm on her back, holding her.

Finally, Kon gasped out, “Ready.”