Page 56 of Condemned

Oh, gods. She couldn’t breathe.

The red face of Timin with his fangs showing as Kon bellowed and again shoved in deep and hard.

The rough fucking. Timin trying not to collapse onto her, his arms taut, head lowered.

The double penetration by two males who dwarfed her so completely.

It was an unforgettable and deviant pleasure that tangled inextricably with possession.

Soon, she ended up on her knees, happily licking both of their cocks dry.

Do this too often and she’d become nothing more than their slave.

Was that so awful, she wondered, curled up and engulfed by a mess of mauleon, all muscular bodies and limbs, with their scent and gentle caresses making her smile.

Maybe not.

Maybe yes.

Probably yes.

Too late, this time.

She inhaled and exhaled, dreamily lost.

Until Captain Takk loomed above and told them all to get up, get clean again, and dressed. They had to leave.