“Oh.” The sound of surprise explodes out of me as I’m stretched. Then the blond man’s finger joins hers in my puckered entrance until I’m moaning. Sexual energy charges the air and I take full swallows of it now, and for the first time, the sharp edge of hunger dulls slightly.
They take turns working me open, teasing me, torturing me under Talon's direction as I’m penetrated from below.
“Please,” I whisper. Not to the others. Tohim.
No one else notices the tension that’s snapped taut between me and Talon. He knows what I’m asking for.
I’ve been rejected once, but I can’t help it. I want him and I’ll take any little bit I can get.
The intensity in his eyes lets me know he’s thinking. Hard.
He’s considering my ask. What it will cost him. What lines it breaks.
Then his hand moves. Slowly. He reaches down and unzips his pants before pulling out his cock. I gasp.
It’s half flesh, half black scales like the rest of his body, but it’s ridged. Huge. Heavy. More beautiful than I expected, and more terrifying.
The thing between his legs is going to haunt my every dream.
Scratch that. My every waking moment.
He strokes it in front of me for the first time.
For the second time, he’s not just a bystander. Not tonight.
Every command he’s given, every way they’ve touched me, it’s him. He’s the one guiding their hands, their mouths, their cocks like he would his own. He knows me so well, it’s terrifying. And I love it.
“She’s going to need you to fill up her ass with that cock,” Talon says to the blond one. “Push it in so deep she’ll feel it in her throat.”
“Fuck,” the man breathes under me. Talon’s words are affecting him too.
His voice is the only thing guiding me through the fog.
Finally, the other man aligns himself and pushes his cock in. He goes slow—agonizingly so—and my gasp turns into a sob of pleasure.
“That’s it, princess,” Talon coaches. “You can take it. Take them all.”
The moans turn into cacophony.
Talon tightens the chain and everything inside me clenches.
I can’t feel his hand, but I can feel his will.
My eyes close as it’s all too much to take. Every nerve ending is alight. I’m full. Stretched to capacity in a way I’ve never felt before.
I miss the murmurs from Talon, but next thing I know, the woman kneels beside me, fingers pinching my nipples again before trailing lower. One hand slides between my thighs, careful not to disrupt the rhythm of the men inside me, her touch finding my clit again.
She rubs in tight, quick circles.
Oh fuck fuckfuck.
“Faster,” Talon snaps. “Harder. She needs more.”
The man below me groans, driving up into me with piston precision. The slim, elegant man wraps one arm around my waist and fucks my ass bent on fusing our bodies together. The woman’s fingers never let up on my clit.
My brain melts as my body transcends to another realm. The slick slide of so many bodies pressed to mine is unreal. With three of them to drink from, I begin to feel the beginnings of satiation. But I want to gorge myself.
“Tell me you’re my good little girl,” Talon says. "Tell them you're mine. You'll always be mine."
