Theo steps behind her. I collapse on the couch as I watch Theo shake out his wings and raise them before driving into our bride.
His groan is almost pained as he sheaths himself inside her.
“Stones, she feels fucking incredible,” he pants as he starts to rut her, his hands on her back where her wings would be. I watch some of my seed drip to the floor, forced out to make room for Theo.Night Goddess, this is all so much, so hot.
Ben checks on her again, taking her chin in his hand as he stands. “Eyes on me, little flower,” his voice rough with need.
“I...” she starts, pausing as Theo thrusts into her body hard. “Hate.”Thrust. “You.”
I watch, arms over the back of the couch, legs spread, wet, drained cock laying on my thigh. I don’t think I’ve ever been more pleased; ever loved a sight more. My bonded mating our bride.
“Yes, well, I expect that feeling to fade,” I say confidently.
“Hurting?” Ben asks.
“Yes, please, my clit,” she gasps out.
The three of us chuckle. She’s reacting very strongly to my seed inside her.
“Make me come,” she whimpers, pitiful, body bouncing with Theo’s hard rutting, his hands on the center of her back where her wings would be. “Or I’ll gut you all.”
We laugh again.Spirited little human. Perhaps she is exactly what we needed.
I answer, “No, you’ll wait for Theo’s cum to have another release. If you had beengood, I’d be on my knees under your bench, sucking that needy little clit, making sure my bride released over and over again on my bondeds’ cocks.”
She growls but I know from the tension on Theo’s face that she won’t have to wait long.
Sure enough, he moans loudly and holds his length inside her as he finishes. She screams, an orgasm ripping through her. Theo pulls out quickly, stepping back for Ben, who is standing, waiting, hard cock in hand.
Ben’s light grey wings stretch upward and he mounts our quivering bride. The tips of his wings shiver as he grips her plush hips. More seed drips loudly to the floor from her filled cunt.
“She’s perfect,” he gasps, just as he start to fuck her hard and fast. Theo curls up at my side, laying his head on my chest as we watch them.
“Bride,” I say, as I watch her body rock on the breeding bench, “Do you need another release?”
Not turning to look at me, she spits, “Yes. Fuck you.”
We all laugh and Theo answers tiredly from where he is cuddled with me, “We’ll let you straddle us and ride yourself to as many orgasms as you please, just as soon as you start behaving.”
Ben’s hips snap fast and out of rhythm and I know he’s about to finish. His back curls and he leans forward over our bride as he cries out his release. Her little body goes rigid and silent as she finishes hard. After a few heartbeats she cries out and goes limp on the bench. Ben pulls out of her hot body and folds in his wings as his eyes land on us.
Theo stands and they head to the kitchen. I stretch and cross to our bride, who is now whimpering quietly. She’s going to want to find release over and over again with this much of our seed inside her.A well behaved omega would be lifted off the bench and allowed to use our bodies as she pleased until the seed fever left her.
I squat in front of her, frowning. Her eyes are closed and her hips are rocking slightly. She’s high spirited, and, surprisingly, I love it. But she must accept her place. I don’t think the way to her is through impact play, as she showed no signs of that that has taught her submission. Treating her to orgasm after orgasm did nothing. If neither punishment nor rewards motivate her, I am unsure of what to do.I’ll ask my bonded their thoughts on it later, I tell myself.
They return and coax our bride into drinking and eating a few bites, leaving her on the bench. I turn to the kit and dig out a sex toy.
“Little one, what do humans call a sex toy that is modeled after a human’s dick?” I ask as I step behind her.
Her head lifts a bit and she clears her throat. “A... dildo?”
“Mmm. That makes this is a gargoyle dildo. It’s not as large as any of us, though, bride.”
Her hips press back and a low whine escapes her. I let the blunt head drag through her folds.
“Stones, bride, you are an utter mess. What a dirty girl for us, ass up–and stuffed–and cunt dripping our cum. Fuck, you’re gorgeous. We should keep you in this state all day, every day.”
“She’s pink again,” Theo says happily. “I love the idea of our seed running down her thighs all the time.”
