Page 92 of Circus From Hell

“That’s Arlo.”

His chest rumbles with a small laugh. “He’s the prettiest.”

I tilt my head, secretly feeling weird without my collar. “You think he’s pretty too?”

“I…” He looks away, like he’s internally conflicted. “I always thought that if I were lucky enough to find my person, that it would only be one. One person who could accept me for who I am. But the brothers… Well, they’re hot. And accepting.”

“Yeah, they are.”

“And I should tell you.” He rubs the back of his neck. “I made Spiral suck my cock this morning.”

A laugh bubbles out of me, and Soren furrows his eyebrows.

“Are you ssserious?” He nods slowly, and I keep laughing. I’ve never felt the urge to laugh like this before. The idea of Spiral on his knees, eyes wide, taking such a brutal form of humiliation… “That’s amazing.”

“It really was. He’s a secret little brat. I made him cry.”

I smother my face with my hand to stop laughing, but that news has made me incredibly happy. And the thought has made me incredibly horny.

“Enough about them. I’m here for you,” he growls, and he grabs my hip. “Now tell me what you were planning before.”

Oh yeah. I was too preoccupied thinking about Spiral crying that I forgot my neck is bare.

“You want to kiss me whilst you fuck my pussy?”

“More than anything.”

I slowly bring my sharp, dagger-shaped nail to the stitching in my neck. Soren’s eyes widen as I slash. The first string snaps, then the second, and then the third. I never look away from Soren as I go through each stitch until I’m reaching around the back, the final thin piece of thread and the balance of gravity keeping my head in place.

It snaps, and I grip the sides of my face, pulling it up and detaching it from my body.

Soren’s eyes look like they’re bulging out of his head, and a rare feeling of insecurity washes over me as I hold it out in front of him, waiting for him to accept. It feels weird to be disconnected.

“Holy—” He hesitantly takes my head. “—fuck.”

I press my hands against his chest and shift back, sitting atop the bulge behind his trousers. Despite the borderline fear on his face, his tentacle is hard and shifting eagerly, searching for something to fill.

I pop open the button and pull them down, freeing his hardening cock. It immediately greets me, wrapping around my hand and suctioning on and off.

“I should be concerned right now,” Soren whispers, bringing my face closer to his. “But I’m past that point.” His lips press to mine, and I kiss him back as my body shifts to angle the moving tip of his cock to my pussy. We groan together when I slide down the first half of his cock easily, my descent slowing as I near the base. It stretches me out, and I feel the power in my body coming to life.

“I will never tire of being inside of you, my darling girl.” My tongue creeps out to lick up the side of his face, and I cry out as the last inch of his girthy base enters me. “I’ve never felt anything like you.”

Something uncontrollable washes over me. It’s becoming more familiar. That horny neediness that replaces hunger. A hunger I’ve been so dependent on my whole life, but I’m attached to this new feeling. I never want it to end.

I lean forward and brace my hands on his chest, rocking up and down, my ass bouncing with every rise and fall. He’s so big and muscly; it makes me drool, my teeth begging to dig into his pectoral muscle.

“Bouncing on it like you’ll die without it,” he mocks. Slowly, he moves my head to the floor, and I watch myself get further away. He props me up on the leg of the vanity, and I can see myself in full view. My cunt twitches at the sight of his huge tentacle slipping in and out of me, and he whines. “You like seeing yourself get dicked down, don’t you? Naughty girl.”

His fingers move down to slap my clit. My whole body jolts with vibrations, my fingertips sparking.

“There it is.” He grabs my hips and holds me still, using his grip to fuck up into me. The pleasure intensifies to such an astonishing level with the force of his strong arms, and my breasts bounce with every smack of his balls. “My darling girl’s electric pussy would be sought for if the world found out about it. This thing is magical. But it’s ours. Watch my cock fill it and remember we’re never letting you go.”

My tongue creeps out as I stare with rapt attention. His fingers dig into my blue-tinged flesh, and my bells jingle loudly. Neither of us are quiet. Anyone walking past would be able to hear what’s going on. But I don’t care. The rest of the circus fucks like jack rabbits, and I deserve that treatment too.

“I’m clossse,” I hiss as my fingertips spark brighter, and my pussy stretches wide as Soren grows.

“Fucking take it,” he demands, slamming into me, harder and harder with our oncoming release.