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If I was embarrassed before, I’m not anymore. I reach greedily for a smooth silver anal plug, again decorated with a bronze butterfly at the base. I had these custom made years ago, discrete enough to travel with me and pretty enough to wear like jewelry. A button at the center of the butterfly sets it gently vibrating, and I pour lube over the toy as I meet Atlas’ eyes.
I don’t think he’s ready for what I’m about to do.
“I…” I pause, biting my lip. “I want to show you all the parts I like touched, and how. But this one can be kind of hard to get in myself…”
Atlas doesn’t hesitate. He wants to see.
He raises his hand.
Corvus steps forward again.
Holy fucking fuck, this is…this is a lot.
I don’t think I’ve ever been so turned on.
Corvus stands beside me, his eyes sparking with gold. I don’t think Atlas notices—or maybe he does, and he just doesn’t care.Ormaybe he wants to show off how horny his bride is. I hold up the toy and keep my eyes on Atlas, explaining how to insert it.
“I’m going to…um…” I blush, trailing off. I don’t know if I can do this.
“Don’t be embarrassed,” Atlas says, like he’s reading my mind. Maybe he is. “He has permission to touch you. And then I’ll knowexactlywhat to do when I choose to let you in.”
I shudder, holding up the toy. “Okay,” I say. “You just…you want to hold it like this, and then I’m going to get on my hands and knees. And I’ll touch where you need to put it in. Just put more lube on first.”
I glance at Corvus. He’s somehow suppressing his erection, but his eyes are hot as coals. I hand him the plug and we share a look full of promise, and I wonder if he’s used something like this before.
I get on my hands and knees and put myself on display, lowering to my elbows so Atlas can see everything.
“Put your other hand on my lower back,” I order Corvus, using him like a toy. “Apply pressure…then ease it…ah!”
Okay—he’s used one of these before, or at least something like it. He knows exactly how to ease it in slowly, tilting it with my body. I wiggle my ass experimentally when the butterfly is nestled against my cheeks, my pussy throbbing. I want to be fucked. I want to be fucked very, very badly.
But a toy will just have to do.
Because Corvus is going back to the door again, standing far behind Atlas. I stay on all fours, looking over my shoulder at my future husband.
He’s taken his cock out.
I bite my lip so hard it bleeds, starting to touch myself as I forget I’m putting on a show.
Atlas lounges in his chair, his left hand draped over the armrest while his right circles around his girth. He’s huge—that much I could tell when he got hard and was still covered up. But there’s so much more to him. The head of his cock is brighter than the rest of his skin, shining with silver. Where a human man would have blue veins, his are colorful like his eyes, and they almostcracklewith electricity.
I wonder what that’s going to feel like inside of me.
Ishouldn’tbe so interested in what that’ll feel like inside me, given I might kill him first.
“Keep going, wife,” he murmurs.
“I’d rather you fuck me from behind,” I mutter. “Please.”
“That’s right…beg,” he says. His voice is harsh, hot, deep. “Beg tonight, and beg again tomorrow. I’ll make you beg some more, too, before you’ve earned my trust.”
“How can I prove it?” I ask, touching my clit. It isn’t enough. I don’t think anything will ever be enough, not until I’ve felt that monster inside.
“For now?” Atlas smiles, his sharp teeth showing between silver lips. “Fuck yourself and show me what you like, so I have something to get me through the long nights.”
I have to move to reach for my toys again, grabbing my favorite dildo. I don’t even bother with lube; I don’t need it. I’m dripping down my thighs now, the steady vibration of my plug driving me crazy. I start to lie back on the bed, but Atlas stops me.
“Not like that,” he says. “On your knees. I want to see how your cunt wraps around this…toy of yours.”
