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His words washed over her as she drank in his beauty. His chest was broad, his abdomen a gorgeously ridged plain, his thighs thickly muscled. His tapered cocks, full and thick, curved toward his stomach. Desire was so intense, it twisted in her gut.
“I need the truth, Blythe, or we can’t go any further.”
Go no further? Her startled gaze flew to his gorgeous but determined features. “I…I want you. With every cell, I want you.”
“You do now. What were you feeling when I bit you?”
She struggled to remember. Yes, there had been fear, but not of them having sex. “I was afraid I craved you too much. I was afraid it would give you too much power over me.”
His concern eased into a smile. He and his watching clanmates exchanged glances. Blythe’s heart leapt. She’d said the right thing. He wouldn’t deny her desperate longing.
“We’ll discuss how I only take the power you grant me later, since you aren’t exactly in command of your desires. Since you desire me, you shall have me…on my terms.”
Yes. Being his to control wasn’t a terrible thing. It was everything she wished for.
“Tell me what to do.” The foreign words felt right on her lips.
He responded by lying on his side, his face next to her hip. His livid shafts were in front of her mouth, washing her in the spicy-sweet aroma of his excitement. He rolled her on her side and lifted her upper leg onto his shoulder. “Touch me. Taste me. Let me feel your pretty lips and tongue on my cocks while I play with your pussy.”
She was eager to obey.
She curled her hand around the smaller of his cocks. His slickness made it easy to stroke. As she did so, her thumb traced the prominent vein on the underside of his shaft. He was hot against her palm, a fevered sensation that raised her own temperature. His scent grew heavier, and her mouth watered. He couldn’t possibly taste as good as he smelled.
She kept masturbating his secondary as she bent close to its twin. Starting at the base, she ran her tongue to the pointed tip of him. She heard him inhale as she rolled his heady flavor around in her mouth. Sweet, plus a sharp, almost stinging bite…the rumors of Kalquorians tasting similar to cinnamon were true. Hadlez was delicious.
Her pussy responded to the delight she took in tasting him. It clamored for attention, and she remembered he’d said he’d touch her. Was he waiting for her to please him? Would climax be her reward for doing so?
Stroking and squeezing his smaller length, she slid her mouth over his primary, sucking him down as deep as she dared. Her tongue swirled and darted over the thrumming surface of his shaft as she went, and he groaned.
A fist snarled her hair, and he pulled her onto him, making her take him until she gagged. When she did, his cock jerked. A spurt of his essence, which possessed a saltier tinge, danced on her tastebuds. He drew out so she no longer felt she choked.
Her sex pulsed in excitement. So that was what he liked. Blythe set about giving it to him.
Her head and fist bobbed on him. She took him until she gagged, earning precious drops of pre-cum to swallow. His fist tightened in her hair. Backing off, she sucked so her cheeks hollowed, claiming all she could of him. His wetness fairly leapt from his pores, a decadent feast she couldn’t get enough of.
From far away, a hum trembled the air. Blythe had no time to wonder what it was when the vibrator entered her again and Hadlez used it to fuck her.
She moaned against the flesh in her mouth, and it jerked in response. She hardly noticed as the instrument plied her swollen pussy, stealing sense from her.
If Hadlez minded her sudden inability to perform, he didn’t deem it worth punishment. Instead, he continued to pump the throbbing vibrator in her hungry cunt while holding her head still and feeding his cock into her mouth. Each thrust brought her choked response.
His control also increased her excitement. Her hips undulated, meeting the plunging thickness thrumming against inner tissues that clutched desperately. She verged on ecstatic realization, needing only a little more to send her over. It hovered just beyond reach, teasing and tantalizing until she squalled against her fleshy gag.
The twitching shaft on her tongue and in her throat withdrew, as did the vibrator. Blythe had no opportunity to catch her breath and protest the loss. Hadlez pushed her on her back. He grabbed her ankles and held them high, lifting her ass off the mattress.
He lined up his cocks. She had a moment of feeling them at her thresholds, then he shoved in. He claimed her in a single thrust, her position allowing him to go so very deep. The breath woofed from her lungs.
She writhed helplessly as he drove in, out, taking her mercilessly. The thuds of his groin meeting hers were a heartbeat; a steady, quick pulse. She was certain the orgasm poised to overcome her would do so at any instant, but it remained a fraction of an inch away.
She squalled, reaching for him. Her fingernails scored Hadlez’s chest. His lips wrinkled back, displaying long, thin fangs. He was a monster of bestial beauty, a fact Blythe registered before climax leapt on her.
As it verged on eclipsing her vision entirely, she saw his jaw tighten and tendons stand rigid in his neck and shoulders. He jerked in her, coming as she fell into decadent rapture.
She didn’t know if it was seconds, minutes, or hours later when she found herself curled between the three men. They crowded in a circle of which she was the center. They stroked her, smiling as she blinked back to awareness.
“Water?” Selt offered the familiar pouch.
Blythe drank greedily, noting she was finally free of the arousal that had ridden her as hard as the men. Mostly. Being in their midst, petted and fondled, warmth still curled in her lower belly like a contented cat.
