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“My love?” I asked, pulling my pair away from her.
“Don’t stop!” she pleaded, and so I pressed on—and had the pleasure of feeling her coming, practically from her beautiful pussy all the way up through her throat, as she curled and bobbed above me. I waited until she wasthrough and uncorked her, stroking a hand along her side as she hung her head to give me a heavy-lidded look. “How do I taste now?”
I had had visions of doing much, much more to her, but hearing the tone of her voice, I knew I ought to hurry to satisfy her—she was hungry.
“You taste beautifully,” I said, climbing up between her legs, and reaching for the webbing around her shoulders to pull her close to me. “You taste ready,” I said, dragging my tongue up the side of her neck, feeling her shudder. “You taste ripe.”
She twisted her head to look behind herself at me, the only movement she was currently truly capable of, and yet somehow with that one motion she controlled my entire being. “Nia’n’an, are you going to give me what I need?”
Her lips were swollen from how hard she’d sucked me, her breasts were still tightly wrapped, and as harmless as I knew she was by comparison, the juices that dripped from her body might as well have been my acids, for as dangerous as their delectable scent was to me.
“Yes,” I promised. “Immediately.”
I started twining my pair into a spiral to take her with at once.
SLOANE
Nia’n’an’s tongue came for my mouth at the same moment he nudged me open, and I let both parts of him inside. I swung forward with the motion of him pressing into me, and I realized how ingenious the way he’d trussed me truly was—I could only take as much of him as I was ready for; otherwise I’d just swing in space.
“My love,” he whispered, hovering above me, daubing himself between my legs, entering me bit by bit.
“My mate,” I purred back, feeling him pierce me.
“I wish to lubricate myself with you,” he said, pulling all the way out and making me moan, before fully entering me with one of his organs. I groaned, and then he did the same thing with the other. “Much better,” he said, before winding them together again. “I did not think this was a good idea at first, my love,” he said, as he won another inch inside me. “But now...”
“I agree,” I said, smiling, feeling myself slowly claimed by him. “With the part where I’m a sexual super genius and all?—”
“Obviously,” he agreed, before setting his teeth to my shoulder.
Nia’n’an would never use his acids on me, but sometimes he still acted like an animal—and those were the times I liked the most. I could feel his breathing speed up as his hips tried to enter me faster, making the both of us swing more and creating more friction.
“Oh, Nia’n’an,” I whispered, and then twitched againstmy ropes in the way I knew he liked, and started making high-pitched whines. They drove him mad, and him going mad drove me to insanity.
Wanting Nia’n’an was a constant, low-level thrum in my life. There were times when he could walk around a corner of our apartment and I would just have to throw myself at him. There were other times, which were much harder and sucked, where I would beg him to fuck me out in the wild, but he never would, except for one night when we were coming home late, and were alone on the subway—when he’d pressed me up against the door’s cold glass, lifted my skirt, and had his way with me in between stops.
But what was happening now, and knowing what it would lead to?—
“I need all of you in me. You’ve got to make it happen,” I pleaded, moving my hips rhythmically. Now that I knew what was at stake. “I don’t want to lose a drop.”
He snarled and started pounding. I honestly didn’t know how much of him was in me, only that it felt a little deeper each time. “That’s—what—I—need,” I groaned with every stroke—and then finally the swing dynamics were such that we started acting in opposition to each other, so that I was practically falling onto his twined dicks at the same moment he was thrusting up. “Oh God,” I howled—and he let go of the webs above us and wrapped his arms around me, taking us both up and back. I felt his claws scissor and new webs twist, and realized he was tying me against him, my ankles behind his waist, my knees spread wide across his hips, my pussy forced to take his fill.
One of his hands was holding a tender breast, the other was between my legs circling my clit, and my head fell back against his shoulder, ready to shout, as the tip of his tongue ran up and down licking the sweat up off my throat.
“So close, my love,” he whispered.
Close to what I didn’t know. There was too much of everything. I felt stretched, I felt claimed, I felt owned—my emotions rode me just as hard as he did, and everything was becoming a hot white blur.
“So close,” he promised again, this time panting, and I felt his hindlegs come up and grasp me, the feet beneath his claws clutching onto my thighs and hips to hold me still for him as he continued to pulse. He was winning me bit by bit, and all I could do was moan. “So—so—so—” he said with increasing volume as he thrust and then he snarled, lost for words, or just speaking something his translation device couldn’t manage.
And then with one more push he was all the way inside me.
Both dicks.
Just like in my cavern hopes and dreams.
“Nia’n’an!” I howled, coming. I managed to get one of my hands free, and I wrapped it around his neck, knocking his translation device off, but it didn’t matter, we didn’t need it anymore. “Oh my God—fuck,” I cursed, bowing forward against the webs he’d wrapped me in. I’d never felt this precise caliber of full before, and now I was in danger of knowing exactly what I was missing for the rest of my life, if anything happened to him.
“Don’t,” I threatened, not even sure what I was going to say next, as he started twisting his dicks against one another inside of me.
