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I had been to some decently attended orgies, and I had had sex with porn stars.
But no sex I’d had on this planet compared to what my double-dicked husband was doing to me right now.
So it made sense that I wasn’t even on the planet at all, technically—that we were spinning in space and he was spearing me, rhythmically rubbing his dicks both against one another and against me. I moaned, long and low. He was touching me in places I hadn’t even known I’d possessed, and while it often felt like I was in some sort of heat around him, this was motherfucking beyond. I wanted to scream, I wanted to cry, I wanted to come—I didn’t even think I could still manage words—and then he stopped.
“What’s—wrong?” I panted, as I sagged.
“Do you trust me?” His translation device had been caught in the webbing nearby, which is where I heard his question from.
I looked around the room, hoping he would register the fact that I was tied halfway in the air getting fucked six ways to Sunday by a monster that weighed at least ten times more than me. “Yeah?”
“Then relax, my love, completely.”
I did as I was told. I’d learned by now that when Nia’n’an wanted to do acrobatic shit, it was easier if I didn’t try to help. So I waited and felt him snip all of the lines, except the ones around my breasts, as he held me to him,and then tilted and very so slowly turned me on top of him, so that I was facing him as he moved my leg over to his far side.
“Two decades of yoga is really paying off here,” I said as he reworked a portion of his net around me now that I was straddling him, and moved to holding my waist as I relaxed back against his web.
“I wanted to see you. And I wanted you to see me,” he explained, reaching for the translator to pull it back on. “We don’t get to be like this often.” It was hard, what with the way his dicks were aligned. “Will this still work for you?”
I grinned and reached up to pluck at one of my nipples. “You just want to see my face when you put a baby in me is all.”
He shook his head in a grave fashion. “You yourself said it might not work, my love.”
I inhaled to argue with him—when I realized he was fucking with me. Literally, as in he started moving his hips against mine again, and sweet-fucking-Christ it was extraordinary, but also because for all of his spider-ly attributes, he was still a male.
“What I’m hearing is that you’re going to lie to me just to get the chance to fuck me more,” I said, without irritation. In fact, my jaw dropped as he throbbed forward, rocking my hips against him, as both of his dicks curled up inside of me simultaneously, like I was getting fingered by a giant. “Jesus—fuck—” I gasped and groaned.
Nia’n’an laughed, now that he was caught. “I just like to be very certain of things, my love.”
I rocked forward a little, making him dig in a little harder. “Oh—God—right there.”
He licked his thumb and dropped it to stroke my clit. His other hand held me to him, while his dicks kept working me deep inside.
The effect he had on me would’ve been entirely unfair if I didn’t know I had the same effect on him, too. He threw back his head, apparently lost to sensation, he groaned and his hand holding me trembled—except unlike me, somehow he managed to stave off coming.
“Nia’n’an!” I whined and moved against him as best I could, feeling my pussy grab his dicks again with a hiss.
He made a satisfied sound as he stilled and whispered, “Shhhh.”
I blinked, as a brief moment of post-orgasm clarity hit me. Was someone listening? “Shh? Why?” Usually he loved for me to be as loud as possible.
Between now and baby-having time, we were definitely going to have to soundproof this room.
“I’m just paying attention,” he said . . . like that explained anything.
But I knew paying attention was one of his superpowers, so I played along, until he opened his eyes, and looked down at me.
“I’m trying to figure out what to do,” he said, sounding very earnest.
It was all I could do not to laugh. “Trust me, you’re already doing it.”
“No, Sloane—like, for reals, as you say sometimes. Ihave researched this before. In certain species of spiders, when their females are in estrus, the males mate with them for hours. Others just leave sperm and run and?—”
“Now who’s panicking?” I cut him off, reaching up, so that he would hold me closer to him. He did so, pressing me to his chest, which made him move inside me in an entirely new delicious fashion, but I tried to stay focused on the moment, because my mate needed me.
“I don’t want to do the wrong thing. I do not know many others of my kind,” he confessed, “and these are things I have never discussed. There is me,” he said, gesturing at his human half, “and then there is this,” he said, waving his hand at everything else, “and sometimes I am ridden by urges I find hard to control.”
Which was probably why he didn’t want to fuck me in dark alleys.
