Chapter 9 Melanie #2
“Yes, dalie (drink it)!” Yamir shudders, stroking his dick, and I can tell he’s heavily in the mood to just watch his brothers fuck the shit out of me tonight, and I want that too.
I want to be fucked so badly. It’s been a few days since they came home.
I missed them, and I know they will have to leave again soon.
They only come home after Lord Lust tires himself out from fighting and falls asleep.
He never sleeps for long because he’s plagued with nightmares, so I don’t want to waste the time we have together.
“T-together.” I pant, licking my lips, and they all look at me.
“But, Mama, when we shift into that form, it’s hard on your body, no?” Slater mutters, still sucking.
“I… I don’t care, please! Please, I want all of you!
” I swallow, desperately feening for them and the only way we can do that is while they are one.
But that’s a problem. When they are one, everything about them is significantly bigger, from their massive, combined body to their heads to their dick.
It’s a lot, and to this day I’ve only been able to take it a handful of times.
One of those times was when they knotted in that form, and I wound up passed out for a week with a belly full of babies.
When they are in that form, everything is three times as sensitive and pleasurable.
They can feel each other now, but when they are one, it’s like pouring gasoline on a fire.
They lose control of their sanity and just rut me, and honestly, getting fucked until I pass the fuck out doesn’t sound too shabby right now.
“Mama, what abou—”
“Please.” I spread my legs pouting, and I hold back my smirk when they immediately shift and turn into the three-headed beast I still dream about. Fuck yes! I pant, swallowing the saliva pooling in my mouth, but it’s too much, and it spills from the side.
Fuck me!
I beg them, and they pad over, making the bed shake and my heart pound as their heads descend on me, sending me into oblivion when two heads latch onto my nipple, sucking and slurping while the third one laps at my pussy.
All three of them are growling and starving for me, and as fucked up as it might sound, there is no comparison to being with them like this in their true form.
“OH FUUUUCKKKKK! UGHHHHH YESSSS!” I croak, running my hands through their fur, rolling my hips so Yamir can stuff his thick, rough tongue deep while grasping Slater and Enzo’s head so they can suck harder.
The sensation is addicting, and watching their dick unsheathe and expand, dribbling down cum has drool spilling down my chin, wanting to shove it down my throat, but I know when they get like this, there’s no way they’re letting me go long enough to suck it.
“UGGHHNNNNNNN!” I scream, my wet pussy aching for them.
MOOOORRREEEE! FUCK ME, SYE, PLEASE, BABY FUCK ME!
Their eyes blaze with desire, but it’s only Yamir’s head that lifts, and I’m not surprised. I knew he wanted to watch me be fucked while Enzo and Slater continue lapping and milking me. Yamir sticks his tongue out for me to lick, letting me taste my pussy juices, leaving me whimpering with desire.
Fuck me!
I plead, sucking on his tongue as they lower their massive body, letting the tip of their large dick graze my ass. My eyes roll to the back of my head when the large bulbous tip penetrates it, stretching me out so much that tears fill my eyes.
YEESSSSSS UUGGGHHHHHHH!
I clutch at their fur, pulling, gritting my teeth at how fucking deep they are going.
AAAWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO GGGGRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!
They howl, bottoming out in my ass with still so much dick still outside of me, but I can’t take it… not with these babies in me. But fuck, I love it.
More, Mama! More!
By The Source, you taste so fucking good.
Fuck, you look so sexy like this!
I hear Enzo, Slater and Yamir’s thoughts perforate in my head, driving me crazy as they pull out, growling and howling before thrusting back in me, their heads still sucking at my sore nipples.
As they fuck and suck me relentlessly, the overstimulation causes my pussy to contract and cum to gush out, making Yamir turn his eyes to the fountain before he starts lapping at it, eating my pussy.
“HHUUUUUNNNNGGGGGGGGG AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OOOOHHHHH MMMMYYYYYYYYYGGGGOOOOOOOOODDDDDDD YYYYEEESSSSSSSSSSS!!!” I scream, my mind going blank.
My nipples, my pussy, my ass! Fuck, I feel like they’re tearing me into a million tiny pieces and putting them back together with each hard, desperate thrust and rough lick. I can feel their love for me.
I love you, I love you, I fucking love you!
I cry out, cumming, shaking, gasping for breath as they still fuck me hard, grunting and groaning.
My body is limp as I let them have their way with me until they all shudder and throw their head up with a howl so loud it shakes the room as they cum so hard it spills out of me, onto the bed, and even the floor.
I pant, eyes groggy, watching as they pull out their still hard dick and lap at the floor. My pussy eats everything and makes me gush on them again. But this time it’s not cum… a small jolt of pain rocks me and forces me to sit up, alerting them.
Panting, I groan, clutching my belly, and I biting my lips in pain.
“Th-… I think the b-babies… m… my water broke,” I groan as another jolt of pain rocks me, and I would have laughed if I wasn’t in so much pain.
The dopey looks on their faces and the way their jaws hit the floor is comedic gold, but I can’t laugh because another contraction hits, and it feels like a tectonic plate is splitting inside my pelvis.
“AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” I scream, the sound echoing off the walls, and they shift, separating into half forms and snapping to clean me and the mess we made as they watch me with panic written clearly on their faces.
“Melanie! Mama, look at me!” Enzo is hovering over me, his face a mask of pure, unadulterated panic. His golden eyes are wide, darting from my face to the blood staining the furs. He’s usually the calm one, the optimist, but right now he looks like he’s about to faint.
“Why is she screaming?! Slater, why is she screaming?!”
“How the fuck am I supposed to know?! Cerberus aren’t born, they are forged in the fire… I d-don’t know why this is happening!” he shouts.
“WELL, DO SOMETHING!” Yamir growls at him, and he panics.
“I don’t… I don’t know what to do!”
“Mama, h-hold my hand. We got you. We got you,” Enzo stammers, his massive hands trembling.
“What about the doctor?!” Yamir paces the floor so fast there’s smoke coming from the ground.
“Y-YEAH, THAT’S IT! I-I’LL G-GO GET THE DOCTOR!”
“AAAAAHHHHHHHHH! OH GODDDDDD, THEY’RE COOOOMMMMINNNNGGGGG!” I shriek, my fingers digging into the bed, ripping up the mattress. “THEY ARE COMING NOW!” I squeeze Enzo’s hand so hard I hear his bones creak, but he doesn’t flinch. He just leans down, pressing his cool forehead against my burning one.
“You got this, Mama,” Enzo chokes out.
“Fuck Slater, help me lift her legs!” Yamir moves, and both of them lift my legs, and I scream.
“AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!” I screech from the pain, and they go still.
“I…I see it!” Slater’s voice cracks.
“PUSH!” Yamir screams from across the room, slamming his fist into the wall and leaving a crater. “PUSH, MAMA, PUSH!”
I don’t need him to tell me. My body takes over. It’s a violent urge that forces the air from my lungs. I groan, a deep, guttural sound that matches my husbands’ own voices when they are beyond these walls, fighting that man.
“OOOOOHHHH GGGOOOODDDDDDD!” I heave in agony, pushing and bearing down, gritting my teeth as something slides out of me, not with a cry, but with a tiny, high-pitched yip.
Slater catches the small, wriggling weight, his face freezing in complete shock, eyes wide.
“It’s... it’s a puppy!”
“A puppy?!” Enzo breathes out, leaning over to look, but I let out a loud scream.
“AAAAHHHHHHHH! IT’S COMING AGAIN AUUUUUUUUUHGGGGHHHH!
” I grit my teeth. This time when it slides out, it’s Enzo who catches it, but not soon after, the pain rocks me again, and I pant, sweating, bearing down, gritting once more, pushing and collapsing on the bed when all the pain miraculously leaves my body, leaving me feeling empty.
“Yip, yip yip!” I hear in my haze and look up to see each of my husbands holding a wiggling tiny creature that looks like a puppy, but a bit different. They have tiny fire horns atop their heads, and their fur is red instead of black like their fathers.
“Look at them, Mama!” Yamir smiles, tears in his eyes, his hands reaching out as if he’s scared he’ll crush it.
“They are so beautiful,” Enzo whimpers, the puppy squirming in his hands a tiny ball of fire-red fur.
“I didn’t know babies could be so cute,” Slater whispers in awe, and I smile, panting. They look like giants cradling dandelions, but when one of them snaps at Yamir’s thumb, Yamir lets out a startled, prideful laugh.
“He’s a fighter!”
I lie back, my heart hammering a light rhythm against my ribs. I am a human woman in the depths of Hell, and I have just given birth to three damn puppies. My babies… with my three husbands…
“I think they are hungry,” Enzo chuckles when the puppy in his hands tries to suckle his finger, and I hold out my hands.
“Here. I think I have just enough milk after feeding their hungry daddies.” I smirk, and their faces go red as they reluctantly hand over their children. I feed the two that are the hungriest and pet the third on my chest, feeling a love I didn’t know was possible.
“You look so beautiful, Mama,” Slater whispers.
“The most beautiful woman on Earth, Heaven, or Hell.” Enzo blinks back tears.
“No, the most beautiful in the universe.” Yamir hums, and I look out at them and chuckle.
I crook my finger to them, and they climb in bed with me, each gently stroking our children, and even in this crazy situation, I don’t think I could be happier.
The babies continue to whimper as if they’re still hungry after feeding, so their fathers take them and lay them on a bed of Hellfire, which seems to calm them down and put them to sleep.
I love you, Sye. I tell them telepathically through our bond, and they kiss me.
We love you too, Mama. They whisper back to me in my head as I blink back tears of joy.
I have everything I could need, my children and my husbands, and while my holiday didn’t turn out exactly how I wanted, it turned out how I needed it, and I’m thankful for this new beginning.
The End…