Chapter Sixteen
Archibald
My seed hits the back of her throat hard. Sweet little thing, she struggles and swallows, doing her damndest to take it all.
“It’s alright, little one,” I pant, still shooting thick cum down her throat, “Take what you can, let the rest leak from your mouth.”
She does her best, swallowing and making happy noises and I couldn’t be prouder of my tiny human. My seed leaks from her mouth though and Theo makes a sound low in his throat.
I watch as my second and third drop to their knees. Ben’s hands wrap around our bride’s waist, as Theo delicately pulls her hair back and feasts at her face, lapping up my seed. When he’s had his fill, he dips his mouth to her nipples as Ben licks her chin and neck clean.
Oh stones. I could fuck each of them in turn, right this very instant.
She slowly pulls her hands from my cock.
“I’m finished, little one, though my cock hasn’t quite flagged like a human’s would. I’m still quite able to fuck any of you if I wanted to.” Our cocks stay hard, but less...erect perhaps, when we’re not aroused.
Our little bride turns and drops onto her hands and knees to pull Theo’s cock into her mouth.
“Oh fuck, there’s our good girl,” I growl as I drop to my knees as well.
I watch her throat work as Theo’s hands gently dig into her mussed hair.
She can’t get all the way to our bases, but she almost gets to the start of our knot.
Theo doesn’t push or pull her, though, merely holding on for dear life as she sucks his cock with abandon.
It doesn’t take long before she’s swallowing his seed too.
As soon as he’s finished, our little bride is turning towards Ben, as he fists his hard cock for her to take. I grab Theo by the back of the neck and kiss him deeply as our human works Ben ruthlessly.
She’s insatiable. And I fucking love it. Our seed is hitting her hard and the thought that she’s especially sensitive to us pleases me. I inhale deeply, her healthy-forest smell thick in the air.
As soon as I let go of Theo, he lays down on the ground and pulls our bride onto his face. She doesn’t even let go of Ben’s cock as she’s lifted. I crawl around to watch, pride and satisfaction filling me. Look at my bonded.
Pleasuring each other.
It’s too much for me and I stroke my cock, pressing out some more of my seed. I kneel between Theo’s legs and line my cock up to his ass, pressing in swiftly as I wrap my hand around his cock.
“Don’t finish yet,” I growl to Ben and our bride, who is rocking her hips onto Theo’s face and whimpering piteously around Ben’s cock. I can see the pink trainer’s handle emerging from her bottom. “We achieve release together, chime.”
I slap my hips into Theo hard, fucking his tight ass as he licks our bride’s wet cunt, while she suckles down Ben.
Fuck.
It’s too much for me and I find myself on the edge again.
“Now, bonded,” I command gruffly.
And at that, everyone, everything, falls apart.
BEN HAD SEEN TO TAKING care of our bride.
He had cleaned her and rubbed the healing cream into her cunt and tight little ass.
She had squealed and turned that pretty pink shade.
Even though none of us had yet fucked her, we were taking care with our fragile human.
I heard her whimpers and pleas as he had removed the trainer then finger fucked her ass using the cream.
“Hush now, flower,” I heard Ben whisper, “Take this and relax,” he continued and I poke my head back in, curious.
He has her spread-legged against the sink and is on his knees in front of her.
He is using the next larger trainer in her bottom, coated in the healing cream, as he fucks her rhythmically with it.
As her whimpers pitch higher, he leans in to suckle her clit, as he told me that her external pleasure nub was called.
Her body quickly tenses. I watch her small form quiver and arch in pleasure.
Ben reaches up and presses a hand over her mouth smoothly.
She finishes for him, with me watching, and he pulls back from her wet cunt slowly and kisses both her thighs.
He swiftly seats the trainer fully into her ass and I quietly duck back out of the bathroom.
He’s warming to her, just as Theo and I already have. The thought makes me smile as I head for the kitchen.
I sit at the table, tired. Theo brings me a glass of wine and I slip my arm around his waist and pull his naked body to me, laying a kiss on his muscular belly.
He chuckles even as his cock stands at attention. My face turns back down the hall, where Ben is still occupied with our little bride.
I frown, not even wanting to contemplate this.
“What is it, Archibald?” Theo asks.
His use of my full name makes me frown. He never does that.
When I am silent, Theo slips into the chair next to me. As I ponder my words, Ben paces quietly into the kitchen.
I watch him silently as he pours a glass of water and quickly slices an apple.
“For our little flower?” I ask.
He nods, “Yes. She’s quite tired. The effect of our seed seems to be hitting her though, so I’d really like her to sleep for a few hours before it fully takes effect. So she needs sustenance now.”
I nod and wave him on without another word. I turn back to Theo.
“What if... humans are not just...” I trail off, struggling for the right words.
“Breeding stock?” Theo, helpfully, suggests.
I grimace. “Right. What if we have a common ancestor, or something, and that is why we are compatible?"
Theo seems to think about it before answering. He shrugs, “All the better, then, yeah?”
“You don’t think it’s...misleading? That we are telling human women they may be able to produce a child with us? When really, we know it’s possible? We know they react to us like little cats in heat, ready to rub themselves against our thighs if that is all we allow?”
Theo growls. “Fuck, I wanna see sweetling hump my leg, rub that little nub against me until she finishes.”
I roll my eyes, “You miss my point. The next logical jump is that humans can be omegas. What does that mean for us?”