Chapter Seventeen
Terra
After ensuring Vulf spilled plenty of sweet-smelling precum all down the bedside, Azuran disappeared into the bathroom, leaving Vulf and me alone with his two clones, who never speak but play tongue war just as well as Azuran himself.
When he returns, Azuran’s reflections immediately drop what they were doing to follow some unspoken command. The unspoken command must’ve been to move me into fucking position, because they scoop me up and lay me down on Vulf’s torso, my back against his navel.
“Spread her,” Azuran states as if it’s the most natural thing to tell your boyfriend about your new girlfriend.
“Yes,” Vulf whines. God, he’s so cute. I love that such a big, scary wolf can be so docile. I love seeing the darker side of him, too, the one that leaks out when he growls.
Vulf is much taller than me. For his rear to stay comfortably on the bed, Azuran has to kneel on the mattress between our thighs. He grips Vulf’s bloated red cock and smacks it against my folds, Vulf’s natural slickness making obscene sounds against my own.
“Do you see now, Wildflower?” Azuran raises a brow. I look where he directs and, sure enough, the size difference doesn’t add up. Vulf’s cock is so much bigger than I remembered.
“I can take it.” I sound more confident than I feel, which is useful because I’m determined to sit on that thing even if it kills me. “I can.”
“I know you can, sweet one.” Vulf’s chest vibrates through my spine. “You wouldn’t be my mate if you couldn’t take my knot.”
“Precisely.” Azuran rubs Vulf’s cock back and forth over my folds, and both of his poor tortured mates groan. “We will work up to it.”
“H-how? I really want to fu—oh, fuck!” Azuran cuts me off by pressing inside. He’s thicker and longer than human men, but nothing I can’t handle. The added lubricant from Vulf’s cock helps Azuran glide right inside, imprinting my inner walls with the swirling patterns on his shaft.
“Elements above, you feel fucking glorious,” Azuran groans. He holds himself in place, looking at me with awe. “To answer your question, Wildflower, my reflections and I will stretch this hole together, so you can take our wolf.”
Oh. Azuran’s plan to open me up requires two of his cocks. In my pussy. At the same time.
“Oh, fuck, yes, yes,” I plead, letting my head fall back onto Vulf’s fuzzy, muscular abdomen.
“That’s our girl,” Vulf purrs. “Let my mate stretch you out for me.”
Each move Azuran makes rubs those raised patterns in new, hidden places. It’s everything those textured condoms wish they were, but with the hard, silken feel of flesh on flesh. Azuran glides in and out, further each time, until my legs quake with an orgasm.
“Good girl,” Azuran murmurs. “Let it happen.”
He thumbs my clit, and I tumble over the edge.
Vulf holds me wide open, the tips of his claws lightly digging into the skin of my upper thigh. For a moment, I’m totally empty, and I whimper at the sudden loss after such a powerful climax.
It doesn’t last long. A reflection takes his place, while the real Azuran appears at my lips, spreading my release over them until I open for him.
Without releasing his relentless grip on my thighs, Vulf curls forward until his snout presses against my cheek and his tongue flicks out to lap at Azuran’s cock, flicking against my own.
“Do you taste that?” Azuran asks. “The only thing that tastes better than you is both of you.”
He wasn’t wrong. The powerful taste of Vulf’s lubricant, sweet and fresh, mingled with my own. Vulf and I greedily sucked it from Azuran’s cock, my tongue riding every bump and swirl.
“Are you ready, Wildflower?”
Two Azurans take position at my entrance, one kneeling, the other crouching from above.
“Y-yes, fill me.” Over Azuran’s cock, I kiss Vulf’s snout. “I want to take our Wolfie’s cock and knot.”
The reflections fuck into me, first the one kneeling, then the one from above. I feel them battling for space. At first, they don’t fit, pushing each other out with every thrust.
“Oh, please, please, please,” I say through gritted teeth.
“Relax and let me open you up,” Azuran murmurs, petting my hair and tracing my antlers. “I’ve seen you take three human males between your two sweet, tight holes, all while sucking another expertly. You can do this.”
“I know,” I grit out. “But you are much larger—ohh!”
Just as I’d begun to complain, they find purchase inside my pussy and start to thrust in an alternating rhythm.
“Oh, my mate, I want to be inside you,” Vulf whimpers. His grip doesn’t falter, but I feel his sopping wet canine cock sliding between all the bodies below, his plentiful slick adding to the slipperiness, allowing both cocks to fuck me senseless.
Azuran chuckles. To ease Vulf’s suffering, he straddles Vulf’s face, dangling that pretty cock in front of us. Vulf surges up to catch it, but all I can reach is his taint, which I lick and lavish as much as I can between deep breaths.
“Mmmm,” I moan as the pressure against my inner walls lessens to a more manageable amount. “Can I have his cock yet?”
“Let me check.” Azuran dismounts Vulf’s face and rounds on my battered pussy. With the reflections still inside me, Azuran stuffs a finger inside. I cry out as he pumps his finger, testing me. “You’re ready.”
I sigh. “Thank fucking god.”
Vulf lets out a terrifying growl that shakes me to my core. With one strong arm around my middle, he flips us, pinning my back to the mattress underneath him, his legs right up against the bed. He’s too wide for me to cross my ankles behind him, but I try, searching for any leverage I can get.
“Easy, Stormcloud,” Azuran prompts, a smile in his tone.
“No,” I snap. “Don’t take it easy on me. I won’t break.”
I don’t really know if that’s true. His cock is massive, his knot more so, but Azuran was right—it wasn’t my first time stretching my limits. Except, hopefully my limits are flexible, because I’ve never done anything close to this.
“Mine,” Vulf growled. “Mine. Mine.”
“Yours,” I agree.
His slick cock slams inside, and I swear I sound like a wolf myself when I howl with pleasure.
“So full,” I moan. “F-fuck me.”
“Yes, little doe.”
Vulf starts to move, and it’s sublime. The stretch, the little bit of sting, the sloppy sounds of his extra lubricant slapping between my ass and his sac.
As I finally feel relaxed enough to stop holding tension in my body, another set of legs tickles my calves. Vulf grunts. I shove my hand under his bicep and lift, peeking down to see Azuran behind him. With every thrust into me, the outward swing of his hips swallows up Azuran’s cock.
“Oh, fuck, that’s hot,” I breathe. Too limp to hold Vulf’s arm up, I let it drop, satisfied in just knowing what was happening.
“Do you understand now, Wildflower? Your needs are not a burden.” Azuran’s cockhead teases my asshole. “Your true mates wish to satisfy your every need, with vigor and enthusiasm.”
“Unnnf.” I devolve past the ability to string words into sentences, my body a limp toy for their fucking. Azuran’s reflections crawl onto the bed, laving my body with kisses and nips, sucking my breasts and squeezing my sensitive nipples.
Every time Azuran disappeared from my ass, Vulf grunts, and I know Azuran was spreading his love between us.
Everything I’d ever wished to gain from those parties, all of the unrequited love and the endless well of need, is all satisfied within these eight walls. It doesn’t matter that I’ve only known my mates for a few days. It doesn’t matter that they aren’t human, and neither am I.
What matters is this warmth in my chest, the subconscious understanding that this is the family I’d always dreamed of. The home and belonging I’d never known.