Chapter 13 #2
I feel my orgasm approaching, my body tightening like a coiled spring. Sim must feel it too, his thrusts becoming more urgent, more desperate. With a final, powerful thrust, we both come undone, our bodies shuddering in unison.
We collapse together, a tangle of limbs and panting breaths. Sim presses soft kisses to my face, my neck, my shoulders, murmuring words of praise and adoration in his native tongue.
“Brynn,” he whispers, his voice rough with emotion. “My heart.”
I smile, my chest feeling full to bursting.
We remain connected, still feeling his cock inside me throbbing and leaking cum. Sim presses soft kisses to my neck and shoulders, his arms tightening around me.
The door creaked open and Nim strode in, his expression shifting from serious to amused as he took in the scene before him. His eyes lingered on me, then drifted lower, a knowing smirk curling his lips.
“Enjoying the view?” Sim smirked at Nim.
I moaned, Sim’s cock going large inside of me, and pregnant me is loving it.
Talk about a mach speed recovery period.
Unbidden, this is a topic I would glady share with my girlfriends back on Earth.
Nim quietly closed the door and strode towards us.
Giving me a peep show as he meticulously stripped off his clothes, folded them, then placed them on the bed.
Sim’s started to thrust, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps as his release approaches.
What the - of course, he liked being watched.
Sim grabbed hold of my waist and switched us so that he lays on his back.
He continue to pump inside me. I was still feeling like a sloth so all I could do was drape on top of him.
Something soft tickled my thigh making me moan aloud. I lifted my head and looked back.
Nim watched, his eyes dark and hungry, his tongue flicking out to catch the drops of moisture beginning to dribble down my thighs.
With a final, deep thrust, Sim found his peak, his body shuddering as he spilled his seed deep inside me.
I cried out, my own orgasm crashing over me in intense waves, my walls clamping down around Sim’s pulsing cock.
As Sim slumped against the bed, spent and sated, Nim was there, his tongue delving between my legs again to lap up the combined essence of our pleasure. He groaned, and I whimpered, overstimulated but unwilling to deny myself the additional bliss Nim offered.
Nim’s tail curled around my leg, holding me open and exposed as he feasted on my sensitive flesh. His tail, long and prehensile, snaked up to tease my nipple, rolling and pinching the hardened bud. I arched into the dual sensations, my hands fisting in Sim’s hair, urging him closer.
Sim slipped out of me, his softening cock slick with our combined release. He watched, enraptured, as Nim brought me to the brink again with his talented mouth and skillful tail. My thighs trembled, my breath coming in sharp, needy pants as Nim’s tongue worked magic on my throbbing clit.
Just as I teetered on the precipice, Nim pulled back, his eyes glinting with mischief. “Not yet, my love,” he purred, his voice a low, seductive rumble. “I want to feel you come apart on my cock.”
Nim surged up my body, guiding my head as his lips claiming mine in a searing kiss. I could taste myself and Sim on him, the heady flavor of my arousal mingling with the unique essence of Nim. He positioned me so I was kneeling, his arm around my waist kept me upright. Sim purred below us.
His tail found my entrance, teasing and circling, driving me wild with need.
With a swift, sure thrust, Nim sheathed himself inside me. I cried out, the sudden fullness overwhelming my sensitized flesh. Nim set a hard, driving pace, his hips snapping against mine, his tail curling around my leg, anchoring me to him.
Sim moved below us, his hands sliding over my sweat-slicked skin, cupping my breasts, plucking at my nipples. His tail wrapped around Nim’s upper hip, the rough fur providing delicious friction against my clit with each thrust.
I was lost to sensation, caught between them, my body theirs for the taking. Nim’s cock stroked over that magical spot inside me, his tail teasing my clit, pushing me higher and higher. Sim’s hands and tail drove me wild, his teeth and tongue marking my neck, my shoulders, claiming me as his own.
With a keening cry, I came, my body convulsing around Nim’s pistoning cock.
Nim followed me over the edge, his release pulsing deep inside me, his tail lashing, his body shuddering with the force of his climax.
Sim held us both, his arms tight around us, his own arousal pressing demandingly against my hip.
We collapsed together, a tangle of limbs and panting breaths. Nim and Sim took turns pressing soft kisses to my face, my neck, my shoulders, murmuring words of praise and adoration. I felt wrung out, utterly spent, but incredibly loved and cherished.
With me between them, Sim captured Nim’s lips, their tongues dancing right in front of me.
I drifted off to sleep between them, utterly spent but feeling safer than I had in days, in an underground prison of all places!
Nim’s chest rose and fell steadily beneath my cheek, while Sim’s arm draped protectively over us both.
Their warmth surrounded me, chasing away the chill of the underground chamber.
Just before sleep claimed me completely, I felt Sim press a kiss to my hair and whisper, “Rest. We’ll figure everything else out later.”