Chapter 23
Pip
The bed was massive and built for trolls. Which meant it could hold all of us.
We filled the room, and our presence made the air feel close and charged. Aeldryc closed the door. The bolt sang under his hand. Brogan and Davik exchanged a glance.
“Iron elemental?” Davik asked.
“Yes,” Aeldryc said.
“It gets away from him when he’s horny,” I clarified, earning a sharp look from Aeldryc. “What? It’s true!”
Brogan and Davik exchanged a knowing glance, and a familiar knot tightened in my gut. Why hadn’t I asked Aeldryc about the ‘resonance’ thing? The question vanished as Aeldryc moved, his body a promise I wasn’t about to interrupt. Complicated conversations could wait. Hot sex couldn’t.
Aeldryc crossed the room to Brogan. He placed a hand on the troll’s broad chest and pushed him down to sit on the edge of the bed.
I stood in the doorway, one hand still on the frame.
Aeldryc ran his hand up Brogan’s neck, over the heavy jaw, traced the base of one thick horn with his thumb.
Brogan’s eyes went half-lidded. Aeldryc cupped Brogan’s chin, leaned in, and kissed him.
It was the sexiest thing I could have imagined, my…
well, I wasn’t sure what to call him. Boyfriend seemed too little; lover, I supposed, was closer.
My face and chest flushed, and my palms went damp.
This was Aeldryc’s mouth on another man’s mouth and his hand on another man’s jaw, and it was thorough. Brogan made a low sound against Aeldryc’s lips and Aeldryc swallowed it, and I pressed my back against the door and held the handle to keep myself upright. He lifted his head and glanced my way.
“No, don’t stop, keep going, I love watching you explore,” I said quickly.
He laughed, something he was doing more lately, and gave Brogan another hard kiss, and I melted, watching him and Brogan tear at each other’s clothes, tossing fabric aside until their big, muscular chests were pressed close.
I glanced toward Davik, who was rubbing a rather substantial erection through his pants.
The hinges of the door behind me vibrated against my spine as Aeldryc shoved Davik down next to his husband, freeing the troll’s massive cock, and stroking it as they kissed. As they discarded what remained of their clothing, I had the thought that I’d be happy just to watch.
It was like live-action porn, but with massive, beautiful men who looked like they were built from the same stone as their homeland, all wild abandon and grinding muscle.
The sight of their horns, and the sheer alien texture of their gray skin against Aeldryc’s pale fae flesh, made it all the hotter.
“Stop gaping at us like we’re doing a sex show for you and come here, Pip.”
I startled into action, because, okay, participating in live-action porn was way better than watching it.
Aeldryc turned me to face them as he undressed me, nipping at my throat as he put me on display.
“My little fucktoy,” he murmured, shoving my skirt and underwear down, then tugging my sweater over my head, leaving me in nothing but thigh-high stockings, his silver collar, and the fine chain that ran from it, gleaming against my skin in the firelight.
The trolls watched, stroking each other’s thick gray cocks.
“Look at him,” Aeldryc said, stroking my cock and balls, turning me and spreading my cheeks to show them my hole. “Can you help me give him what his body craves? He’s a little slut who loves to be stuffed full.”
“Yes,” Brogan said immediately, his voice rough.
“Absolutely,” Davik said.
Aeldryc kissed my shoulder, then the back of my neck. He murmured against my skin, “Be good for them,” and something in my stomach dropped through the floor.
I stepped closer to the trolls, standing between their outstretched legs as I reached out to touch them, suddenly shy until Davik nodded, coaxing me to move.
Brogan was a wall of dark slate, his chest and shoulders massive, his cock thickening between his legs as he palmed it.
Davik was leaner but still enormous by any standard, his blue-gray skin smooth, his cock long and heavy and already hard.
Both of them had horns that gleamed in the firelight, and the sight of those horns, the strangeness and beauty of them, made my mouth water.
I traced over the curve of Davik’s horn, then ran a finger down over his thick shoulders, across his rounded pec. He gasped, giggling a little as I touched the ridged muscles of his stomach.
Brogan smiled fondly. “He’s ticklish.”
My fingers slid around his cock, and we both gasped.
He was hot, hard as stone, and so damn big.
I ran my thumb through his pre-cum, then reached for his husband’s cock, stroking them both, exploring their shape and size.
They were uncut, their foreskins sliding down to reveal gorgeous mushroom heads that I leaned down to lick, one at a time, moaning at the delicious taste of them, as Aeldryc moved behind me, fingering my hole open, hands slick with the oil he always had at the ready.
The taste was unreal. Like the best salty, earthy, animal thing, and the sheer size of it made my jaw ache in the best way.
I took Davik first, tongue flicking his foreskin down, then swirling around the silky head, moaning at the flavor that hit my tongue.
He tasted clean, sharp, almost bright, a hint of something like citrus under the salt, and he let out a feral little sound when I sucked him down, hard and deep, until the tip knocked against the back of my throat.
I coughed, then did it again, greedy for it, so hungry for the taste that I forgot to be embarrassed about how fast I was drooling, spit and pre-cum mixing and running down my chin.
Brogan’s turn, and he was so thick I could barely get my mouth around it, let alone take him deep, but the challenge only made me want it more. I worked my lips down the length, using both hands to hold and stroke him as I sucked hard, swirling my tongue through his salty pre-cum.
When I lifted my head, Aeldryc was watching with heat in his eyes. “Brogan, lie back. Pip will ride you.”
Brogan lay back and I climbed onto the bed and onto him, and the scale difference was staggering.
I knelt astride his stomach and the absurdity of my body on his body was staggering, even more than it was with Aeldryc, because the troll was thick everywhere, where Aeldryc was tall and lean, built for speed.
Brogan laughed, a warm, rumbling sound that I felt through my thighs.
“You’re a small thing.” Wonder softened his voice.
“I can handle quite a lot, though. Aeldryc is as big as either of you.”
The weight of his cock pressed against my ass, thick and hot, and my body responded with a pulse of heat and want that made me grind back against him. Brogan groaned. His hands tightened on my waist.
Aeldryc was at the bedside, and he had Davik with him.
He was stroking the troll’s cock with one hand while the other ran up the inside of Davik’s thigh, and Davik was breathing hard through parted lips, his polished horns tilted back.
Aeldryc leaned up and kissed the troll’s throat below the jaw, and the candlestick on the nightstand rattled.
His eyes were on me, on the thick cock ready to split me open.
Aeldryc settled against the headboard beside Brogan. Davik crawled over to him, taking his cock into his mouth. He was close enough to reach all of us, grabbing my chin and pulling me in for a rough kiss, then gliding his hand down between my legs to tease Brogan’s cock as Davik sucked his.
“He’s ready,” Aeldryc said, reaching over and dragging Brogan’s massive troll cock against my hole.
Brogan positioned himself beneath me. His cock nudged my hole and I sank down.
I lowered myself slowly. The thickness of him was blinding, a steady, splitting pressure that pushed the air from my lungs and replaced it with fire.
My hips wanted to slam down, to take him all at once, but his hands held me steady, guiding the descent.
He was controlling the pace, his grip firm and knowing, a silent message that this was something to be savored.
When I bottomed out on him, I couldn’t speak. The world narrowed to that single point of connection, so full that every nerve sang and the silver collar at my throat began to hum.
“Fuck yourself on that big cock,” Aeldryc said, skimming a hand over my thigh. “Show him how much you love to be stuffed full.”
I braced my hands on Brogan’s thick chest and lifted myself up, then slowly lowered myself again, feeling the muscles shift beneath his gray skin, and he thrust up to meet me with a control that was almost more impressive than Aeldryc’s.
Maybe it was in the troll nature. Every stroke hit deep and I was loud about it.
I was always loud, I didn’t know how to be quiet when I was being fucked this well, and the sounds I was making were bouncing off the stone walls of the inn room and probably carrying through the floor.
But then, the metal in the room had started to hum, so they’d hear us either way.
Aeldryc moved behind me. The bed dipped, his hand landed on my back, and Davik was in front of me, kneeling on the bed with his cock at eye level. I opened my mouth and took him in because I was greedy and desperate and there wasn’t a hole on my body that didn’t want to be filled tonight.
Davik’s cock was long and smooth, hot on my tongue, and he slid to the back of my throat with a groan that vibrated through his entire body.
His hand found the back of my head, gentle despite its size, holding me steady while I sucked him.
Brogan was still moving inside me from below, his pace quickening.
I was caught between them, fucked from both ends, stretched and used and exactly where I wanted to be.
Then Aeldryc knelt behind Brogan’s head.