Chapter 7 This is even more perfect than I could’ve imagined.
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This is even more perfect than I could’ve imagined.
I was bouncing after my carriage ride. It had taken me all over the dome, even to the edge, though the surrounding area didn’t have anything worth seeing.
Valojor was a barren wasteland of red rock, short shrubs, and a pink sky.
The only indigenous life forms weren’t sentient: small reptiles that basked under the unbearable heat.
According to the information docket, when Dome Adventures had purchased this planet to put hundreds of biospheres on it, no one cared.
The only concession they had to make to the Alliance was to preserve the natural species of flora and fauna, which was easy enough.
The reptiles and shrubs were perfectly content with the huge stretches of land between the biospheres.
I waved goodbye to Ian. He’d been a sweet guide.
He was a human in his fourth decade, with graying hair, a round stomach, and kind green eyes, which had drawn me in the second I saw them, and I’d enjoyed sucking him off.
It hadn’t cost much, either. When I’d asked, Ian had agreed for one hundred credits.
A bargain. He’d had a thick cock that I’d liked sucking.
I wouldn’t have minded him fucking me, but Nyx had placed a ban on my hole.
Annoying, but I knew it would be worth it in the end. It always was.
Nyx was waiting at the door for me, and I wrapped my arms around his trim waist, pulling him close and taking a deep inhale.
His salty scent soothed me. My coupling.
He dragged a hand over the back of my head, and I purred in contentment under his attention.
I would never take him or his love for granted; I’d always remember how hard I’d worked to claim him.
“Did you have a lovely outing?” he asked.
“I did, and Ian fucked my mouth!”
He shook his head, but amusement danced in his purple eyes. He lowered and claimed my mouth in a gentle kiss that had me swooning in his arms.
Winning Nyx had been a feat. He’d hated me so very much at first, rebuffing me and refusing to pay me even the slightest attention.
But I’d known from the first second I laid eyes on him that he was meant for me, even though he’d refused to believe it.
I’d chased him with ruthless abandon for years, and eventually wiggled into the space between his hearts, where he would never be rid of me because I’d set up camp—a whole armada. Nope, I wasn’t going anywhere.
Nyx broke the kiss, and I grumbled—I wasn’t quite done—but he asked, “Do you want your next surprise?”
I nodded rapidly, annoyance forgotten. I did love to be spoiled, and he did such an excellent job of caring for me that it would be a shame to waste it. I pressed a kiss to his chest, and Nyx rumbled. I beamed. “Is it you naked? Because my hole is aching from this plug, and I need to be fucked.”
“It’s not me.”
I frowned. Nyx had shoved this giant plug into me, and it was stretching my hole far more than usual. I was fond of a bit of pain and rough fucking, which Nyx was more than happy to give me, but I was ready to have it out and have something far nicer inside of me.
“Nyx,” I whined, pushing my bottom lip out and widening my eyes in a pout I’d perfected to get what I wanted from my coupling.
“Behave,” he warned, and I nuzzled him.
If I bratted too much, he’d spank me, which I enjoyed, but knowing Nyx as well as I did, he wouldn’t fuck me like I wanted if I misbehaved. Oh, I would spend alright, but he would leave the plug inside of me for who knew how long.
“Please,” I begged.
Nyx pulled me into his embrace, and I surrendered to the feel of him holding me tight. His solidness and weight always steadied me. His fingers trailed over my face, and I kissed the digits when they passed by my lips. Nyx said, “Humans exchange elaborate gifts, apparently.”
“I know.” I’d done extensive research on Terran Christmas. Randomly, after an ad for these dome vacations, I’d gotten obsessed with it, unable to stop thinking and learning about it.
“I have procured such a gift for you.”
I looked up, resting my chin on his chest. “But this trip was my gift.”
“Do you not want it?”
“No,” I immediately protested. “I want it.”
He ran a hand over the back of my head, then started massaging my scalp.
I closed my eyes and groaned. Nyx continued his attention, playing with and worshiping my hair.
It was the thing that had drawn him to me at first. He adored the color and how soft it was.
He’d kept finding reasons to touch my hair, then complain.
My Nyx did love to complain and begrudge his emotions.
“My coupling,” Nyx whispered, then rained kisses over my face. “Let’s go upstairs.”
I grinned. Only Nyx’s firm hand on mine kept me from bolting to the bedroom.
He was going to fuck me. Thank Cri. I was aching for my hole to be filled long and slow.
I had enjoyed the short, rough fuck this morning, but I wanted to come multiple times, my hole full and my spiculi stuffed inside Nyx’s tight hole.
Nyx pushed open the bedroom door, and I froze, cock hardening and my spiculi immediately starting to drip.
Chase was in the center of my and Nyx’s bed. He had shackles on each wrist that kept him chained to the headboard, a leg spreader that had him nice and open, and a ball gag was in his mouth. But best of all was a red ribbon tied around his throat. My gift. Chase was for me.
“Nyx,” I warbled.
His arms slung around my waist, and some of his tentacles tangled with mine, gently stroking me. “I bought him for you.”
A slight frown marred my face. “Bought?”
I wanted to keep him. Chase was meant to be mine—ours, I was fairly certain, as long as Nyx wasn’t a stubborn bastard about it. He could be hard to convince, and I didn’t want to spend the next decade trying to make Nyx see reason that this human belonged to us, belonged in our partnership.
“For the rest of our time here, Chase will be at your beck and call. His cock and holes are at your disposal. Of course, you can still fuck whoever else you want, but he shall be available to you. More than that, he’ll stay right here with us in the downstairs bedroom.
Also, I had him tested. You are free to fuck him without protection. ”
My eyes closed as I groaned. That was one of our two rules. I always had to tell Nyx about my secondary relationships and playmates, as he had to tell me, and we always had to use protection.
“He’s mine?” I asked. “Are you going to share him?”
I silently begged him to say yes. There was something about this human that we both needed. I was certain of it. If I could get Nyx to fuck him right now, then he’d be more interested in keeping Chase at the end of this trip.
“I’m unsure.”
I wasn’t shocked about that. Stubborn Nyx!
Chase’s eyes flickered, and he looked distinctly upset.
He wanted Nyx and me. I grinned. That was something.
If I had to convince both of them, that would be far too much.
But I knew Nyx well. It would just take time.
I had time. I could get them together while taking Chase’s affection for myself at the same time.
We would be a happy throupling. The happiest in the entire damn universe.
Besides, I had yet to ever fail in getting what I wanted, and I wanted Nyx, Chase, and me to be one unit.
I was panting behind my gag, cock hard and throbbing. I’d been ready when Nyx was teasing my feet, licking and sucking them. I’d never had anyone play with them like that, and I’d loved it so much, which surprised me. I hadn’t wanted him to stop, but he had.
Then Nyx had chained me to the bed. Every step of the way, he’d asked my comfort level, over and over again, to confirm that I was perfectly okay.
I’d been so unbelievably good, but he’d still kept checking, and each time had made me trust him more.
When the gag was inserted, he’d demanded I use my fingers to show what level I was.
Never had I been so cared for.
Nyx was proving that I could trust him and Tam, even though they were “purchasing” me.
Like the contract: he’d made me explicitly state my hard limits, as well as the addendum that I could put a whole stop to this and not have to pay back any of the first half that Nyx had already deposited in my account.
I was safe with them, and more than that, I wanted to be here.
My eyes were glued to Tam as they stared at me, gaping, their cock bursting through their tentacles. I groaned at the sight. It was thin, maybe the width of my two fingers, but it was long and was covered in small nubs. I had no doubt that it would feel amazing inside of me.
My legs were already open from the spreader, but I lifted my hips, offering myself to them.
I wanted Tam inside of me. Before Nyx had shackled me to the bed, he’d ordered me to lube my hole.
I’d already spent a good amount of time in the shower stretching my ass, so it had been a matter of fucking myself with two fingers to get myself lubed up for Tam to take me.
Tam pulled off their red tunic adorned with cartoon reindeer, and I whimpered, saliva slipping down my chin.
They were gorgeous. Their chest was smooth and free of hair, and they had no nipples.
Tam was lithe with little to no muscle definition, but there was still a strength to how they sensually strode toward me.
I arched, whining. I wanted them to fuck me so badly, and I didn’t even care how wanton I was about it. I was Tam and Nyx’s slut; there was no reason to shy away from my desires now.
At the thought of Nyx, I looked at him. He stared at me, not moving to undress, but rather sat in one of the two red Chesterfields that were in the bay window, though his eyes never deviated from me and Tam.
That, plus the slow emergence of not one, but two cocks, let me know how much he was enjoying watching this.