Chapter 18
Nix’s head snapped back as Thierry fisted her hair and forced her back to arch. He tapped the warm tip of his arousal to her puckered entrance. Warm oil drizzled over her split ass cheeks, slicking his cock.
“You think you can take it?” Thierry rasped behind her, running a palm over her back.
“Ymh,” she said, speech muffled by Ryker’s cock.
Thierry hummed darkly in thought. “You think you deserve it?” His palm crashed down onto her ass, jiggling her cheeks and forming a pink mark. He quickly massaged it better until the spot was tingly and warm.
“She liked that,” Persius said gruffly between his thrusts. “Pulsed around me like she could come again.”
“You squeezed his cock nice and tight when I spanked you?” Thierry questioned. Another hand came down on her other butt cheek. He kneaded the flesh there after the slap.
“Mmmm.” Nix moaned, whimpered, and undulated her hips as much as she could, pushing her backside out for more.
“You think once all of us pump you full of cum you will understand who you belong to?” Thierry asked.
His fingertips bit into the swells of her ass as he pulled them apart and probed her. Slowly burrowing into her, he delved deeper into her back channel. Deeper and deeper.
Nix needed to write Bael a “thank you” note for his quick thinking to grab the oil.
Thierry slipped in, and Nix again felt the dizzying sensation of passing out from pleasure. She was so tight around him; she felt each pulse of his quickening heartbeat from the sexy veins in his dick.
“So…tight,” Thierry grunted. The tip of his cock seemed only separated from the tip of Persius by the thinnest, most sensitive wall.
Nix sloppily flexed her tongue against Ryker’s thrusts into her mouth as she fought for control over her body. It was just so much. Ryker’s trembling thighs, heaving chest, and rippling abdomen were right in front of her as his face tightened with agony, wishing for release.
Skin lathered and glistening with sweat, Persius glowed beneath Nix as he continued drilling up inside of her with every powerful rise and flex of his ravenous hips.
Nix bit her lip and imagined Thierry behind her wearing a half-lidded, blissed-out expression as his corded muscles strained.
They were all a wet tangle of hot, slippery bodies, driven wild by passion. Nix did not know whose ragged breath was whose as they panted and approached that ever-building, life-shattering orgasm.
Meanwhile, Bael watched, lips parted and oozing dominant satisfaction, as he stroked his dick.
So much.
But perfectly enough.
They are mine, Nix decided silently. No one else will ever have them like this. Mine. In every life from now on.
“Fuck,” Bael cursed and jerked himself faster. “You should see how proud she looks right now.”
“Mmm, taking it so good.”
“Proud of all the pleasure you give your mates?”
“This pussy is mine,” Persius gritted, pistoning into her with unimaginable speed.
“Ours.”
“Ours.”
Someone’s fingers interlocked with hers, holding her hand tight. As her mind and body spiraled from the sensations, the male voices all blended together. They all sounded so full of lust and love and gratitude and pride.
“You look so pretty when you get fucked within an inch of your life.”
“Taking three cocks at once.”
“That’s a good fucking girl.”
“You going to come again?”
“Soak my cock.”
“Will fill that mouth.”
Fingers pet under her chin and tipped her face up, deepening Ryker’s cock in her throat. She blinked her blurring eyes open.
Bael held under her chin and said, “You know we will never let you walk away from us, right?” He moved closer to the side of Ryker and stroked himself within two inches of her face. “If we have to fuck you until your legs give out each day, we will never give you a chance to leave us.”
BUZZZZZZZZZZZ.
Nix whimpered as his vibrating tail thrummed even harder against her swollen clit.
“You are ours, and we are yours,” Thierry breathily promised her. “In every lifetime. For eternity.”
Persius added, “We own you, and you master us.”
“We dominate this body, and you rule us,” Bael said.
“Mine.” Ryker gnashed his teeth and raised a hand to his left pec. Over his heart. “Yours.”
“You’ll have to be a good girl and accept your fuckings like this for the rest of your life, baby.”
BUZZZZZZZZZ.
“Ahhhhhhhhhh,” Nix screamed as her pussy walls convulsed and milked Persius’s cock.
The pegasus shifter seemed to temporarily be sent to Heaven. His eyes widened into stunned saucers like he saw the light of the afterlife just before his expression blanked into one of complete rapture.
“Fuck, she just got so fucking tight,” Thierry’s hips stuttered in their steady-paced thrusts.
Ryker’s pain-scrunched expression was painted away with bliss as he roared. His cock shot jet after jet of his hot release down her throat.
She moaned and swallowed and reveled in how the crimson flames, which rose from his skin when he came, did not hurt her.
“Shit, I can’t—” Thierry choked on a groan, trying to hold back and failing, as he erupted from behind her.
Bael grinned wickedly as he jerked off and came onto her breasts and chin.
Her pussy would not stop squeezing and milking Persius until he fully pulled out of her. Her body twitched, and her inner muscles fluttered. She had been reduced to a human puddle of spasms.
Nix could not catch her breath, even as the men untangled themselves from her and shifted to cuddling her horizontal body on the bed.
Bael left and returned with a warm, wet towel to clean her. “Such a dirty girl,” he whispered as he gently brushed the towel over her.
Satisfaction seeped from her very bones as the four men cuddled her, all laying a hand onto some various spot of her body as she faded into the soft bed sheets.
“Did so good.”
“The perfect mate.”
Nix passed out to the delicious male whispers of praise and adoration.
And in her dreams, Bael made her come three more times.