Chapter 2 #2
We arrive in my newly designed bedroom. The room is huge, and its central focus point is the biggest bed I have ever seen.
All of us could roll around on it, and there’s still room for more.
My mood dips slightly at the thought that there are two more men on the ship who could be joining us on the bed, but neither of them is interested.
My mimic side is greedy, and although I have fairly good control over it, when it sees something it wants, it tries to force the change.
I’ve spent most of my time avoiding both of them.
Silac was helping today because everybody else was busy, and I have no idea why Tirrian was around.
I just wish he would return to Fluxx, but Cas told me that he probably can’t because his dragon won’t let him.
He told me he wouldn’t be able to hold out against his creature forever, but that just makes me feel worse, because he obviously doesn’t want it, and being a slave to another is really frustrating. I know this feeling intimately.
Hands snake around my body and cup my breasts quickly, drawing me out of my melancholy musings.
“Hey, none of those kinds of emotions when we’re about to rock your world.” Xav nibbles on my ear, making goosebumps rise across my flesh.
I’m wearing jeans and a hoodie, comfy but warm from working with the cats in the ice arena, but with a snap of his fingers, I’m naked.
Saxon prowls to the bed, stripping off his shirt on the way, while Cas and Link make slower progress, both removing their clothes until they are only left in their underwear.
Cas is in his human form, and as much as I love his tentacles, I’m not sure I want to share them with anyone else.
I think it’s my inner kraken, but I’m feeling incredibly possessive and want to save all that gloriousness for me.
Maybe I’ll eventually be willing to share that, but not yet.
“How are we going to do this?” I ask, enjoying the sight of my mostly naked mates in front of me, but unsure of how to get this show on the road.
“Tell us what you want, Lila,” Saxon commands as he slides his pants off as Cas and Link join him on the bed.
I feel a pulse of lust rush through me, and I’m not entirely certain if it’s from me or the delicious man behind me, whose cock is pressing against my naked ass. He must have removed his own clothes at the same time as mine.
“I want to see Link and Cas kiss.” My voice is husky, and I can hear the desperation in it, but I don’t care. I have been wanting this from the moment I learned I’d have multiple mates and that they were all bisexual.
Link smirks, crawls forward on his knees, and grabs Cas by his hair, turning his head before licking his lips.
I moan and grind back against Xavier as they melt into one another, their clash of mouths almost violent but sexy as fuck.
Both of them are turned on, the outlines of their cocks prominent behind their briefs.
“You like that a lot, don’t you, phoeall?
” Xavier’s voice is guttural in my ear, and his hands tighten on my breasts.
One of them slips down toward my already soaked pussy, and he runs a finger through the mess before bringing it up to my lips.
“Suck,” he demands, and I do as I continue to watch two of my guys make out.
As they pull apart, the sex fog lifts slightly, and I remember why we are here. I spin away from the warlock at my back and grab his hand, tugging him over to the bed. “Stop distracting me. This is about you. You need to feed, and you can do that while we sex you up. Now lie down.”
Xavier chuckles and lies down on the bed like I instructed. “Far be it for me to argue with being sexed up.”
I stand on the side and bite my lip, not sure how to conduct this orchestra. Saxon reaches out and drags me up onto the bed with them.
“Kiss your intimate, Lila,” he commands me, and I slide over and kiss Xavier. Our tongues tangle together, much like Cas’s and Link’s had.
Saxon slides his hands around my waist, caressing my skin.
I turn our heads slightly so we can both watch as Cas lies down next to Xavier, and his blue hand wraps around Xavier’s thick purple cock.
Link leans forward and spits on Xavier’s cock, helping Cas with lubrication, before settling down next to Cas and leaning forward to give him an example of his mad blow job skills that I am intimate with.
I pull away from Xavier’s kiss, completely distracted by the sexy sight in front of me.
Cas has one hand wrapped around Xavier’s cock and the other threaded through Link’s shiny locks as Link bobs up and down on Cas’s cock.
The groan that leaves my mouth matches the one that falls from Cas’s mouth as Xavier turns his head so he can kiss him.
Saxon slides in behind me and lifts my leg, notching himself to my dripping core before thrusting deep in one movement.
I gasp and grab the sheets with my hands as Saxon’s come up to cup my breasts.
He thrusts in and out of my pussy as we both watch the sexy scene before us, but he doesn’t let me stay distracted for long.
He pulls out and maneuvers me so I’m on my hands and knees, my face over the top of Xavier’s crotch.
“Suck your warlock’s cock, baby,” he growls, “while I wreck your pussy.” He pushes my head down onto the thick purple length, pushing Cas’s hand away before he starts powering into me.
With every stroke of his cock, he pushes me down onto my warlock’s dick.
My pussy ripples, the ridges and bumps on Saxon’s cock hitting all the right places deep inside me.
I swallow Xavier down, my throat constricting around his length as his sweet precum bursts in my mouth.
He groans, and his fingers tangle in my hair as he holds me in place.
I breathe through my nose as tears well in my eyes, but I have never felt more wanted.
I love being used like I’m their fuck toy.
I want to blame the kraken part of me, but secretly, I think it’s all me.
I’ve always loved to fuck, and the more depraved and desperate the sex, the harder I would come.
That’s why the tentacles, blood taking, and knotting have done nothing to turn me off or freak me out. My kinks seem to be limitless.
The tiny little tentacles at the base of Xavier’s cock tickle my nose, and I feel the urge to sneeze, but another hard thrust from Saxon and his teeth sinking into my neck removes the urge as my orgasm explodes through me.
Saxon’s venom courses through my body, lighting my nerves on fire and creating a bigger ache that won’t be satisfied with one orgasm.
He drinks his fill and continues to thrust through my orgasm, but as soon as I start to come down, he pulls out, despite not having found release himself.
I pull my mouth off Xavier’s cock and look at him quizzically, but he wears an evil grin.
“Oh, you didn’t think we’d be done that quickly, did you? I’ll come, but it will be in his ass while you ride him to completion.” He nods at Xavier, and I blink in surprise. I wouldn’t have pegged Xavier as a bottom, but then I wouldn’t have said Saxon was either.
I look up at my warlock, but I can tell by the hazy fog in his eyes that he is lost to the lust in the room.
He was basically operating on empty, so I’m not surprised that he has been overwhelmed so quickly.
I turn my head and find my cyborg wrapped up in my kraken’s tentacles.
I know that I was feeling possessive of them, but I mean sharing is caring and that is fucking hot.
Cas has partially shifted and has Link suspended above him while he sucks on his cock and a tentacle slides leisurely in and out of his ass.
It’s a magnificent view, and I’m momentarily mesmerized by it.
The look on Link’s face is nothing short of ecstasy, and I know exactly how he feels, but I want to be involved, and I feel my own eyes flick back and forth as my kraken tries to push to the surface and force a shift.
I will her down. She is not taking over, because this is my orgy, and she can back the fuck off.
Cas’s gaze flits to mine, and he smirks. “Take care of them, and then come over here and join us,” he suggests. “I’m going to edge our cyborg until you’re ready to join us.”
There’s a hint of frustration in Link’s gaze as he snatches one of Cas’s unoccupied tentacles out of the air and starts to lick it with his tongue.
Cas gets distracted and lowers Link slightly as he takes it into his mouth, sucking on it like it’s a cock.
It basically is, since he can come out of all eight appendages.
Saxon’s hand tightens in my hair, bringing my attention back to him. He guides me up the bed and helps me straddle the fuck drunk warlock. He’s actually not much use to us at the moment, and I can’t help but giggle at his hazy grin and floppy arms.
“He can’t sit up, let alone fuck me,” I tell Saxon over my shoulder, and he nods.
“That’s why you’re going to ride him.”