Chapter 17 #2
“Do you want to come?” Nitochi asked, his voice dark and sensual. I nodded, the motion frantic. “I will need you to hold it.”
Goddamn…Can I even hold it? “I-I…”
I wasn’t left a choice when Baelor suddenly pulled out. I wanted to argue. To scream at them that they were being just plain cruel. But the way they moved—and moved me around at the same time—kept me from giving them a piece of my mind.
Baelor was now lying on his back in our moss bed, his wings spread to his sides, legs folded.
I didn’t have the time to cast a good look at the normal—yet strange—looking cock between his legs that I was placed on top of him, my back to his chiseled chest, legs spread wide and hooked over his arms. The next second, he was pushing back inside of me and my body turned to mush in his arms.
“Look at me, habanshi.” And I did. I lifted my head, eyes hazy but open enough to watch as Nitochi, in all his naked glory, stood between my legs in front of me.
Giving me the perfect sight of his dark cock.
Wow, what?
At first glance it looked perfectly normal. As I had felt it, the underside was flatter and…ridged? Like it was meant to be attached to something else. Was the inside of female Gemins supposed to—
Something moved near the crown. What the hell is that?
At the same time, I felt it. The small…worm-looking string of flesh. Baelor must have had one too, and it was lashing out inside of me.
I hesitantly reached forward, brushing my fingers along Nitochi’s length while Baelor stayed still inside of me.
“What is this?” I asked when my hand closed around his shaft and the small thing kept moving, sliding on my skin, looking desperate for something.
“You will not feel it once I am inside,” he said, not really answering the question.
“Oh, I bet I will,” I breathed out. “I’m feeling Baelor’s right now, it’s not exactly something I’m used to—”
“I mean you will not feel it once it has connected to Baelors,” Nitochi explained, lowering himself to his knees, settling between my spread open legs.
“Wha-what does it do?” I asked when his tip landed on my clit, the moving worm thingy hitting at it before he slid down to nudge at my—pretty full already—entrance.
“You want me to explain now?” he rasped, leaning forward so that our forehead connected. “Or can it wait until after we have thoroughly fucked you? Until after you are spent, and full and satisfied?”
Well, when he puts it like this…
My throat bobbed but I gave him an eager nod. “You’re right. Sex now, questions later,” I said.
Nothing could have prepared me to the feeling of a second cock finding its way inside my pussy when I already felt so fucking full.
But somehow, he slid inside almost effortlessly. I still cried out a couple of times, especially when the tight fit reached my G-spot and the worm-like things stopped moving and both of them groaned at the same time, their whole body shuddering around mine.
“There is no going back now,” Nitochi growled in my neck, his hands turned to fists on the moss on each side of Baelor, supporting his weight. “Once we come inside you, you are ours. Once we come inside you, there will be a chance you get pregnant.”
My core clenched and given the sounds coming out of their throat and their sudden deep thrust, they felt it.
The idea of them coming inside of me at the same time and filling me with their cum was way more arousing than it should have been.
I should be terrified. I was on a strange planet, being fucked by men of another species. I could get pregnant, like right the fuck now.
And weirdly, it didn’t scare me.
“Do you want this?” I asked. “For me to be…yours? For me to be—” I gasped when they both moved again, pulling back slowly. “Pregnant?” I croaked.
Baelor’s hands tightened on the underside of my thighs and Nitochi’s eyes gleamed.
“If it had been up to us, you would have been ours on the night I found you,” Nitochi said as they pushed back inside. Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear… “And although we crave more time alone with you, I am looking forward to watching your womb swell with our seed.”
His words sent shivers down my whole body, pebbling my skin. Who knew I had a breeding kink?
“Fuck me,” I begged, voice hoarse as they increased their pace. “Claim me—” Baelor’s breathing was ragged in the crook of my neck. “Fill me up and breed me—”
And that was it. Their combined cocks moved as one, pounding into me relentlessly. I reached for Nitochi’s shoulder, trying to hold onto him as the rough thrusts were making my whole body shake between them.
I’d had a lot of sex with a lot of men in my life, and yet, I had never felt as good and as fulfilled as I did now. I felt whole.
By the time I came for the fourth time, my throat was raw, my muscles tense and limp at the same time, and my skin damp with sweat.
“We are going to come now, habanshi,” Baelor breathlessly crooned in my ear.
“There will be a lot of cum and you have to take it all,” Nitochi added, their thrust now slower but hitting deeper.
Harder. “When we leave our bed later, you will still be full of it,” he rasped.
“And when it drips down your thighs, every man in the area will know that you have been claimed. Will smell, that you are ours.”
I wanted to ponder what he’d just said. On the fact that their people could fucking smell it, somehow. But they gave me less than ten powerful thrusts before they stilled, pushing themselves as deep as they could possibly go, their moans and groans mingling and echoing around us.
Shit, I could feel it; the warm, sticky cum now coating my inside. Filling me to the brim. Already dripping down my ass even though their cocks were still sealing me shut.
Baelor’s lips slid along my neck to my shoulder, peppering the skin with soft kisses. Nitochi’s forehead was softly pushing against mine, sometimes rubbing his nose with mine, searching my gaze every time our eyes connected.
“You did so good, Wendy,” he whispered, his deep voice sending butterflies to my lower belly. “Took us so well.”
I moaned, partly at the praise, but mostly because Nitochi’s finger found my clit again.
“Do you feel better?” he asked. “Or do you need more?”
I felt better. Much better. And yet, I didn’t want it to stop. So when he increased his caresses I let him, arching between them, crying in pleasure. And when they became hard again and started fucking me like my life depended on it?
I took it greedily like a good girl.