Chapter 17 #2
She wiggled and rested her weight atop me before pushing down sharply and eliciting a gasp, then she hooked her legs around my back as if afraid I would pull out.
"Let me know if it’s too much," I said softly to her, doing my best to be gentle despite the size difference between my lovers and me.
Merlin was certainly the smallest of my women, perhaps a full height of five-five and a thin build despite appearances. However, she was still a force to be reckoned with. The system gave her strength beyond what would be expected from a woman her size.
Yet, that small body wasn't doing her any favors at present. She struggled to take me fully. Her legs tightened, and she squeezed me into her, willing it to work.
Then, with a force of will, she sank me all the way into her depths, accepting me fully as her eyes rolled up into the back of her head, and Merlin gasped in both pleasure and pain, letting out a long breathy moan loud enough to rattle the glass shower door.
My body roared as her slick walls encompassed me so fully that I felt like I was trapped inside the world's softest vise, holding me there for a moment with her legs locked around me.
Merlin kissed the side of my cheek, clinging tightly to me such that I didn't have the option of pulling back out.
"Just a moment," she whispered. "You've stretched me to my limits. You’re a monster down there."
I kissed the side of her head in understanding.
"Whatever you need," I promised, staying as still as I could, even though every inch of my body demanded I begin thrusting and pounding her body against the wall with the desperate abandon of a man finally getting such a beautiful woman in his arms.
She squeezed faintly with her hips, pressing me deeper in and letting out a moan of guttural pleasure with the smallest touch of friction.
Then she pulsed again, pushing me out and in with a small motion.
She moved slowly at first, pushing me out and pulling me in every few seconds, then growing more and more frequent as she felt herself loosen up.
I held her firmly by the hips, adding my own gentle pressure to her motions until we were no longer just coupled together but instead actively pushing and pulling each other in a steady rhythm.
Both of us grew more eager by the second as the rhythm continued to increase, until Merlin was pushing her head back against the wall as she pumped her legs, squeezing me in and out.
"Yes! Yes! Fuck me, Bran!" she yelled excitedly, her body beginning to move like waves, pulsing and thrusting with our hips riding against the wall, her breath picking up and her voice growing louder.
"Yes! Yes! Ye~s!" she cried out.
I was still excited for more.
I decided she must be past some of the initial pressure if she was being this loud and stopped being quite so gentle, pushing and pulling her against me, our hips crushing together under the hot spray as I lavished in feeling her soft fold caress me from tip to base.
She cried out into the water cascading down her face, and I felt alive from her excitement.
I squeezed my fingers into the lush curves of her ass, losing myself to the pleasure of her body the longer I thrust into her.
Merlin seemed lost to the bliss, crying out and making enough noise that I was certain I would be getting looks from the Mul Branova for weeks to come.
Then again, getting looks from them was my default, and perhaps I should simply accept it. Still, part of me wanted to slow her down or muffle her.
One glance at her lips, and I decided it wasn't the worst idea, putting my hand over her mouth as she cried into it. She grew louder, as if covering her mouth gave her room to let out her enjoyment even more.
I laughed and felt no shame in planting my hand firmly over her mouth as she screamed, her eyes becoming pleasantly glazed as she so clearly finished.
In response, she asked a silent question with a raised eyebrow, and I lifted her, carrying her like a princess, even though I was still unfulfilled.
Merlin waved a hand as I carried her, shadows wrapping us and carrying away much of the moisture.
I set her down on the bed.
Only then did I hear a muffled noise and turn my head to see Circe in the chair.
I paused and stared at her before my eyes flitted to Simone, who was casually buffing her nails off to the side.
I opened my mouth, ready to ask many questions, only for Simone to wave a hand, suggesting I leave it be.
An audience of my women didn't bother me.
I glanced down at Merlin, who had seen the other two and not said a word, which was enough for me to leave well enough alone.
"Fuck me, Lord Bran," Merlin said, a smirk on her face, perhaps at my momentary pause in the situation.
I happily bent over and kissed her. "I just don't always have an audience to perform with."
Merlin smirked. "We agreed to this," she said.
Circe mumbled something, and Simone pulled out a length of rope, excited to get to work. Quickly, Circe’s legs were fixed to the chair's legs and her arms behind her back.
I knew that this was a performative helplessness. If Circe really wanted to break out of the bonds holding her, I was certain a bit of cord and a wooden chair would provide about as much resistance as water.
"So this is her penance?" I whispered between kisses.
"I’d just ignore her," Merlin said.
"I believe that's the point," Simone said with a smirk, bending over and beginning to whisper into Circe's ear, causing the legendary nymph to moan against her restraints.
I was unsure if it was a good thing or a bad thing, but either way, I pushed them from my mind as best I could, focusing on Merlin, cupping her hips and pulling her close to resume what we'd started in the shower.
Unlike the first time, I slid in far more easily, a gentle press slipping deep into her folds and eliciting a deep, primal moan of satisfaction from the woman who came across as at least marginally smug.
Merlin eased into my touch, moaning and groaning, her legs hooking behind me and pulling me hungrily against her. "You feel so good." Merlin was putting on a little bit of a performance, but it certainly didn't hurt a man's confidence.
I slammed my hips into hers, and she begged for more.
"You feel so good. You fill me so completely I'm going to become addicted to you. Without you, I'll feel hollow." She cried and squeezed me tightly enough that I had difficulty pulling out. She groaned, putting on the show and bragging about the pleasure in front of Circe.
I knew what she was doing, but I didn't dare stop.
She squeezed me, wringing out every inch of friction between the two of us, and I couldn't help but groan, feeling myself grow closer and closer to completion.
"Yes, that's it. I feel wonderful, don't I, Bran?" Merlin clearly was looking for compliments, and I wasn't going to disappoint her.
I pumped in and out of her with the abandon of a man frenzied, feeling myself grow achingly close to completion. My climax built until I began spraying into her with the kind of release that made me throw my head back.
"You're incredible!" I yelled, hoping it went with what the rest of the room wanted. Exhibition wasn’t my kink, but I enjoyed making Merlin satisfied in every way.
"Yes!" Merlin shouted at the top of her lungs. “Pour it all into me.” She hooked her legs behind me and squeezed while drawing me in and out several more times, completely overstimulated from my recent release.
All I could do was hold on as she wrung the last few drops from my cock with a devious smile on her face.
Merlin kissed me deeply and rolled the two of us so that she came out on top, only to stand and walk over to Circe. She scooped my seed as it dripped down her leg and shoved her cum-soaked fingers into Circe’s mouth.
"Don't worry. I'll share at least a little bit," she told Circe as Circe's eyes rolled up into her head. She licked Merlin's fingers clean.
"Can I?" Circe asked.
Merlin smirked. "Simone, you can undo one of her hands. If she cums before me though, she has to have it tied back up."
Simone grinned, clapped her hands, and broke one of the ropes, only for Circe's now-freed hand to dive down between her legs as she began masturbating with abandon.
"It's not too weird, is it?" Merlin whispered as she crawled back onto the bed with me.
I shrugged. "Fun enough." I pulled her to me, kissing her and sinking her down onto my re-hardened cock, which I figured would be answer enough.