Two long cocks protrude from his chiseled body. It’s unexpected—and slightly terrifying. How am I going to fit both of those inside me?
So, he reallywasn’tjoking when he made that terrible Christmas joke—heishung like a stocking.
Not only does he have snakes for hair, he may as well have snakes in his pants.
He lets out a low laugh, and I pry my eyes away from his manhoods. “Don’t worry, I’m not giving you both—at least, not tonight.”
I want to argue, to ask if he thinks I can’t handle it, but I bite my tongue. All I would be getting myself into is, well, taking two big dicks at the same time—and I’ve never done that before.
A one-night stand might not be the place for such an adventure.
“I’m on the pill—” I start to tell him, and that’s all he needs to hear.
In a blink, he’s above me, and I feel one of his dicks at my entrance. As he slowly enters me, his other one slides upward, rubbing against my throbbing clit.
Oh, myfuck.
With each thrust, he goes harder, faster, his hands gripping my hips. The bed rocks, and his other cock continues to light up the nerves in my clit.
“You feel so good, Holly,” he moans, his fingers digging into my skin.
Through the ripping pleasure, I somehow formulate a few words and say, “Just keep going.”
He angles himself, hitting me deeper, and his lips brush against my ear. “Tell me how much you like this.”
The words send tingles down my spine. Normally,I’mthe boss. Right now, with him, he is.
And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
“I don’t want you to stop,” I say breathlessly.
He pounds into me harder, and I feel ready to explode. “Say my name, Holly.”
“Felix,” I moan as I near the edgeagain.
What kind of gorgon magical dickisthis?
His face hovers inches from mine now, those citrine eyes burning into me as his snakes let out light hisses. “Again.”
“Fuck, Felix…” My voice trails off as unbearable pleasure takes over, and I tighten around him.
It must be enough pressure to drag him over this cliff with me, and he pulls out of me suddenly. Both dicks rest on my abdomen, ungodly amounts of cum pooling there.
For some reason though, itreallyturns me on.
“Towels are over there.” I gesture with my head toward the dresser next to my ensuite.
He doesn’t hesitate to find, grab, and begin cleaning me with one. I’m taking a shower immediately anyway, but the gesture is sweet.
Part of me expected him to toss me the towel.
My legs are tender as I stand from the bed, making my way toward the bathroom. “I’m going to shower…care to join me?”
Looking over my shoulder, I see him loosely holding the cum-soaked towel. His eyes travel over me, the look on his face like he’s just won the lottery.
“Unless you’re too tuckered out…” I taunt, taking another step toward the bathroom.
Towel balled in one hand, he strides toward me. “Definitely not too tired.”
