“So brave, sweetheart. Almost over. Then you’re free. This one shouldn’t hurt, but I don’t know how it’s attached to you. Don’t bite me.”
There’s a big sigh before I rest my hand on the collar. When they don’t move, I reach up, trying to find the buckle. Failingthat, I run my hand on the underside between the collar and its neck, looking for anything directly attached to their skin.
Finding nothing, I determine that I’m going to pull it apart. With both hands and a tight grip, I tug until it crumbles. I think I might have fried it with the surge of electricity.
It falls away, and the beast opens its eyes. I smile. “Good job, sweetheart. You’re free. No more collar. No more pain. Stay away from the pods, okay?”
When it gets to its feet, it towers over me, but it bends its head and rests its big muzzle on my head in a gesture that feels distinctly like a thank you. I gently rub its chin. “You’re welcome.”
It turns, looks at the beastly prisoners that had shared their time of torture, and bounds off. We all watch it go, and then they’re all looking at me.
“Who’s next?” I ask.
All four of them lie on the ground, ready and asking for their freedom.
RAINER
Mama said not to question who you love. Your heart knows best.
Hot, intense pleasure rushes through me. My body shudders violently as dicks move inside me. My arms shake so much that I’m about to fall on my face.
I’d end up with a bloody nose since my face would meet the back of Notto’s skull.
My cock is buried in his ass with Drystan’s joining me.Oneof Drystan’s. When Keary said he wanted all of us to be fucked by Drystan, I didn’t think he meant at the same time.
He meant at the same time.
Notto is flat on his stomach, his face buried into a pillow as he fills the room with a continuous loud, high moan. I can’t see what Drystan has going on, but I know that Notto is stuffed full. My dick is in his ass. Drystan is in his front hole, and his cock is wrapped with some kind of tentacle appendage that I had the pleasure of feeling last week.
Or was it the week before?
Keary’s cock is in my ass along with Drystan’s second, and Drystan also has a dick inside Keary. I feel like I’m being pulled apart as they fuck me together. I’m so overstimulated that all I can do is try to keep myself from losing it too soon.
Notto’s body trembles under me, and I think I can feel his pleasure pulsating through my body. His ass clenches almost rhythmically, which does nothing but heighten every damn thing.
Like Notto, I can barely move, but my entire body is humming like a live wire. I’m ready to come. It’s hovering just this side of consciousness. Every pleasure point that ever existed in my body, as well as maybe a hundred more, is being touched. Rubbed. Brought to the brink of losing my fucking mind.
Unlike me and Notto, Keary is wild. His dick doesn’t stop moving inside me. He bucks forward, surges backward on Drystan’s dick, and thrusts back inside me. Over and over.
My head spins. Dots flicker in front of my eyes. My fingers tingle so intensely that they almost feel numb, like I’m not getting any blood flow to my outer extremities.
“Love how you fill us all, Drys,” Keary moans.
“I’m going to come,” I say, almost sobbing. Fuck, I need to come, or I’m going to lose my mind.
“Come, precious,” Keary says. “But I’m definitely not done breeding you yet.”
I can’t help myself. I can’t hold it in. As soon as the first wave of my orgasm washes over me, I lose the battle to keep myself up on my arms. I crash on top of Notto, wrapping my arms under his chest, and use him like an anchor.
Between the way Notto’s ass squeezes my dick and the constant deep thrusts of Drystan’s and Keary’s dicks forcing my ass to spread wide for them as they endlessly poke, prod, and pleasure me, my orgasm is nearly blinding.
Do I breathe through it? There’s a chance that I lose minutes of time as I shudder between them, emptying my balls into Notto’s fine fucking ass. So tight. So muscular and tense around me. Milking me.
Our group fuck continues for what feels like days, so many days. I’m seriously dehydrated by the time I’m lying on my back, limp and dazed. My body aches deliciously. Every single breath makes me twitch. My hole is going to stay stretched for life now. I can feel it.
“Is now a good time to talk about babies?” Drystan asks.
No one was talking, but a thicker blanket of silence falls over us.
