Chapter Nine
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Jasmine
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But my thoughts dieas Alexander and Marquis enter me, thrusting their much-diminished cocks into me.
Tristian, Alexander, and Marquis manipulated their cocks to help suit my size.
Their pre-cum serves as lubricant as they slide into me.But even this stretch, this burn, is too much for me.
I thrash in their arms, trying to find a rhythm of breathing that doesn’t make me feel as if one move will destroy me, all while I worry about what this strain is doing to them.It can’t be natural for them.
They slowly start to move in and out of me, creating a maddening friction that has me leaking juices all down Tristian’s cock.
They unravel my control, and before I can stop myself, another mind-changing, soul-altering orgasm builds and releases in a mad rush.But everything feels wrong.
“No,” I whisper, hoarse.“I want to feel all of you.Not this way.”
Surely, I don’t know what I’m saying.Am I mad?At full size they will ruin me.Am I nuts?Have I had too many orgasms?
They wouldn’t have done this with a female orc, and suddenly the thought debilitates and empowers me.
“Now.I want all your cock.Everything.In all its monstrous size.”
“Jasmine, you can’t.We already knew this.”
“No,” I say, banging my fist on Tristian’s chest and worried I may have broken my hand in the process.
Then I do the only thing I know.I squeeze the walls of my pussy and clench my bottom hole until I feel the air leave my body.I move, swaying this way and that way, grinding myself against their cocks.
I’m unleashing monsters.Literally.But I can’t stop.
Their rough, raw growls and warning words only incite more belligerence.
Tristian grabs a handful of my hair at the nape of my neck.He looks feral, and I know Alexander and Marquis share the same look, on top of maintaining the control it requires to keep their cocks from their original nature.
I look back at him defiantly.
