“Mmmmm,” she moans. “I want more. Comecloser.” Parting her lips, it will be a feat to fit in her mouth but she’s not deterred. Her tongue circles my piercing, paying extra attention to the underside of my tip and the hole it sits in. I've never had someone so focused on my cock like this. It is more common to suck and massage an orc’s balls to ensure their babe seed is ready for the female's womb-door. I'm not sure if it’s because Rosie is new to this, but I will never want for another ball sucking if this is the type of pleasure I feel. Lightning pulsates down my thighs and up my back, a deep warmth spreading in my chest.
Bellator begins to grunt, his thrusts becoming erratic as he gets closer to release, and the second that Rosie begins moaning and panting, pulling the tip of my cock and my piercing into her mouth, I can't help but fall over the edge with them both. I roar out as Rosie takes several gulps of my seed, only pulling back to try and catch her breath as the rest falls on her teats. Bellator remains seated, panting, with after shocks rolling through him.
My head swirls with everything it’s taken to get to this point, but excitement overwhelms me with everything that’s still to come. My cock deflates enough for me to step between Bellator’s legs, tilting Rosie’s chin up to look at me. Cum rolls down her neck and over her teats, and as much as I’d like to have it inside her, based on the amount leaking from where they connect, I’d say she has no more room to take mine. At least her belly is full of one of our seed.
“You look beautiful, Princess. Covered in us, marked in our scent for all others to know who you belong to.”
“Was that… was that the ritual?” she gasps.
Chuckling behind her, Bellator leans forward, the change in angle causing Rosie to tremble. He holds her in place, his hand reaching down to where they are connected. Lifting her slowly, he begins counting.
“One…” his fingers feeling the first piercing at the base of his shaft. “Five,” his hand spreading with one finger resting against her back hole. “Nine.” She stares at me, her hips trying to move against him now. “Thirteen.” Using the cum she is drenched in as lube, he pushes one finger inside her ass, gently swirling it around as she relaxes, letting more of his finger in. “Fifteen.” With one finger in her back hole, he removes the tip of his cock from inside her, quickly rubbing it against her sopping bud, making obscene sounds as she comes again. Her nails dig into Bellator's arms, their combined cum gushing from her spread wide pussy. “That was just the start,” he whispers in her ear as she slumps against him, exhausted from our unexpected mating. “Next is the ritual.”
Chapter 30
Rosalind
“Are you ready for us, Princess?” Steve says as he pulls me off Bellator, lifting me until my legs hang limply against his stomach.
“I need to take you both?” Pulling my bottom lip into my mouth, I bite down, trying to ease my nerves. I believe them when they say I was made for them, the way my body responds to their ministrations, the way I open for them. I never felt an ounce of passion from any man back on earth, but the hunger I see in their eyes, it creates a lightning storm across my body. A yearning only they can ease.
Nodding my head, Steve sits on the couch exactly as we were the other day when he took my virginity. I'm straddled across his thighs, legs spread wide. He looks my body over, eyes flaring when they land on my pussy. I should be embarrassed from the amount of fluids that coat me, but as Bellator steps into my back,settling down onto his knees, I feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. Nothing could dampen the glow that’s building inside me.
“Never in my life did I think I would meet my bonded.” Steve’s hands roam over my body, Bellators soon joining his, smearing their cum over every inch of me until my skin glows in the light seeping through the shutters. He lifts me, placing the head of his cock at my clit, the weight of his pierced tip perfectly pressing against me. My hips rock involuntarily as my need for them builds. Reaching out, I take hold of Steve’s tusks, for balance and to get the reaction I'm looking for. Feeling the feather down velvet that coats them, having it slide between my fingers has me whimpering alongside Steve. Bellator's hands cup my breasts, roaming across my soft stomach before circling down to my ass. His finger easily slides inside my back hole from when he stretched it moments earlier.
Repositioning himself, Steve drags his tip through my aching folds, placing himself at my entrance. He's not moving fast enough. I get the need to drag this out, but I'm desperate to feel full; it’s not enough. This dormant part of me seems to crack open, and she is desperate to have her mates connected to her. This animalistic need to consume them as much as they consume me.
Wiggling free, his hands slip from where he holds me perfectly placed above his cock, and I slam downon him. My body taking every inch of his thick cock, filling me so completely it takes my breath away. Steve growls as his piercing drags along my inner walls, my pussy fluttering around him from the speed that he filled me.
“Lean forward, bonded,” Bellator grunts behind me, “I need to see where my brother has taken you.” I feel his fingers move around my pussy, feeling how stretched I am around Steve’s cock. “Should I enter you here, stuff you full of us?” His fingers move to my back hole, the clinking of his piercings as he positions himself. “Maybe I will take you here? My brother took your womb door for the first time, so I think I will take your rear.”
The blunt head of his cock presses against my back hole, my body opening to take him. “Mm…” I whimper. Barely hearing myself when I beg, “Please.” I push off Steve, leaning back into Bellator's chest. The movement causes the angle to change and pushes more of Bellator's length into me. “Oh God,” I moan. The feeling of fullness almost perfectly satisfying me…almost. Testing the motion, I rock my hips forward and back, Steve and Bellator's cocks easing in and out of me with each thrust. The connection I feel with them,the bond, threads together. Each cell in my body knitting with theirs. My orgasm builds, our bodies moving together as my orcs consume me.
“Keep going,” I moan, throwing my head back against Bellator's shoulder when he suddenly pullsout. The loss of him is so quick it’s cruel. I reach back, grabbing onto his one tusk. “Get back inside me now,” I demand.
He chuckles, “As you wish, Soulbound.”
Wrapping his arm around my waist, I expect to feel him against my back hole when his finger slips in alongside Steve's cock, stretching me just enough for his tip to enter. Panting at the welcome intrusion, my body screamsyes, yes, yesas each one of his piercings slides into me. He doesn't count them like before, but I feel the little puff of breath on my shoulder each time he pushes deeper.
I am firmly seated, Steve in front, Bellator behind, both of their hard cocks throbbing inside me, my body pushed to its limit. This is the feeling I was chasing. It finally clicks into place as we connect with each other, joined as we were always destined to be. Steve holds my hips, keeping me steady as we move together. The thought of both of their cocks inside my pussy, how they must feel rubbing against each other, their different, unique piercings stroking my inner walls as well as each other.
A tremor rolls through me, and I reach down, my shoulders sagging as my fingers rub my clit, the skin pulled taught increasing the pleasure, a deep moan escaping me as my orgasm begins to build again. Steve nudges my hand to the side, his thumb replacing my fingers, keeping the rhythm I had set. Bellator's hands knead my breast, his fingers pinching and pullingmy nipples. Steve’s face is one of desperate concentration, his brow furrowed, panting as he watches the show in front of him.
“I’m so close… keep going…keep going… kee—” A white blinding light similar to the sun of this Realm pierces my vision as a thousand fireworks erupt all over my body. I feel Steve and Bellator, the bond several times stronger than it was before. Both of them roar, the room swallowing our cries as they fall over the edge with me. Their cocks pulsate, my belly swelling from their combined cum. It’s like my whole reality has finally clicked into place. My life before this point was empty, almost as if it were another person’s reality. Each breath I take is full of life. I feel my orcs loving and encouraging me. We stay connected, not moving for some time, cum flooding from inside me as we share in this moment.
“I think… I think it worked,” Steve pants.
“Yes, that was?—”
“Everything,” I say, finishing Bellator’s sentence.
“I had no idea it would feel like this,” Steve continues. “It’s as if my whole body is overflowing with the sheer amount you both mean to me. My love for my brother and my love for my bonded, completing me.”
“I like mating with you both.”
I snort out a very unladylike laugh from Bellator's blunt phrasing compared to Steve’s emotional one. The outburst clenching my belly, both of my orcsgroaning from the pressure bearing down on them, a wave of cum following suit.
“What is the pleasure bud we touched as we mated?” Steve asks.
