Whatever it was, he opened easily for it after warming Vrayl’s cock all morning. The smooth, slick thing wasn’t quite as wide as Trenet or Vrayl, and Asher was furious that he was grateful for it.
“You’re taking your venigash beautifully, little love,”Trenet said, his voice coming from—in front and slightly below,as he pushed the thing further inside.Venigashagain—was that what this thing was?
Asher moaned as Trenet’s fingers withdrew and his body closed around thevenigash.It was a strange weight inside him. Notpleasant,it could never be that, but not wholly unpleasant either. Just strange. Asher had had something inside him practically since he’d woken up yesterday, gagged and bound in Trenet and Vrayl’s home. He didn’t want thisvenigashin him at all, definitely not!
But at least it was something he could withstand.
“Krish, look at him,”Vrayl was saying.“Look at how he’s relaxing already. Quick, my heart, give him another. What a sweet little thing—”
There was another touch to his hole, the same smooth, slick, warm shape that Asher recognized as thevenigash.They were putting a second one inside him? He wasn’t… he wasn’t done?
“That’s good,”Trenet rumbled as he pushed the secondvenigashinto Asher’s body.“That’s so very good, Asher.”
Asher cried out as the secondvenigashmet the first, deep inside of him. Trenet’s fingers stroked his inner walls before they withdrew for a second time.
He was unsurprised when, moments later, he felt the smooth, slick touch of a thirdvenigashto his entrance.
He was unsurprised, but he couldn’t help sobbing anyway.
Chapter 9
Time went soft and sticky for Asher asvenigashaftervenigashwas forced inside him. With the blindfold making it impossible to see what was coming, how many more there were left, and his body completely immobilized between the thing securing his arms and Vrayl and Trenet’s hold on him, Asher sunk into a sort of haze, oddly distanced from his body. Part of him was still present, feeling every new intrusion viscerally, but the rest of him simply drifted.
He was aware of the sounds dropping out of his mouth, not all of them unhappy, as the pressure inside him grew. He was aware of Vrayl’s claw tips carding through his bangs and scratching pleasantly over his scalp. He was aware of both Trenet and Vrayl making rumbling sounds from deep within their chests, which was almost soothing—a contrast to how everything else felt.
“Vitals say that’s his limit for now,”Asher heard Vrayl say, as the Dresht pet over and over Asher’s swollen belly.“Oh little love, you did so well. Taking your venigash so beautifully.”
“And you’ll be able to take more as the days pass,”Trenet said from still in front and below him. Asher felt what could only be a mouth press to his inner thigh, but he couldn’t seem to summon the energy to be scared about it.“The venigash will give you nutrients and help keep you healthy and strong as they prepare your body for even greater pleasures.”
He felt more than heard Vrayl chuckle behind him.“I think our Asher deserves some more pleasures right now,”Vrayl said, splaying his large palm over Asher’s belly and then pressing just slightly, making Asher moan, hips twitching up.“He’s been hard and leaking for us since breakfast. We’ve been remiss in our duties.”
“We certainly can’t have that,”Trenet replied.“Our yshain deserves better.”
Asher heard himself let out a blurred sort of sound, closer to a whine than anything else. He was so full. He was so, so fucking full. Never in a million light years had he ever dreamed of taking anything inside him at all, but certainly never like this. Certainly never somuch.The pressure was more intense than anything he’d ever experienced before, made all the more devastating by the fact that he couldn’t see. His whole world was narrowed to that feeling of fullness. All he could do was sink into it.
Then, suddenly, something hot and wet and familiar closed around his cock. Asher jolted at the feeling of being swallowed up, the tongue laving up and down his length unwelcome and terrifying and—and it feltgood.
Sudden anger reared up, sharp and hot. Asher hated that it felt good. He hated that Trenet and Vrayl were going to force him to feel pleasure again after everything else they continued to inflict upon him. As though they were rewarding him for good behavior. Their good little pet, given a treat after doing a trick.
He wouldn’t succumb to that. He wouldn’t be their littletoy.Not when he could hear every chuckle, no doubt them laughing about how stupid and pathetic they thought he was, their captive Human. Not when these two Dresht had every power over him and Asher was bound and gagged and blindfolded, so fucking helpless to do anything aside from refuse to bow to their whims.
The calm he’d sunk into fell away, and Asher writhed blindly in Vrayl’s lap, shaking his head back and forth so hard that his ears started ringing as he made muffled sounds of protest. He couldn’t move his arms much at all, bound the waythey were, but that didn’t stop him from trying anyway, yanking them in opposite directions as much as he was able. Maybe this little rebellion would make them show their true colors. Maybe they’d decide he was too much trouble to keep alive. Maybe they would no longer stop at justtastinghim.
Whatever happened, at least Asher would be able to say that he staged some sort of protest to his treatment. That he didn’t just lie down and accept what Trenet and Vrayl chose to subject him to.
“Shh, shh, Asher,”Vrayl crooned, curling a hand around Asher’s chin to hold his head steady. Asher wailed and tried to move his head at all, to no avail.“Trenet is going to give you what you need.”
The mouth pulled off of Asher’s cock, and Asher took a great heaving breath, trembling in Vrayl’s arms. Did it work? Did they listen to him?
“Little love, are you upset with us, that we left you wanting for so long?”Trenet asked, the lift in his growls denoting a question. Asher shivered. What was he asking Vrayl now? Vrayl had said Asher’s name—they had to be discussing his behavior.
What would Asher’s punishment be for acting out?
“And I’m sure it doesn’t help that we promised him a takan,”Vrayl said, his other hand once again moving to palm Asher’s belly.“That’s it, isn’t it, sweetling. You just want your takan before your pleasure.”
Asher wasn’t expecting it when Vrayl stood, taking Asher with him. He cried out in fright as he was moved without being able to see what was happening. He was turned in the air, and for a heart-stopping moment he thought he was about to be dropped to the ground, with no way to catch himself or break his fall—
But then he was passed over into what could only be Trenet’s arms, the enormous Dresht nuzzling the top of Asher’s head.“All will be well, little love. You’re safe with us. We’ll provide you with everything you ever will need. And we’re so honored to have such a sweet, beautiful yshain like you to call our own.”
