“You fit so perfectly between us,” Vrayl said breathlessly as one hand snuck between Asher’s legs, reaching underneath until Vrayl could feel out where Asher and Trenet were joined. “And you’re gorgeous like this, being filled by us. Will you sleep easy now, knowing how well you pleased your mates?”
Asher tried to nod, to make an affirming sound, but all that came out was a whimper when two of Vrayl’s fingers pressed lightly at Asher’s stretched rim. Was Vrayl going to try to push inside? Could Asher take that?
Hewantedto. Could he?
But Vrayl only smiled and withdrew his hand, instead curling his fingers back around Asher’s cock. “I’ll tell you a secret, Asher,” he said, leaning over to whisper in Asher’s ear. “Trenet and I—we begrudge every moment it’s not one of us keeping you full and satisfied.”
“Never thought I’d be jealous of a senchr,” Trenet gritted out, as Asher’s head spun. “But it’s true, little love. We want to be inside you every moment of every day.”
“Carrying you in the takan has been the proudest moments of my life,” Vrayl said, stroking Asher faster. “And I know Trenet feels the same.”
“The same indeed,” Trenet growled, starting up hard, shallow thrusts that Asher felt in the core of him.
His cries reached a fever pitch as Vrayl released his cock, only for the Dresht to move his body down the bed so he could lower his head. “It’s my turn to taste you,” he purred, and took Asher into his mouth.
It was too much—just enough—and Asher came with a shriek, his whole body locking up as the pleasure flooded through his limbs. He felt Vrayl swallow and swallow around him as sparks danced behind his eyelids, and when it finally seemed as though it was over, he sagged back into someone’s arms, unable to summon the strength to move or open his eyes.
“We love you, Asher,” floated up to him as his limbs were arranged for him and he was covered by a soft blanket. “And we’re so grateful you’re ours.”
Moments later, he felt two big, warm bodies bracket him on either side… and then a nice, thick cock slid into his well-used hole.
Asher sighed out and let sleep claim him.
Chapter 16
When Asher roused from sleep, it was to the sound of voices murmuring above him and the feeling of hands stroking over his skin as the cock inside him moved in heavy, slow thrusts.
“He’s… he’s so small,” Trenet groaned softly. “So small and so sweet. Keeping me warm all night, tucked up between us—”
“So very, very lovely,” Vrayl said, before a gentle hand touched Asher’s cheek. “Aren’t you, little love?”
Asher hummed happily and swallowed around his humshus, nuzzling into Vrayl’s palm as he pushed his hips back to try to take Trenet deeper.That’s right, that’s me. I’m small and sweet and lovely.He felt overfull with happiness to hear all that delicious praise on their tongues.
And full of something else too, as Trenet’s movement stilled and the Dresht’s fingers flexed on Asher’s hips as he came with another groan.
“Thank you, little love,” Trenet panted in his ear.
Asher wriggled his body in the delight of it all.
They took him through the morning with the same care as they always had—but with Asher now understanding them, every act became more intimate, every word more precious.
They set him in Trenet’s lap again while Vrayl combed out and retwisted his hair, and Asher found himself having fun—teasing. Clenching around Trenet’s cock over and over while Vrayl tended to his hair, until Trenet let out an amused growl and took hold of Asher’s hips, bouncing Asher in his lap until Asher was wailing and coming without a single hand on him.
Then Asher got to drowse in Trenet’s lap, sucking on his humshus while Vrayl redid his hair, and that wasverynice.
His trepidation started to rise when they entered the dining room though, to see the table covered in dishes. Asher recognized some things—the olo he liked, the guita root which wasn’t bad, the enga which was actually quite good. But there were a number of meat dishes, as well as dishes Asher didn’t know.
He knew the meats were all synth meats. Heknewthat. He didn’t think his Dresht would lie to him about it. Certainly their horror at learning of his history hadn’t hurt.
But Asher couldn’t help how the smell of the meat turned his stomach, even now.
Vrayl took a seat at the table, but he didn’t pull Asher into his cock. The change in behavior was almost enough to distract Asher from the fact that it was breakfast time.
Almost—until Vrayl reached up and there was thebeepof Asher’s humshus being unlocked.
Asher dug his teeth into his humshus and shook his head. He didn’twantit out. He wanted it safely filling his mouth and throat, so no one could force food into him.
“Shh,” Vrayl was murmuring, running his hands up and down Asher’s sides. “Shh, sweetling. It’s okay. It’s okay, you’re safe. I’ll only take your humshus while you eat breakfast. You’ll get it right back afterwards, I promise.”
