She tossed the shirt aside, showing him all the long, sweet curves of her body. Before he could do anything else, she was unwinding the breast bindings she had twisted around her chest. It fell away slowly, letting the soft globes of her fleshy breasts slip free. The sight of the peaks pointing up at the air, pebbled and hardening under his gaze, made his mouth water. He found he wanted nothing more than to take those dark nipples into his mouth and suck until she screamed from the pressure.
They moved at the same time to take off their shoes. Then, without a break, they both reached for their pants. Like his shirt, Vytln divested his in a single, sharp, jerking motion. Tossing the last of his garments aside without a shred of concern for his nudity. He couldn’t care less. He was more invested in the sweet flesh Haven exposed, her body undulating and twisting as she took off and tossed away her shorts.
Then, there was nothing on her body but the silvery band of her microbots and the delicate ropes of her locs swishing around her upper chest, hiding nothing.
There was nothing to stop him from feasting his eyes upon the thick cords of muscle of her thighs and calves as they joined into the rounded, sumptuous curves of her hips and generous ass. Her breasts might be small, but he didn’t rightfully care. Not when there was so much to appreciate and grasp on her thick, juicy rear.
Leaning back into the wall, her pulse racing in her neck, she gave him a flirtatious smile as she made a show of lifting then spreading those long, gorgeous legs. Finally revealing that shiny wet slit and its pretty black curls hidden between them.
Those elegant, beautiful hands of hers reached down and slid through that slit. She spread them apart, showing off the heated red and pink flesh hidden behind those puffy lips. And the hole that pulsed there, just dripping and begging for his cock.
Vytln growled, his short, blunt claws digging painfully into his thighs as he resisted the urge to throw himself across the vessel and feast on that offering.
Chapter 18
Haven
Vytln wasn’t touching her, but this was probably the sexiest moment of her life. Being completely exposed, stared at with such unrestrained and desperate hunger as he barely held himself back. For the first time in her life, Haven knew what it felt like to truly be desired by someone, not just being the person someone’s desire was aimed at, and it was an incredible feeling.
But it couldn’t completely bury her curiosity for the male now exposed to her. Or the strange differences in his body.
Vytln was no human man, that was for sure. And now she could see the whole of him, head to toe, and she could really appreciate it. Her gaze wandered without shame or hesitation.
The circle of thorns on his head, rough and scratched from years of fighting and struggles, lead down to a blocky face with dark skin only darkened further by the glowing embers that were his eyes. The bright, open scars started on his chest, were heaviest on his arms, with a few cracks and splits continuing on his thighs and one on his calf. He had black claws, short and thick, like they were made for digging, on both his hands and his feet. The lines of his muscles seemed harshly defined, like thesharp facets on a rock face, giving him a harder, more angular look. He had more horns, she noticed. Singular jutting ones that came up from his elbows and his knees. They weren’t peaked like the ones on his scalp, but they were hard and distinctive.
But it was his groin that got the most of her attention. The differences between him and a man that made her want to crawl closer and see more.
The ridges of his abs were harshly distinct, as were the creases at his hips that would normally point right to the base of his cock. But instead of a shaft placed there in the center, his cock was laying up flat against his abdomen. Right there on the line that went up between his abs, there was a slight divot wherein his cock rested, already full size and throbbing.
The veins going up the length were harshly defined, and she could visibly see the throbbing of his pulse within them. The head wasn’t large, though it was blocky, but the body of the shaft was thick, rounded and heavy.
As she watched, it throbbed and twitched. And began to rise. Lifting from its bed, it came up, the throbbing increasing until the entire length was visibly pulsing. And as it came up, she saw the second one. Hiding beneath the first, it too rose from the line between his abs. Twin to the first, the second cock was also thicker in the middle and had harshly defined veins that seemed to get bigger before her very eyes until his entire cock was pulsing.
Two. What was she even supposed to do with two? Well, she knew what she could theoretically do with two, but that steady, pulsing throb around the engorged flesh in the middle made something like anal seem absolutely terrifying. She couldn’t fitboth in one hole either. Even if she stretched herself out, she didn't think her pelvis would be wide enough.
Oh, but the idea of trying…
How was the idea simultaneously hot and terrifying?
Vytln was somehow both a grower and a shower. While, length wise, his cocks didn't elongate, that threatening girth expanded until she winced, even as her pussy throbbed with eager hunger. Happy to try taking that boulder to the root.
Then, he grabbed them. Both cocks in one hand, he gripped them tightly, even his own fingers not fully reaching around both. He slowly pumped them up and down. Haven didn't even realize she was mimicking the motion with her finger, slowly brushing up and down her clit, until the electric jolts of her own touch made her legs start to shake.
“One at a time?” She whispered, needing to be sure. Even knowing it was impossible, still wanting to try more.
“One at a time,” he agreed, changing his grip so he was fisting the lower cock – what had been the first cock laying on top of the other. “This one first. I’ll fuck you with it until you scream and fill you until you think you might burst. Then, when it’s done, I switch.” His hand switched as he said it to the second, now upper, cock. “And then I take you with this one and fuck you with it until it comes too. Back and forth, never leaving you empty, always leaving you plugged.”
The squared head was not well defined, but that thickened center certainly promised to be big enough that nothing would be able to escape. She’d be stuffed full of him and his cum until he chose to stop. And it had to be his choice because, as he promised, she’d be bound and helpless.
Haven let out a shuddering moan, her entire body thrashing once at the very thought. She was never helpless. She was never still or unmoving. The threat of becoming so, of being forced to do nothing, unable to touch or see or speak, should have been terrifying. But there was something there, something thrilling and exciting. The allure of the unknown and forbidden. No one would ever have been able to tame and tie her before.
But she bet Vytln could. He was the only one who’d ever been able to successfully trap her. Stop her. Control her. He’d be able to render her helpless and unmoving. And she’d love every second, because it was so antithetical to everything she was.
Her fingers were moving faster now. Her body shaking and quivering as her legs fell open, almost as though trying to beckon him closer.
He didn't come closer. His hands were moving quicker now as well, once more stroking both cocks. Slamming his palm up and down. Treating himself so harshly. She wanted to replace his fist with her body and let him use all that force on her instead.
It would hurt. It would stretch her to the edge of tearing. She’d have bruises from his fingers, from his thrusts, from the pounding against her cervix.
