“Let me taste our mate,” he rumbles, his dark eyes locked on my mouth that’s wet and dripping with her arousal.
I step forward between her spread thighs, pressing my stomach to her belly, and crash my lips to Sayer’s. He groans in appreciation. Grace’s hands grab my shoulders and her feet dig into my rump. She wriggles her hips until her soaked center rubs at my cock through my suit. I allow her to have her way with me, flexing my own hips to meet her with each movement, while I desperately kiss Sayer.
Her fingers frantically rip at my minnasuit until she has it peeled down to my waist and uses her feet to pull it down even lower. Her scream has me pulling back.
“What is it?” I demand, worried I’ve hurt her.
She gapes at me, pointing. “Y-You…what the hell…oh my God…”
I look down at my cock that points out at her, heavy and bobbing with eagerness. The metal piercing is thick on the end and glints in the light. “Oh, this?” I ask, a grin tugging at my lips as I grip my cock and give it a jerk.
She nods, biting on her lip. “You’re pierced.”
“Don’t worry,” Sayer purrs against her ear. “It feels really rekking good inside. Trust me.”
Her body seems to liquefy as she nods, waving me closer. I smirk at her before sauntering up to them both. Running the tip of my cock through her nether lips, I revel in the mewls that escape her. She squirms in Sayer’s arms, lifting and circling her hips to move them in tandem with my teasing.
“When I finish,” I murmur, barely pushing into her warmth, “you’ll be paralyzed.”
“Will it hurt?” she breathes.
“Sayer mating with you while the toxica has taken effect?”
“Yeah, that.”
“Do you trust us to take care of you?” I ask, pulling my cock back out and teasing her clit with my metal ring.
“You did last time,” she breathes.
“We will every time,” I assure her.
She smiles before grabbing my shoulders, encouraging me closer. I thrust my hips slowly as I drive all the way into her hot depths. Her squeal is one that awakens the animal inside me. My mouth finds hers and I devour her much like I often do Sayer. Sayer’s claws rake through my hair as he tenderly caresses my nog. In this moment, it’s bliss. Both of their breathing ragged and needy. It makes me wonder if one day she’ll let us both be inside her at once.
It could happen.
Sayer inside her cunt. Me inside the tight, puckered hole between her rump cheeks.
“Rekk-rekk-rekk-rekk,” I hiss, bucking hard.
“What’s wrong?” Sayer demands.
“I was just wondering how it would feel for us to both take her at once,” I growl, nipping at her bottom lip, my eyes locking with Say’s. “You inside her cunt and me taking her like I take you.”
“Rekk,” he breathes at the same time Grace utters, “Fuck.”
I piston my hips until my sac tightens with my warning of release. I kiss her hard and then groan as my seed gushes from me, filling her to the brim. Her body falls limp and her eyes aren’t wild like last time. They’re curious and eager. Pulling out of her, I watch with fascination as my seed drips from her cunt onto the floor.
“Maybe next time it’ll be my mortling inside you,” I say with a wide grin. “A little Sayer and a little Jareth running around. Now that would be incredible.”
Her eyes flash and my heart aches with hope that she likes that idea. Based on the intense look Sayer is giving me, he loves it.
“Your hands are full, Say. Let me help you.” I pull Grace into my arms, keeping her legs around me. Then, I sit down on the large bed and lie back, hugging her to me. Her stomach is between us and I can feel the mortling. It must be lulled into relaxation too because it is calm. Sayer strips out of his minnasuit and then climbs onto the bed on his knees. He grips Grace’s hips and pulls her back some. His palms rove over her backside and he squeezes her rump.
I slide my palm to between her breasts and lift her up so I can see her face. Using my other hand, I gently grip her jaw, positioning her so I can look into her eyes, watching for the first sign of discomfort.
“Hello, beautiful mate,” I coo, pausing to kiss her mouth. “Our handsome mate is going to push his equally handsome cock into your wet, needy body. What do you think of that?” I grin wickedly at her. “Oh, that’s right. You can’t speak yet. I bet if you were to talk, you’d be calling me a…what was it, Say?”
“Fucking freak,” he utters, grinning at me. “Her words, not mine.”