Page 138 of Bride of Choice

Straddling him, I wiggled atop him, struggling to dig my arms under his back and retrieve my damaged property. “No respect for my things,” I bit out as I tried to wriggle my way farther up his wide, barrel-shaped chest, finding something thick as hell and hard as steel, throbbing beneath me, pressing up against my sex.

Sitting up, eyeing him and that girthy monster weeping at the slit, I glared at him. “You broke my dick.”

Odix’s breathing had grown labored, flashing, darkening.

“Hold that thought,” I muttered, hopping up to grab a condom from my purse. Coming back to him, I reached for him. Odix lifted up onto his forearms, eyeing me as I grabbed his dick, pulled that fat wad of furry foreskin back, and had a condom squeezing his wildly thick dick in no time.

Break my vibrator… how does he like being my personal dildo, hmm?

Stupid question. The look in his widening eyes and that insane purr rattling him said he fucking loved it.

“It almost didn’t fit. Honey, that’s a compliment.” Restraddling him, I held myself over him, lined up, the tip nudging the entrance to heaven, and waited. “Your call. What’ll it be?”

Half laying there, looking unnaturally still, he suddenly sucked in a huge gulp of air. The action sent me lifting up with his wide chest, then slowly easing back down as he let that beath he looked to be holding out, sliding a little deeper onto the thickness threatening to strain my pussy lips to accommodate it.

A groan that bordered on a moan left him and he fell back, his thick head thunking the floor loudly.

“Hey? What do? Kill Odix? Ey! Jojo-knee! Eh?!” Rek continued to fuss from the other side of the door.

Lifting his head, Odix snarled at the door.

“No snarl at Rek!” Rek snapped, making me laugh.

Who was it that had gotten me into this mess in the first place?

“Eh! What you doing? No funnies!” He was banging on the door now. “No touch Joanie, stupid head!”

Glancing from me to the door, Odix’s eyebrows shot up. I knew what he meant. Why did I put up with this? Why did my pussy smell like Rek’s mouth has been there? WHY?

With a shrug, I let out a gusty sigh. Making swirling patterns in his chest hair, my gaze darted away and I mumbled, almost shyly, “Can’t explain it. Stopped trying to a long time ago.”

Peeking at him, I wondered if he was stalling because he didn’t want to go through with this.

“We don’t have to.” My gaze slid to the window. “I’m not a kiss and tell kind of gal but I get it.” Biting at the inside of my cheek as he sat there and silently stared at me, eyeing me like he was seeing something in me he hadn’t before, I lifted a hand and gestured towards the window. “I can distract him while you make your great escape.”

Making the decision for him when he parted his lips, as if about to speak, but paused, I slid off of him, helped him remove the condom, and had just turned away to dispose of said condom and slough out of my cum sticky jacket when thick hands fell to my hips and I found myself lifted up, then dropped down and bent over, pressed down into my bedding.

Odix entered me without ceremony, no warm up, no warning.

I jolted and cried out softly as my body took all of him at once. Odix barked as his hips snapped forward, warm, welcoming heat enveloped him, the sound drowning out my cry.

The sound Odix made as he ground into me, a moan and a growl with a hint of a garbled purr, I found myself shuddering along with him as he pressed his advance.

Rek, perfect timing as always, battle rammed and broke down the god damned thing. Lifting the door up and slamming it into the door frame, he spun around, got one peek of Odix cramming me with his magic stick, and tackled him.

Odix came as Rek yanked him loose, marking me, Rek, the entirety of my room, with an epic stream of splooge.

Odix recovered quickly, grabbing Rek up by his throat, snarling at him as he squeezed.

“NO! Don’t kill him!” Wrapping Bum-bum’s blanket around me, I screeched, grabbing onto Odix’s arm, tugging at it, shouting at him to let Rek go.

This, of course, drew more attention. We were just too fucking loud.

Gurgling noises left Rek.

“Let him go! Odix! He can’t breathe!” I shrieked, losing my shit.

My door was slammed yet again, Kirch flying in, nearly ending up with his face in a splooge puddle, one of many decorating my hut.

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