Page 52 of Darkest Desire

“We consider it a kindness to allow your female to suck you,” Lord Thruck said. “Females are not allowed to eat at the dinner table with males since they are not our equals. So the only nourishment they receive is the seed you spurt in their mouths to warm their bellies. If you don’t allow your female to suck you, it’s the same thing as saying you want her to starve!”

“But…but she doesn’t…” Sirex didn’t seem to know what to say. Phoebe was still rubbing her cheek lovingly against the hard bulge in his trousers. Looking up at him, she breathed,

“Please, Master—let me suck you. Don’t deny me your seed and the pleasure of your cock!”

“Phoebe?” He looked uncertain but it was clear he couldn’t ask if she really wanted to do this with Lord Thruck watching.

“Please,” she begged again. And, turning her head, she placed a hot kiss over the bulge in his leather trousers—which was already considerably larger than it had been before she started rubbing it.

“Gods,” Sirex groaned. “Phoebe…baby…”

“Let her do it. It’s clear she wants to.” Lord Thruck’s high voice sounded interested—even excited. Phoebe remembered what Be’ti’ta had said about the Trollox being a voyeur who liked to watch the pain and pleasure of others. Maybe putting on a good show would make him more likely to let them meet with the Emperor.

It was a valid consideration, but to be honest, she mostly just wanted to suck her mentor’s cock. When she shifted her hips, she could feel the thick plug moving inside her and the clit jewelry was teasing her too. She was getting hotter and hotter and more and more desperate. It came into her head that maybe swallowing Sirex’s seed would help ease the urgent cravings she was feeling.

The moment she had that thought, Phoebe was sure it was true. That was what she needed—a drink of his seed!

“Please, Sir,” she begged again. “Please, I need to suck you!”

“Gods…all right.” Reluctantly, she thought, he unfastened the magno-tabs that held his trousers together.

Phoebe couldn’t wait. She reached eagerly into his leather trousers to claim her prize. What she saw when she drew it out made her mouth water.

Sirex was big—even bigger than the pussy plug currently filling her. Eagerly, Phoebe rubbed her cheek against the long, hard shaft, inhaling his spicy, masculine musk. Then she saw something really surprising—he had more than one shaft.

She stared in surprise at what she saw. There was a second shaft that was much shorter and thinner sitting directly above the large shaft.

“Wow,” she blurted. “Two cocks for the price of one!” The phrase struck her as funny for some reason and she went off in a gale of giggles.

“Oh, do you have a second shaft?” Thruck leaned over eagerly to see—which he could by peering through the round glass “table window.”

“Er…yes. I’m half Scourge.” Sirex sounded uncomfortable. “The bottom shaft is for breeding while the top shaft is for lubrication purposes.”

Speaking of lubrication, the top shaft was already leaking a creamy white liquid, Phoebe saw. Curiously, she leaned over and swiped at the mushroom shaped head with her tongue.

A flavor like warm caramel spread over her tongue and Phoebe was sure it was the best thing she’d ever tasted. Eagerly, she leaned closer and took the entire smaller shaft in her mouth—something she couldn’t have managed with the much larger bottom one. She began bobbing her head, sucking eagerly to get more of the delicious caramel cream.

“Gods, baby!” Sirex groaned hoarsely and she felt his big hand stroking her hair. “That’s right—you’re being such a good girl, sucking me like that!”

“Mmmm,” was Phoebe’s only reply as she continued to suck eagerly.

“I’m curious, can your two shafts orgasm independently of each other?” Thruck asked. Clearly the huge Trollox was enjoying the show.

“Uh…yes. Yes, they…they can,” Sirex panted. “Take it easy, baby,” he added, stroking Phoebe’s hair. “Gods, you’re making me fucking crazy!”

Phoebe loved it when he cursed—it wasn’t easy to break through her mentor’s cool composure and draw such words from him. She redoubled her efforts, swirling her tongue around the smaller shaft as she sucked.

A moment later she was rewarded by a low groan from Sirex and then more of the creamy caramel liquid was flooding her mouth. Phoebe swallowed it all, sucking a little longer to be sure she’d gotten every last drop. Then she turned her attention to his lower shaft.

“My, my—your little female is certainly eager for your seed,” Thruck remarked. His high voice sounded almost greedy as he continued to watch and he was rubbing himself under the table—not that Phoebe cared. She was too busy sucking the larger shaft to see what flavor cream it might produce.

She wasn’t disappointed—the flavor of the lower shaft’s precum was like melted chocolate—which went perfectly with the caramel cream she’d just swallowed.

“Mmmm!” she moaned happily as she sucked the entire large head into her mouth and began to work the thick shaft with both hands.

“My, my—she’s positively milking you,” Thruck remarked to Sirex.

“Gods…yes, she fucking is!” Her mentor’s words came out in a low groan. “Be careful, Phoebe,” he warned in a strained voice. “My lower shaft…produces much more seed…than the upper one. If you don’t stop, you’re going to get more…more than you bargained for!”

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