Page 39 of The Brothers Bane

Everything shifts then, which is a whole ordeal I could’ve done without. At least they move slowly enough that I can follow Nemea to the bed without pulling out of her. Then she’s lying on her back and her legs are wrapped tight around me, and her hands come to my face.

“Better?” she asks, pushing her hips up into me.

“So much better,” I groan, slamming deep to meet her.

Then she kisses me, and I lose myself so deeply into her I’m only half aware of the pleasure of the giant cock probing at my ass then sinking into me. Asterius knows what makes me feel good and does no more and no less, as if he’s fully aware that my focus is elsewhere.

My attention is on this exquisite woman in our midst, whose presence I barely had time to acknowledge, much less take advantage of while she was in the prison. No one knows how much I grieved her escape, but I didn’t blame her; Vesh is the one who fucked it all up for us. But I’m so grateful now that she didn’t forget.

She came back for me, and now I intend to give her every single thing she asks for.

With a softer surface for my knees, it’s easier to fuck her harder. I lean back again, hooking her legs over my arms to hold her lower torso higher for a better angle to pierce her ass and pussy with my cocks. Asterius holds my hips, assisting with my rhythm as I drive onto his cock on a backstroke, and then deep into Nemea. Erebus torments her into a frenzy with his shadowy tendrils.

Pan and Chrysaor watch from the sides until Nemea reaches for them. Pan’s cock emerges almost instantly from the furry sheath it hides inside, and Chrysaor sheds his leather pteruges in an instant, revealing his twisted, heavily ornamented cock.

She grabs hold of them, purple magic sparking down her arms and across her palm, causing both of them to buck into her grip.

Even in the grip of pleasure and a hair’s breadth from climax, I wonder if this is her limit, or if she even has one. As if in answer, the elaborate octopus tattooed on her side writhes and twists and comes to life, its tentacles reaching for all of us. It slips into the smallest gap between my body and Nemea’s and finds my balls. It takes only one stroke before I’m done.

I let out an involuntary howl as my cocks all erupt at once, filling her with my cum. The sparking chaos magic lubricating Nemea’s palms draws quick orgasms out of Chrysaor and Pan, who swiftly cover Nemea’s breasts in creamy fluid. Asterius is the last to go over, groaning loudly as he grabs my shoulder to slam into me one last time, his cock spasming as he shoots his load into my ass.

Pan and Chrysaor collapse onto the bed, looking spent, and Erebus retreats to the shadows again. Asterius gently withdraws from me and moves away.

“Are you ready for more?” I ask. I’m panting, but not nearly finished.

“I’ll take everything you have to give.” Her cum-coated breasts are heaving, her cheeks flushed from arousal, and the scent of my seed mixed with her juices is intoxicating.

“I was hoping you’d say that.”

When I shift, my vision splits into three disparate images of her, and the potency of her scent hitting all three powerful noses rocks me back. All three of my mouths salivate instantly with one inhalation.

“Oh fuck, this was what you meant?” she asks, propping herself up on her hands. For a moment I’m afraid she’ll back away in fear, but I should know better. Still, I start slow, licking the mess off her full breasts with all three of my tongues, paying close attention to her nipples. When I sniff one snout down the center of her torso, she only spreads her legs, then lies back when I give her pussy one slow lick.

This is why I prefer this form. I can watch her with one head, keep watch with another, while the third pleasures her. It’s even better when she sighs and drops one hand to the center head currently licking her sweet pussy and the other to the head taking in her pleasure. She stares into those two eyes while she gently strokes my fur.

“Do you like the taste of your own cum, Cerberus? Is this the real reason Campe’s so offended? You’re licking my pussy so well, I bet you’re good at licking your own cock, aren’t you?” She bites her lip as she peers beneath me, where the single cock I have in my canine form is already hard and unsheathed.

I give her a low woof of agreement, then tilt my first head into her hand while I dip my second tongue deeper into her cum-coated pussy to lick and swallow as much of myself as I can before I fill her up again. Because once I do, we’ll be locked together until we’re both utterly spent.

Tentatively I sense her probing at my mind, but she seems confused because there are three to communicate with. I dip my first head down to lick her cheek and urge her to look into my eyes.

“Can you speak to me in my mind like the others can sometimes?”

“Yes, but I am not really a talker. I’d rather just fuck you again. You do the talking.”

She lets out a throaty laugh. “Do you want me on my hands and knees?”

I lift all three heads to regard her. When I rise to all four legs, she flips over, rising and presenting her ass to me. She’s still coated in my spend, and I take a moment to give her another long lick from clit to tailbone before I mount her.

My fur-covered belly meets her back, and the pointed tip of my cock finds its way home with little effort. She lets out a sweet sigh as if relieved to be filled to the brim again. She twists her head to look over her shoulder at me.

“Only one, huh?”

I answer with a thrust deep into her waiting cunt, and she cries out.

“Oh fuck, but it’s a nice big one. Fuck yes, Cerberus. Fuck me hard. Fuck me like I’m your bitch.”

Three growls rise unbidden from all my throats as I answer her challenge, riding her hard. I nuzzle her neck with one snout, nipping at her flesh. She takes every inch of me and seems to make room for more, because with every stroke I try to drive deeper, only to find no limit. She just cries out affirmations despite my weight on her back and my claws digging into her skin.

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