Page 60 of The Brothers Bane

I can only nod and let him pull me back down as he reclines again. As he does, the shadows completely coalesce into the dark and looming shape of Erebus in his true form, sleek and shining black. His talons graze down my back, causing goosebumps to rise over my entire body. Then he grasps my ass in each big hand, the sharp points of his fingers digging in as he spreads me open.

The next thing I feel is his tongue at my ass, wet and hot and probing, and I know then what I’m in for.

But he’s so good, I’m ready to beg for it after he teases me long enough, more tendrils of shadow coaxing around my body and teasing my nipples and clit the way only Erebus can.

I’m so lost in the sensations it takes Typhon cupping my cheek to bring me back to the present. After that I keep my gaze fixed on his, his breathing setting the tempo for our fucking while Erebus uses his tongue and shadowy tendrils to ready my ass to take him.

I try not to think about the size and shape of his cock. If I can take Asterius all the way, or Cerberus’ huge knot, surely I can take Erebus in my ass.

The uncertainty must bleed through our bond, because I hear his amusement in a mental chuckle.

“I will always make it good for you, Nemea, because if it isn’t good for you, what’s the point?”

His shadows are inside me now, stretching and probing deeper, some of them pushing inside my pussy alongside his brother’s cock until I feel almost too full.

Then he’s ranging over me again, his mouth at my ear, silent breath gusting hot as he nips my earlobe while he presses his cock at my rear entrance.

I whimper when his head breaches the barrier, but Typhon grabs my face, forcing me to look into his eyes.

“If you want him to stop, he will stop.”

I shake my head, because while the stretch feels impossible, it still feels good, and he licked me enough to coat me liberally in his slick saliva, so there’s almost no friction.

That is until the first knobby spine hits the barrier, then pops past.

I cry out, but not in pain. I’m surprised by the sudden increase in pleasure that surges through me when he pushes deeper, each spike driving me closer to orgasm than the last.

The pleasure is so great, I’m grateful when he bottoms out and digs his claws into my hips as if the sensation is too much for him too.

“So tight. I could come right now just looking at my cock buried in your tight ass, Nemea. But I want to feel you break around me first. Get ready.”

I brace myself, clinging tightly to the razor’s edge of climax myself, struggling not to fly over too soon.

But when he pulls out in sync with Typhon and they both slam deep as one, I shatter.

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Nemea

The orgasm explodes inside me so violently I’m paralyzed, a harsh cry echoing around my sanctuary that I don’t realize is mine until it fades to a whimper. But they’re only just getting started.

Erebus grips my shoulder with one hand, my hip with the other, and jacks into me again with a violent thrust. Typhon’s face has taken on a fierce intensity, and I just cling to him, burying my face in his neck while they pound into my pussy and ass like their lives depend on it.

It’s only when I let myself surrender entirely that I feel them both in my head, checking in on my state of mind. I’m not coherent enough for a proper acknowledgement, but it’s enough, and I want more.

They fuck me harder, faster, pushing me to another orgasm that cascades into a domino effect of me crumbling to pieces between them both. Tears stream down my face, but they’re inside me deep enough to know they’re tears of pure pleasure, of being broken just the way Erebus promised, nothing but an object for their pleasure.

“You are more than that to us, Nemea. Your satisfaction was the goal. You wanted to forget, so we filled you up with our cocks so there could be nothing else to think about but how we make you feel. Do you need more?”

I can’t answer because I don’t want it to end, yet at the same time, I don’t think I can bear any more. Typhon tilts my face up to his and studies my wet eyes, then nods to his brother.

Their silent exchange results in a more frenetic pace of both their cocks slamming deep, hard and fast. Then they’re both spilling into me, Typhon with a harsh cry that sends his head back against the pillow and his fingers tangling in my hair, Erebus is utterly silent, but his sharp fingertips dig painfully into my hips as his climax overtakes him.

He bends over me, hard chest pressed to my back, and sinks his teeth into my shoulder, right at the junction of my neck.

Pain blossoms for the first time, flooding my body with a bittersweet counterpoint to the intensity of the pleasure that still grips me.

Red fills my field of vision, and I rise enough to watch in fascination as my blood drips and pools at the hollow of Typhon’s throat. His eyes widen when he looks at his brother.

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