Page 35 of Fool's Bargain

She sank down beneath me again, propping herself on one elbow and arching her breasts toward me. I accepted the invitation and took one nipple, nipping with my teeth. My own nipple twinged and I gasped in surprise, staring up at her.

“Yes, we can share each other’s senses for a short time now. Are you ready to be fucked?”

Theo’s hot shaft grazed along my cleft, down, down, down, until the blunt head nudged at my opening, then he slid back up, leaving me aching for the penetration he’d only teased me with.

“God yes,” I said.

She gave me a wicked smile. “Want to make it feel even better?”

“I’ll do whatever the fuck you suggest.”

She let her knees splay wide. “Fuck me with your hand.”

I stared at her for a beat, surprised by the request. Fisting wasn’t an alien concept but was definitely something you didn’t do on a first date.

“Trust me,” she whispered, touching my face. Theo’s cock nudged my core again and I shuddered at the promise of pleasure to come. I slipped my hand down her belly and parted her folds with two fingers, teased over her clit, enjoying the way her lips parted and my own core tingled.

“You want me to fuck you the way he’s about to fuck me?” I asked, my voice husky with desire. I pushed two fingers into her, my own pussy tightening at the ghost of sensation.

“Yes,” she whispered, leaning up on one arm and cupping my face, pulling me into a kiss. Our shoulders bumped and our breasts grazed each other, my nipples prickling at the delicious feedback from the harmonizing sensations. I pushed a third finger into her and groaned at the stretch in my own core, and Theo hadn’t even pushed into me yet.

He hooked his fingers over my shoulder and widened his stance behind me. When his cockhead slid back down to nudge at my entrance, this time, he pushed in.

I pushed a fourth finger into Ione at the same time and my muscles twitched in sympathy with hers. She dropped her head back and moaned as Theo’s cock slid deeper, and a moan escaped me, mirroring hers.

Jolts of pure pleasure cascaded through my entire body. I pushed back against him just as Ione tilted her hips, desperate for the fucking he was about to give me. I pushed my fingers as deep as they would go, twisting as I pulled out, then pushed in again with a soft squelch. She let out a whimper that I felt in my core.

“Deeper,” she begged. Before I could react, Theo slammed home and Ione and I both gasped in unison.

“You two ready to be fucked? We’re not going to stop until Zarya’s full of all three of our essences.”

“Dion save me, yes!” Ione said. I could only mentally agree as I dipped my head and captured her mouth again. My hand was clamped so tightly in her pussy, but she was so slick it was easy to slide my fingers out and back in, moving in rhythm with Theo’s cock shoving deep into me. He held my hips with both hands, pistoning in with almost feral grunts.

Ione’s hungry kisses turned a little crazed, her moans coming faster. Despite the delicious, stretching friction of Theo’s enormous cock, I knew I could give us both more. I pulled my fingers out and curled my thumb against my palm, then pushed in again. Ione bucked against me with a cry, the movement forcing my hand even deeper. My pussy spasmed with pleasure so delicious it was close to orgasm and I bit my mouth to try to hold back. I didn’t want to come until she did.

Behind me, Theo let out a low growl that I heard echoed on either side. Kyril and Dorian were standing sentinel, their hands on their cocks, pumping them rhythmically. The sight made my core clench around Theo, setting off a chain reaction of sensations. Ione’s pussy spasmed around my hand and I fucked her harder, the rhythm escalating the pleasure gripping my own core.

Then Theo’s grip tightened, and he let out a full roar, but it wasn’t because he was coming.

“Fuck! I need more! I can’t hold back any longer.”

“Give it to me,” I snarled back at him, just as gripped by crazy primal need as he seemed to be. The sense of a beast within my soul wanting out couldn’t be denied.

His fingertips grew pointed and dug into my flesh and the enormous weight of his cock between my thighs grew even heavier. Fur brushed the backs of my thighs, and behind me, he loomed in all his satyr glory, nearly a foot taller, broader shouldered, and dusky skinned. His sun-kissed hair now seemed to shine with inner light and his features had grown more angular, matching the shape of the face I’d seen in the eerie reflection of the tank from his memories.

His cock had become even more massive, so huge it hurt, yet I rejoiced at the pounding he insisted on giving me. He was relentless too, yet somehow gentle for all that. His sharp nails dug into my flesh, yet he held back just shy of breaking skin.

In front of me Ione thrashed and bucked her hips to meet my thrusting fist.

“I need!” she cried, her eyes flashing and her breasts pushing against me.

“Fucking hell, she’s going primal too,” Kyril muttered. “Dorian, we need to restrain her so she doesn’t hurt Zarya.”

Seeing the nymph’s eyes was enough to understand that she was on the edge of something both crazy dangerous and beautiful as hell. I wanted to see her in all her glory, especially with my fist still buried in her tight pussy.

“Let her out, baby,” I said, barely finding enough breath for the encouragement. I dipped my head and took one nipple between my teeth, biting down until she screamed. Her pussy tightened around my hand and took me in even deeper. I gave her more, fucking harder even as Theo’s enormous cock slammed the breath out of me over and over again.

Dorian and Kyril moved to Ione’s head, each one gripping an arm and holding her wrists above her. Before my eyes, she transformed, her skin darkening to a deep sea blue and her body growing. She kept bucking her hips up to meet my thrusts and it was all I could do to manage the rhythm of pushing her toward her climax while Theo kept me hostage on his enormous cock.

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