I rock my hips until the tip of Jasper is at my opening. The blunt crown of him pressing past my folds and into my body with a silky push. I suck in a breath and the roll of my hips stutters as my body stretches for him.
Ari continues teasing with the pointed tip of his cock, sneaking in and out of the tight ring of muscle of my ass like a giant tongue.
Jasper’s fingers dig into my hips, and he hisses.
“Fuck, you’re going to kill me,” he breathes. “You and your tight cunt make me forget things I shouldn’t, but I’d gladly die here. Turn into dust. If it meant being with you.”
Ari’s chest shakes against me with his laugh. “Nothing quite so morbid. Kiss, my loves.”
My loves.Jasper pulls me down and my thighs burn from my position, but he distracts and tantalizes me with his mouth on mine.
I moan as Ari lifts my hips, Jasper’s cock almost completely leaving me before Ari’s body makes its way into mine. The tapered end makes taking it easy, but the stretch burns for an instant before the salve soothes it and he slides deeper inside of me.
“Fuck,” I groan into Jasper’s mouth and he devours the sound. Ari’s cock is flexible and writhes in a way that Jasper’s doesn’t. I squeeze around it and am rewarded with a grunt from Ari.
“You’re going to take us both so well. Breathe deep, sweetheart,” Ari says. His voice is dark, a warning or a threat.
Jasper breaks the kiss and strokes his face with his thumbs, the blue scales moving smoothly over my cheeks. “Relax for us, Emilia.”
Ari presses my hips down and I’m filled with Jasper again, but this time Ari’s cock sinks deeper too.
The stretch is deep, encompassing my whole body, from my curling toes to the hissing serpents on my head. The emptiness from before is beyond the point of being filled, and all my surety seems to fly out the window in a moment of panic.
“It’s too much,” I whimper. Ari’s hands run over the skin of my waist until he’s caressing my breasts and pinching my nipples before pressing the flat of his hand over my heart.
“Do you want to stop—”Ari starts.
“No!” I snap.
“Then breathe, ember. You were made for us.”
My body freezes, but the press of his palm to my chest, the heat of it and the thud of his pulse brings me back. I breathe deeply, having skipped that step before.
“That’s it,” Jasper says. His gaze on mine. “Again.”
There’s a touch of an order in Jasper’s voice and it hums over my skin.
“Oh, she likes that,” Ari says. “She likes you telling her what to do.”
“Yes,” I say with barely a whisper. Ari’s state of being is dominant, but I appreciate Jasper taking that role just as much.
Jasper’s thumbs stroke my cheeks again. “Breathe into the stretch and bear down.”
I follow Jasper’s directives and the stinging of the stretch eases. Ari groans as he pulses in and out of my ass, my lips twitching, humor slipping into the heated moment. “Figures you know just how to take him.”
Ari barks out a laugh at that and Jasper’s smile is small. His hands slide down and around my ass cheeks, squeezing before his fingertips stroke where I’m stretched.
“I may be an expert at taking that monster by now. You’re doing well, about halfway now.”
“Halfway?!” I shriek and Jasper’s face breaks with his laughter.
“Shh, it gets easier,” Jasper coaxes, his expression still alive with mirth.
“You’ve never had to do this while filled with another cock at the same time,” I say, glaring at him. He flashes a smile at me, and his eyes roll to the back of his head when I squeeze around him in retribution.
We all groan.
“Careful, sweet,” Ari says. “We’re trying to give you time to get used to this.”