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"How long have you wanted my cocks, Avery?" he asks as though I have any chance of answering when he's filling me full. It doens't matter though, his words are what I want, what I need to help me get to that edge of pleasure myself.

"This what you think about when you ask to be left alone? You imagine sucking on my cocks, drinking down my come?"

I whine an affirmation against his length, and his whole body tenses.

"Fuck, alright, I'll give you what you want," he groans, as he fills my mouth. "Drink me down, Avery, every drop. Don't you waste what you've been wanting this whole time."

My movements are jerky as I try to grind against his tail and keep my lips locked around his cock while also swallowing down so my mouth doesn't overfill. I whimper at the intensity of the situation, swallowing the last of Phial's come as he tugs me off one cock just to aid me in accepting the other. My heart's beating rapidly in my chest, my core fluttering in rhythmic motions like it would if I were trying to milk one of these cocks inside me.

"You need more, Avery?" Phial asks, his voice soft, concerned, like I'm truly in desperate need of his come, and fuck it, I am.

I need more of it, so much more of it. Maybe it's my altered DNA. Maybe it's just that I'm way too into Phial, but I need more. So much more. I need it in my stomach, my pussy, covering my skin.

More. More. More.

"I'll give you what you need," Phial says, stroking my cheek and brushing away tears I didn't know I was crying. I hollow outmy cheeks and take his cock as deep as I can. "Just like that, one more time for me."

I pull back and take him deep again, and he releases down my throat, drowning me a little before I manage to swallow it down. I whimper and swallow, lapping, licking, devouring everything he gives me.

The friction against my core reaches its peak, and I cry out, the sound of my orgasm muffled with Phial's cock still in my mouth. Slick coats my inner thighs, his tail, and part of the nest. I don't care about any of it as pleasure ripples and courses through me.

As I start to come down from the high of my orgasm, Phial pulls me up his body and curls us in on one another, so I'm pressed against him. My whole body shakes as a sob tears through my throat. His arms are tight around me, his legs wrapped in mine, our bodies so tangled together we're practically one.

"Shh," he murmurs against my hair, his hands stroking down my back in slow, soothing movements. "It's okay. You're safe. I'm right here."

My hands are balled up against his scales, my chest shaking with cries that I'm trying to calm. I don't know why I'm crying so hard, but I can't seem to make it stop. I'm not sad, and I don't think that's what this is. I have a lot of emotions going on right now, and the intensity of my orgasm has me feeling sensitive like my nerves are all exposed.

"I'm right here," Phial murmurs again. His tail drapes around my waist, tugging me close, holding me tight as he curls us up in one another. "I'm never letting you go. Never."

I cry against him for a long time. So long that my body gets exhausted. The whole time, he tells me how he's with me, how he'll keep me safe, and how much he needs me. I don't even think I've stopped crying when sleep finally finds me. My dreamsare dark for a long time until they're not anymore, and the nightmares remind me that I'm not as healed as I think I am.

fifteen

Phial

When my eyes blink open, it takes me a moment to remember where I am, and then my heart swells. My cocks might be as well, but they're not what's important right now. I'm curled up, my body plastered to Avery's.

In the night we must've moved around. Her back to my front, our bodies curled up almost in the fetal position. I have her toward one of the edges of the nest, furs and blankets piled on one side, and my body on the other, keeping her safe while we sleep, keeping her hidden.

"I love you," I whisper to the back of her head, her blonde hair messy and falling out of its bun from last night. It tickles my nose as I say the words but it only has me smiling more.

I want to stretch out my body, maybe move my cocks around since they're pressing uncomfortably against one another in an attempt to get as close to Avery as possible.

Thinking about her with my cocks has me remembering how well she treated me last night. She didn't seem unhappy withthem at all. No, she treated them so fucking good. Worshipping each with her tongue and her mouth and sucking down every drop of my come.

At the mention of me coming in her mouth, she got a desperate, hungry look on her face, and I realized she was going to be a female I'll need to sate with my come often. It's a trait some Rytharian females have, and it makes sense the smugglers would've given it to Avery if she was to be a sex slave.

I'll mention it to Kithi as well. Maybe let her tell Avery why she's so desperate for it. I don't want her to think there's anything wrong with her, especially not when I can keep her nice and full.

Avery stirs awake in a jerk. It catches me by surprise, and then I'm chuckling against the back of her head as she relaxes back in my hold. Not that I'm letting her get anywhere. My arms are locked around her, and my tail is wrapped around her upper thighs. My legs are twined in hers. She's not going anywhere, and no one's getting to her either.

"Oh." Her surprise is a pleasant sound because it's accompanied by her backside wiggling against my cocks.

I don't silence the chirp in my throat. It's pointless right now. I'm pretty sure it was going off the entire time Avery had my cocks in her mouth last night, and she seemed to like it. No point in hiding it from her. Plus, it's easier to let it sound instead of cutting it off.

"Good morning." I tighten my grip on her.

She lets out a small squeak, and it makes me want to roll her onto her back and maybe make out with her a little bit until she's willing to say she wants my mouth on her. I can repay her for how good she was to me last night.

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