Page 26 of Chained

Instantly, my Maxym cage is gone and my clothing removed. I’m standing, completely naked, in front of him.

“Touch yourself,” Maxym commands.

There’s a bulge in his pants I can’t ignore. Whatever he has in there is pretty spectacular, but it’s his eyes burning into me which mean I obey without question.

One hand rests on my stomach as the other inches down and underneath. I’m absolutely soaking, there’s no denying it as I swirl around my clit, dropping my head back against the wall at my own touch.

“Eyes on me, little scrap,” Maxym orders. “I want you to see what you’re doing to me.”

I do as he says and find he’s as naked as I am, his cock…no, wait…hiscocks, ramrod straight as he palms them slowly from root to tip.

Even in his huge hands, they’re still massive. Pre-cum drips from the tips onto the floor in a long slow flow. The smaller (and I use the word advisedly) of the two fits into a groove under the larger, but Maxym separates them with every stroke.

“Touch yourself, myeregri,” he says. “Touch your pretty cunt. I want to see you come undone.”

I can’t look away from his cocks, but my fingers obey him as I imagine what it might be like to have those monsters inside me, buried deep before he makes me feel every inch on withdrawal.

So, when it hits, my orgasm takes me completely by surprise. I remember not to scream and wake the entire neighborhood, but my hoarse voice roars Maxym’s name.

I find myself plucked from my feet and laid across the bed as he buries his head between my legs, lapping up my moisture like he’s a male desperate for a drink. One clawed hand spans my small bump, encompassing it completely.

“Delicious.” He raises his head, mouth slick with evidence of my climax. “Now you are going to take my cocks.”

The great appendages are dripping as he gazes down at me, his dark eyes missing nothing.

“And you are going to ride me.”

A ghost of my former orgasm ripples through me at his words.

“Ride you?”

“Ride me.”

He rolls onto the bed and pulls me onto his hard chest as I straddle him.

“Maxym,” I moan as his cocks press at both of my entrances. “I’ve never…I mean, not in my second hole…before.”

“My cocks are made for you, little scrap. They want to be inside you and have since the first moment I saw you,” he rasps. “Hold tight and relax, and you will be able to take all your pleasure from me.”

He thrusts up, and the tip of each cock breaches me. The smaller smooth, slippery as if covered in lube, pushes easily through the tight ring of muscle at my bottom hole as the larger one stretches me wide, wide, wide.

“Breathe, little scrap, breathe,” he murmurs. “You’re going to look stunning impaled on my cocks.”

I release the air I’m holding as if I don’t remember how to, and as I do, Maxym drills deeper. I’m expecting it to be painful, but it’s not. There is just a feeling of being incredibly full.

“You are made to be filled by me, Cleo. Made to be pleasured by me, made to be bred by me.” Maxym cups my stomach. “And I can’t wait until you’re big and ripe and round with young so I can gaze on you like I do now.” His huge thumb sweeps over my skin. “And I can’t wait to fill your belly all over again.”

Without warning, my second climax hits me, I can’t do anything other than ride him, take him, and let him take me. Completely.

MAXYM

The nova-second her tight channel clamps around my cocks, I can’t hold. I explode within her like an untried youth, painting her oh-so-tight channels with my seed, coming like I’ve never come before, like I’ve never been with a female before.

Because Cleo is my everything.

I never want to be anywhere but between her legs, buried deep within her, pleasuring her. Cleo is my perfection, and her delightful evidence of her fertile nature is pressed into my hand as she takes her pleasure from me.

She is panting as my cocks continue to judder out their seed deep within her, but I can’t linger over my orgasm. With soothing noises, I lift her from me. She moans a little as I am free of her delights and as I place her on the bed.

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