Page 108 of Seized to Sacrifice
‘Did she tell you whose babe it is?’ he growled.
Thorne didn't stop, ramming into her harder.
‘She’s yours,’ she cried. ‘She was never gone, only frozen in time to keep her safe!’
She gasped and screeched loudly under Thorne as she came on his cock. His movements became erratic, and he spilled himself into her, pulling out immediately. Panting hard, he grinned at Rye.
‘Your turn, Brother,’ he said.
But Rye didn't seem to mind that he was last this time as he drew off his clothes slowly, not taking his eyes off the woman in front of him.
She stared with hooded eyes, watching him undress slowly, her legs widening in anticipation. She licked her lips as his cock came into view, hard and ready, but he drew her up from the bed instead and then sat on the edge of it, putting her over his lap slowly and gently, mindful of the babe.
Rye drew her over his knee and slapped her arse hard.
‘That,’ he said, ‘is for touching the vessel.’
He slapped her again and she squealed. ‘You've been a naughty girl,’ he said. ‘Not discussing things with us before you do them.’
She squealed, trying to rise, but he wouldn’t let her.
‘You’re ours,’ he said and slapped her reddening cheeks again. ‘Let us be yours as well.’
He kept it up until her arse was crimson. She was panting and writhing and crying beneath him, begging him to stop.
He finally did and turned her around so that she was straddling him.
He thrust into her, and she moaned.
‘So wet,’ he growled low in her ear. ‘You like a little punishment just as your other, godly form did.’
Nyx stood behind her watching her bob up and down on Rye’s lap.
Her arse was such a deep shade of red it practically matched her hair.
He spat into his hand and wet his cock, pushing her and Rye down onto the bed.
Nyx eased his fingers into her arse, stretching her before he put his ready staff into her. He was gentler this time, pushing into her tight back passage, bracing himself on the bed as he moved.
She squealed as he pinched her red arse and he chuckled. He remembered how she liked this. This time he lasted longer, he and Rye making her find her pleasure more than once until Rye finally pushed into her hard and let himself go, throwing his head back and roaring loudly.
Nyx didn't stop, going a little bit harder and was gratified when she didn't try to move away. Her head fell to Rye’s stomach, and she lay on him, holding herself wide for Nyx until he finally felt the release of his seed again.
He collapsed on top of them both, and then rolled off them, feeling relaxed in a way he hadn't been in a very long time.
Afterwards, as they lay in the room, Rye and Nyx cuddled her to them while Thorne sat on the edge of the bed with them.
‘I think I was right about us needing to … God magickiscarnal in nature,’ Elle said. ‘Things are coming to me that I didn’t know before.’
‘That how you know the babe is a she?’ Rye asked, touching her tummy reverently.
‘Aye,’ she said and then frowned. ‘Gaila was so afraid that Ceres would take her that she made sure the babe wouldn’t come until the time was right.’
‘The time is rightnow?’ Thorne asked, an edge to his voice.
Elle looked at them apologetically.
‘Don’t know,’ she said, ‘but once she was in here on a human body,’ she lay a hand on her abdomen, ‘she began to grow again.’
