Page 69 of Seized to Sacrifice
Between her thighs clenched.
‘I don't—’ she started, but he was already pushing them into her, stretching her tight channel.
She moved backwards but Nyx was there, and he tutted. ‘Lie nicely and take what you’re given,’ he said. ‘I promise you, you'll like what happens when you're obedient.’
He moved to stand next to Rye, staring down at Rye’s fingers moving in and out of her.
‘Hold yourself open,’ Nyx ordered, leaning down, and moving her hands to her thighs, pulling them wide. ‘Just like that,’ he said. ‘Don't move.’
Rye did something with his fingers. She felt pleasure coiling inside of her, her back arching slightly as she moaned.
‘I have a surprise. Stay there,’ he said to her, giving her mound a playful slap that made her start.
He got up and went to where he’d left his clothes, pulling something from the pile. Nyx looked intrigued and when Rye revealed what was in his hands, she frowned. There were two cylindrical objects made of metal. One looked like a smooth tulip bulb with a short neck and a flared base. The other was much bigger and longer, thicker. It was covered with ridges and intricate patterns that looked like … her eyes widened … the Beast’s scales.
She didn’t know what the objects were ... but Nyx certainly did, and he chuckled darkly.
‘Where did you get those?’ he asked, sounding genuinely intrigued.
‘Found them in Kade’s workshop. It looks like they enjoy their Fourth well.’
Nyx shook his head with a laugh. ‘Won't he care that you've taken it? It looks as if he's spent quite a while crafting this intricate little toy.’
Rye shrugged. ‘I saved his life in the last campaign even though he tried to kill Thorneagain. He owes us a small token.’
Rye knelt down again, thrusting the smaller of the objects into her channel without hesitation. It was cold and she jerked as he gently pushed it into her, twisting it around and coating it in her wetness before putting it at the entrance of her back passage.
He pushed it in slowly, just a little, and then eased it out, pushed it in again, a bit further, and then out. All the while, Elle lay on the floor under Nyx’s gaze, grasping the blankets under her. Finally the thing slid all the way in with a pop. It felt foreign and odd, but not all together unpleasant.
Rye hardly gave her a moment's respite as the other larger, ridged phallus was worked into her other channel, making her feel so full she almost forgot to breathe.
‘It's cold,’ she whined, and he grinned. ‘It's meant to be. Perhaps if you're a very good girl, the next time I'll warm it up first.’
He thrust it in as far as it would go, twisting it and thrusting, making her moan and whine until she couldn't take it anymore. She began to move back to escape the sensations he was forcing her body to feel but found Nyx behind her.
He pulled her head and shoulders up and sat directly behind her, pulling her legs apart as wide as he could so that Rye’s motions were unrestricted. He began to move the other thing as well. In and out. In and out. Sometimes together. Sometimes apart, making her moan and writhe and beg until finally, the pleasure uncoiled and exploded over her like a thousand tiny suns.
He wrung as much pleasure as he possibly could out of her until she couldn't bear anymore, her legs shaking under Nyx’s hands as Rye finally pulled the large, metal phallus from her and set it aside.
He grinned, his tongue darting down to taste her, and then he groaned.
‘Are you sure you haven’t changed your mind, Brother,’ he asked Nyx as he pushed his hard cock into her, bigger and so hot compared with the other thing.
The feel of him tipped her over the edge again as he thrust into her hard and fast.
Nyx took her breasts and offered them to Rye. He took a hold of one and sucked, making her squeal. It sent her into a tumble, rolling over and over again almost as if she was back in that river. But this was much more enjoyable.
He finally threw back his head and roared loudly, the sound echoing through the cavern.
When it was all over, Nyx whispered into her ear. ‘That is the sound he kept back before,’ he said. ‘That is the pleasure we feel when we find our releases with you and Rye had to practically bite his tongue off the other day, so you wouldn’t hear it.’
With that thought, she went limp in his arms, letting Nyx carry her back to the pool. He held her to him as he waded in and sat on the submerged cleft.
Her eyes were unfocused and exhausted.
‘Did she enjoy that?’ Rye asked.
She smiled at him and then closed her eyes, dimly aware that she was sitting between them on both of their thighs as she was gently washed with soap from her head down to her toes and everywhere in between.
