Page 51 of Pregnant With Their Babes

Llyr smiled. “As I said—Idon’tthink it’s possible. We’re two different species.”

“Yet there is something almost human about you,” Dagr murmured. “Oz could be right. I shudder to imagine a child of my own who I would never get to know. You’d have a little piece of one of us. What would we have of you?”

“At least you have each other,” Llyr whispered. “I have no one.” The sting of tears seared his eyes. “I’m so lonely, locked away by my father. I think I’d welcome a child to keep me company. He would love me, no matter what.” He smiled wistfully. “A little piece of you. I like that idea.”

“How could we object to that?” Oz whispered against the shell of his ear. He licked over the lobe and then behind it in that sensitive spot where his gills had been.

The pair quickly whipped him back into a frenzy, their mouths, fingers, and bodies stirring him to great heights. Dagr captured his head in a strong caress and stole more kisses. They deepened with every beat of his heart until he was burning inside. Strong hands moved his hips up, and the head of Dagr’s cock was demanding against his backside, soaked with slick. Llyr shifted his hips and sighed against Dagr’s mouth as the head popped past the thick band of nerves.

Down he slid, pierced by Dagr’s thick root. He paused when they became one, his body stretching to accommodate the human. When he’d gotten his breath, he rose on his knees, forcing the cock to withdraw a few inches. Llyr slid back down, again taking in all of Dagr.

Dagr lingered, keeping his body still—even as every inch of him wished to move. He allowed Llyr to set the pace and take what he needed. Llyr gripped Dagr’s shoulders and bounced his butt up and down the fat cock, lust heavy in the air. Oz spread his cheeks, watching from behind as Dagr’s cock filled him. When he needed more, he stilled and gave Oz a look. It was all he had to do. He soon felt the prodding of Oz’s cock against his nether passage.

The wide head of Oz’s cock speared deep, opening him wider than any olisbos he’d ever used. Of course he’d had the men before, but he’d been mindless with lust in those moments. The whole of it blended together in his mind. He’d known satisfaction. He’d known their touch. But there were the barest of glimpses of it all in his memory, a swirling fog of satiation. Now, he could focus on every touch. Every caress of a hand. Every nibble of the lips. Every stretching pull.

He would commit them all to memory to hold onto for later, after he’d been forced to part with them. They might be the only thing to keep him sane.

Each thrust drove Oz deeper, and deeper still… until they were locked together as one. Dagr reclaimed his mouth, swallowing the moans that came with the new thrusts of their hard shafts. Llyr cried against Dagr’s tongue, tears of passion. Llyr was whole… complete… with two thick cocks spearing him.

“My gods,” Oz murmured as he rocked forward. “You feelsogood.”

Llyr cried out against the fullness, loving the heavy weight of theirs cock impaling him. This was where he belonged, writhing between his two humans. It felt so right, his parts fitting in so beautifully with theirs. Amid Dagr and Oz’s heavy strokes… the fire built within Llyr again.

He closed his eyes, images of spending a heat with both of these men again enough to bring another moan to his lips. Of growing ripe and round with their babes. The thought was dangerous… yet so very alluring. The inner instinct whispered naughty things inside his head—the part he pushed way down deep. The innate part of him that recognized he’d been born to be bred.

“I wish I could see you big and round with our babies,” Oz whispered against Llyr’s ear. It was as if the human’s mind had gone to the very same place as his. He spread a hand over Llyr’s stomach. “I bet you’d be beautiful pregnant.”

“My gods…”The pleasure Oz evoked with those words was too overpowering. He’d been barely holding on before them. He searched for control and realized he was too far gone… there was no holding back. Back bowing, he screamed. Cum shot from him, spreading between him and Dagr… as he continued to plead to the gods above.

Both humans quickened their pace as Llyr came down from the heavens. Llyr sensed the insistence in their movements and the tone of their groans. He clenched around them, tightening his hold the best he could. They came, one after the other, filling him with two more loads of cum. Frozen for a moment as the two men recovered from their orgasms, they gasped for breath before trying to slide from Llyr’s body.

Again, Llyr’s spasming kept them in place a moment. After a few seconds, they withdrew and he fell against the bed between their two big bodies.

“Good?” Dagr asked, brushing some of Llyr’s long locks out of the way of his elbow. He lay on his side, his stare roaming over Llyr’s face. He seemed eager to hear Llyr’s answer.

“Good…sogood,” Llyr whispered.

A broad smile crossed Oz’s face—one he wished he could see every single day for the rest of his life. Happy smiles stretched acrossboththeir handsome faces… and Llyr was pleased he’d helped put them there. They all breathed heavily in the quiet room. Sounds of the waves outside filtered in, filling the void. The men languidly lay beside him, wrapping their warm bodies around his sated one.

Llyr wished he could lie there forever, in the quiet, sated aftermath of their throupling. But then worry entered his mind. Had he’d done anything wrong… or had he been lacking in any way? He was an inexperienced lover. They seemed to find release, but that wasn’t always a marker for quality. Even when his mind was troubled and he didn’t feel quite himself, he’d almost always been able to eventually find release for himself on quiet nights alone in his bed.

The silence persisted, time passing so slowly… questions on the tip of his tongue. Questions he was too afraid to ask.

Dagr stroked his cheek and then stole a leisurely kiss. “That wasamazing,” he murmured.

Llyr attempted to hide his smile, but failed. He’d been amazing, had he? “It was?” Llyr eyed him. “I did okay?”

“You did much more than okay,” Oz murmured before kissing him, too.

Llyr sighed with relief.

“You doubted yourself?” Dagr asked, one brow rising. “How could you not hear how pleased we were?”

“I wanted to be sure. You’re both gentlemen. You might’ve hidden your true feelings in an attempt to prevent my worry.”

Dagr chuckled. “I was not much of a gentleman moments ago. And, for argument’s sake—I hid none of my enjoyment.”

“You fit between us perfectly, in my estimation,” Oz added. “As if you were meant to be there.”

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