Page 17 of Bound (Gladiators of the Gryn #3)
CHRISSIE
Rych unwinds me from him, and I’m lifted onto the platform where he lays me out, eyes filled with hunger. He shucks off his pants and what juts out at me is like nothing I’ve ever seen or imagined.
“You have two!” I say, my voice strangled by the aftermath of my orgasm and the pure shock of seeing what he has in his hand.
Two cocks. The larger sits above the smaller, and as Rych strokes himself, his eyes not leaving me, I see it fits into a groove below, making two huge members into one. Both are studded with nodes, spiraling up to individual broad heads both of which weep pre-cum.
“Two cocks are the ultimate pleasure, little mate, and you will take them both with ease,” Rych rasps, grin widening.
The platform dips as he drops over me, lips on mine, letting me taste myself on his tongue, sweet, sour, decadent.
“Do you like how you taste, my mate? Because I enjoyed you very much,” he says, nudging himself between my legs.
Before I can answer, I’m caught in yet another long, sweeping kiss as he nudges at my entrance. I’m dripping wet for him, needy and desperate, but it seems like he’s going to be a stretch I’m not sure I can manage.
“Rych, what if I get pregnant?” I whisper. “What will happen then?”
The guttural growl he releases is more than enough to have his primary cock breaching my tight pussy. Rych stares down at me, his eyes half lidded, his body taut over me, great wings sweeping out to the side of us.
“Only if I fill you with seed from both my cocks will I fill your belly, little one. And I can assure you, I will fill you. I want to breed you, sweet . I want to watch you grow ripe and round with my youngling. I want to mate you over and over, you riding me, your stomach full of the life we created, resting on me as I give you pleasure time and again,” Rych pants.
He slides a little farther in.
“It is your choice, my mate. Always yours,” he breathes.
“Not yet,” I say, still not sure, but sure enough. “Not yet, but mate me, please!”
“Then today I mate you.” His eyes are fever bright. “And soon I will breed you.”
I’m lifted upright, straddling his thighs as he places his hands on my buttocks, the huge appendages spanning the globes and parting me for him. As he continues to impale my pussy, I feel a gentle push at my tight pucker.
“Oh!” The insistent nudging is both pleasurable and naughty.
“Relax, my sweet treat. My cum will help,” Rych says in a voice filled with sin.
I take a breath and let him in, his main cock slipping inside, his second cock breaching my other channel until he is entirely seated.
“So full,” I moan, unable to move, to think, to do anything.
Until he withdraws and I am riding on ecstasy. Rych cradles me, easing into slow, insistent thrusts which consume my body and my mind.
“Take all of me, my ,” he murmurs. “Take me like the good little mate you are. I will be breeding you today like I will every nova-day until you are full of me, of us.”
His words are the catalyst to a huge climax, one which takes me entirely. All I have is the heat of my huge hulking male, all of him inside me, the nodes hitting every part of both channels, showing me things I’ve never seen before.
“Come for me, little mate, come and take every drop of what I’m going to give to you,” Rych growls in my ear as my pussy explodes, gripping at him, clamping, pulsing, grasping as he roars out my name.
Hot cum paints my insides as he erupts with an incredible force, his thrusts irregular as he makes sure I feel every single inch in both holes, full and over full. Until my vision dims and I’m gently lowered back onto the platform, where he cages me, chest heaving, eyes fixed on mine.
“You are perfection, ,” he rasps. “And you are mine.”