Page 18 of Romanced by the Rat (Ghostlight Falls #3)
Chapter seventeen
Jeremy
I ’m so goddamn full. Last time I was sure Ramsay’s giant cock would split me in two, but this time is perfect, better than perfect, out of this fucking world.
Of course, when he slowly inserted himself, the pressure was tremendous, but now that he’s sunk completely into me and my cock is buried into Charlotte’s cunt, no pain exists in my body.
In fact, I can’t even remember what pain feels like anymore.
All I am is a vessel of liquid pleasure, and my brain is sludge.
It’s normal, though. I never have to think too hard when I’m with Ramsay.
“That’s a good boy. Taking my cock so good. You like it, don’t you? Love it when I’m fucking you both.”
“Yes!” I cry, sinking my teeth into Charlotte’s shoulder to steady myself.
Ramsay continues his shallow thrusts and I match his speed as Charlotte grips around my cock.
We’re going slow. We must if we want this to last longer than thirty seconds.
It’s been six months together—fucking like animals every chance we get—but it never gets old to us. It only gets better and better.
Ramsay runs his fingers through my hair, tugging slightly.
“Don’t do that. I’ll come if you pull,” I yell desperately.
Ramsay tsks, still playing with my locks as he fucks me. “Already? I thought you were the man who only came once. This would be your third time in the last hour.” He’ll never let me live down that misconception of myself.
“It’s up to you,” I say through labored breaths.
“That’s right. Good boy. I’ll tell you both when you’re allowed to come again.
” His smooth tail slides against my thigh, moving upwards and around my body to Charlotte underneath me as she holds herself up on all fours.
Her pussy clamps around me and I cry out.
Ramsay must have used his rat tail to play with her clit.
It’s been two months since Ramsay transformed back into a rat.
We think he’s completely back in his human form now, even though he’s not entirely the same.
He’s able to keep his new human-sized rat tail hidden during his shifts at Ratcliff’s and out and about in town.
No one would bat an eye at his extra appendage—this is Ghostlight Falls, after all—but we’re still wary of the government putting the pieces together.
I’m thankful I can love Ramsay as a man all the time now, but the tail is a nice addition, especially in the bedroom.
“Ramsay, it’s too much.” She cries, and I can feel in the way her body tenses that she’s telling the truth.
Ramsay reaches under me, caressing her jaw.
“You can go a little longer, sweetheart. I know it.” He pounds into me, nearly knocking me off balance, and smushing Charlotte underneath me.
If it weren’t for his intense training, making me the most built I’ve ever been in my life for my upcoming competition, I wouldn’t have been able to keep myself up.
He’s as big, if not bigger than me. He loves to push me toward my edge, both in the gym and in the bedroom. It’s why I can’t get enough of him.
As his speed increases inside of me, so does the euphoria. From all ends, I’m filled and filling. I breathe in Charlotte’s almond shampoo, kissing the back of her neck as I caress her breast.
“I’m so close!” she cries.
Her sweet words, Ramsay’s cock, the way his hands grip my hips as he thrusts inside of me—I’m right there with her.
Ramsay knows us so well. He grabs my hair, pulling the strand that forces hot semen to shoot out of me and into Charlotte.
Ramsay comes at the same time. I thought I had no room left inside of me, but his cum fills me even more, adding to the sensation and dripping down my ass.
Charlotte follows right after us. I feel so lucky that I’m the one who gets to feel the grip of her orgasm this time.
She milks me for every last drop, her body relaxing as her breath returns to a regular tempo.
Ramsay runs a hand down my back as he pulls out of me.
I immediately miss the sensation. I probably could go for a fourth time if the other two were up to it.
But as I lift all my weight off Charlotte and she drops to the bed, Ramsay collapsing next to her, I realize my partners might need a second to recover.
I follow after them, cradling Charlotte from behind.
She nestles back into me as Ramsay peppers kisses down her face.
“You were so good. You took us both perfectly.”
Ramsay reaches over and grabs my hand, bringing it to his lips. “How was that for you? Was it enough lube?” His tail snakes over and runs up and down my thigh.
“So fucking good.” My lungs are still working to return to their normal rhythm.
He kisses my hand again.
We lie there for a moment longer. The only sounds are our soft kisses and happy little grunts as we cozy into each other. The moment is so perfect, but all my moments are when I’m with these two. Sometimes I worry they’ll grow tired of hearing how much I love them, but they tell me they never will.
I still can’t believe this is my life, and all because I decided to trust a rat to take the reins.