Page 21 of Warped
CHAPTER 20: BINX
T here’s a part of me that wishes I hadn’t said what I just said—hadn’t revealed what I just revealed—but it’s too late to take it back now. Rek and Traven heard everything. They heard what I want them to do to me. They know my deepest desire. Even though I still have my clothes on, I feel more exposed and vulnerable than I’ve ever felt before. Yet that vulnerability only pours gasoline on the fire of my raging arousal. My nipples are as hard as pebbles beneath my silk robe. My panties are drenched with the wetness flowing out of me. My skin is stippled with goosebumps from my head all the way down to my toes. As the two big warpers close in on either side of me, I press my hands against the chests, and I realize they have goosebumps too. Their hard muscles have the texture of eggshells beneath my fingertips, and I can feel their hearts thudding hard and fast within them, like twin dragons preparing to hatch and devour me whole. Rek presses his soft lips against my ear and purrs, sending sexy shivers racing up and down my spine.
“So,” he whispers. “You want us to knock you up?”
I open my mouth to correct him. I don’t actually want them to make me pregnant. I only want to pretend .
But then I catch myself as I realize what Rek is doing.
He’s already playing along.
Traven’s hand is still between my legs, and he pets my pussy through the fabric of my soaked panties as he nuzzles my other ear.
“You want us to fuck a baby into you, woman?”
His language is coarse, but his voice is smooth as the silken cloth through which he is rubbing me. Tingles of excitement race along my nerves, and my whole body trembles with burning desire.
“Yes!” I gasp. “I want you to fuck me and come inside me and make me pregnant.”
He slips his fingers inside my panties and rubs my pussy skin-on-skin. His fingertip finds my entrance and slips inside.
“Right here?” he growls. “You want us to fuck you with our hard cocks and fill your perfect little pussy with our seed?”
“Yes!” I cry, almost sobbing with need. “Both of you… I want to have both of your babies!”
I know that’s impossible. Even without birth control, they couldn’t both get me pregnant at the same time. But we’ve left reality behind and entered the realm of fantasy. Here on this bed, anything is possible, no matter how crazy, sinful, or wild.
Traven gazes across my gasping body at his partner in crime.
“What do you think, Rek? Should we give the woman what she wants? Should we knock her up?”
Rek answers without hesitation.
“Hell yes. I can’t wait to see this precious tummy turning all big and round with our baby inside it…” He slides his hand up to my chest and fondles me through my robe. “And I can’t wait to see these perfect tits growing heavy with milk. I might have to taste a little when the time comes, just to see how sweet it is.”
He pulls my robe aside, exposing one of my breasts. When he sees how hard my nipple has become, he groans as if in agony. I have a feeling that certain parts of his body are getting harder too.
Then again, it seems like he’s never soft. The same goes for Traven. As far as I can tell, they’ve both had permanent boners ever since we came through the Warpgate, and that’s perfectly fine with me, because right now I need both of them inside me, hard and unprotected, so they can fill me up with their hot, sticky cum.
“Please,” I murmur.
Both of them are wearing loose-fitting sweatpants with nothing underneath. I slip my hands inside and stroke their hardened shafts. Then I push my hands deeper so I can fondle their big, heavy balls.
“Please,” I beg, my voice dripping with uncontrollable need. “Please fill my pussy with your cum.”
“Oh, we’re gonna do that,” Traven says. “But first we gotta prepare you to receive our loads.”
“Prepare me?”
“That’s right,” Rek answers without missing a beat. “The more turned on you are, the more fertile you’ll become. We need you extra horny, sweetheart. That way, our cum will definitely make a baby inside you.”
I don’t think I could get any hornier than I am right now, and I say so out loud.
The warpers proceed to prove me wrong.
Traven claims my mouth and kisses me harder than I’ve ever been kissed before. His tongue enters me and mates with my own. His lips are hot with desire.
At the same time, Rek kisses a different part of me. He wraps his lips around my erect nipple and sucks me hard and deep, as if he’s trying to draw out some of that milk he mentioned earlier. Crazed with lust, I almost expect it to happen.
Both of them have their hands between my legs now. Traven’s finger is inside me, stroking my G-spot, while Rek rubs my throbbing clit. When I come, it feels like two orgasms happening at the same time, and the pleasure is so intense it brings tears to my eyes. But that double-barreled climax fails to slay my desire. On the contrary, it only makes it twice as strong.
“Please!” I gasp when Traven finally releases my mouth. “I need you both inside me. I need your cocks. I need your cum… ”
“She sounds ready to me,” Traven says. “What do you think, bro?”
“She’d better be ready,” Rek answers. “If I don’t stick it in her right now, I’m liable to nut in my pants.”
“Well, we don’t want that,” Traven chuckles. “We want every drop to go inside that tight little pussy where it belongs.”
“That’s right,” Rek agrees. “We wanna make sure we impregnate her on the first try.”
If the guys are trying to make my ovaries explode, they’re doing a good job of it. I’m starting to understand what they meant when they said my arousal would make me more fertile. There’s a part of me that wants to rip the birth control patch off my shoulder so they can knock me up for real. I know it wouldn’t actually work that way. It would take some time for the hormones from the patch to wear off.
Then again, here in the Warp, anything is possible.
This is a dangerous game we’re playing. A very dangerous game indeed. But that only makes me want to play even more, so that’s what I do.
I keep begging for it as the two warpers strip away my robe, then my panties. I beg for it as they lay me down on my back and open my trembling legs. And when they take off their pants, and I see how swollen their cocks have become, I beg even louder and more desperately than before.
They give it to me, nice and deep.
The warpers lie down beside me, bracketing my supine body between their much larger frames. Rek enters me first, and his cock feels even bigger and harder than I remember, penetrating all the way to my deepest epicenter. He plows me with long, slippery strokes that let me feel every detail of his anatomy moving inside me. After five or six thrusts, he pulls out and lets his partner have a turn.
“Damn,” Traven says as he fucks me. “Her little pussy is gripping my dick extra hard tonight.”
Rek grins. “Guess she must really want that cum, huh?”
“I do!” I whine. “I want it so bad. I want you to pump all your hot cum into my little hole.”
I can barely believe the words that are coming out of my own mouth. I’ve never said such things to a man before, let alone two of them at the same time. Perhaps it’s just the Warp infecting me with this uncontrollable lust, but I have a feeling there’s more to it than that. Rek and Traven have jarred something loose inside of me. They’ve unleashed a part of my personality that I’ve managed to keep hidden until now. A part that is wanton and hungry and unashamed.
Traven slides out of me, and Rek immediately takes his place, stimulating my pussy with more long, deep strokes.
“God, I love the way you take this dick,” he purrs. “Your little pussy was made for this dick.”
He thrusts into me a few more times, then he slides out and lets Traven take over once more. For several minutes they share me in this manner, alternating back and forth, using my body like it’s their own personal sex toy. All I can do is spread my legs and let it happen while the pleasure mounts within my core, and the wet arousal drips out of me, staining the sheets beneath my butt.
“Fuck,” Traven growls as he slides out of me for the umpteenth time. “Are you seeing this, bro? Are you seeing how her little pussy is gaping for us?”
Rek reaches down and traces his fingertip around the rim of my opening, and that sensation alone is almost enough to bring me to climax.
“Oh, I see it,” he says as he plunges his hard cock inside me again. “What about you, sweetheart? Do you wanna see how much we’ve gaped you?”
My whole body tingles with erotic desire. It feels like a thousand tiny feathers are tickling me inside and out. I bite my lip and nod at Rek as he continues to fuck me deeply.
“ Nomad ,” he says. “Bring up bed-view on a separate screen…”
The live feed of the bonding ritual is still playing, and the action is still as hot and heavy as it was a few minutes ago. Elaine has both of her guys inside her, and based on the noises all three of them are making, it sounds like they’re in the middle of a triple orgasm. But as hot as that image is, my attention is suddenly jerked away by a new image appearing on the wall next to it. An image of me, lying on my back with my legs open wide, and Rek’s big dick buried deep inside. As I watch, he humps me a few more times, then he abruptly pulls out, leaving my hole gaping in his wake.
“Fucking beautiful,” Traven says. “I’ve never seen a pussy so hungry for cock before.”
“Not hungry,” Rek replies. “ Thirsty . That little pussy is thirsty for cum. Isn’t that right, sweetheart?”
My face flushes, but not from embarrassment. This is desire—raw, animal desire—and it is suffusing my body with a heat like I’ve never known.
“That’s right,” I whimper. “I want you to fuck me and spray your cum all inside me.”
“If we do that,” Traven says, “we’re liable to get you pregnant. Is that what you want?”
“Yes!” I gasp. “I want you to make me pregnant with your cum. I want your baby inside me.”
“Well, we’d better give the little lady what she wants…”
Rek slides his cock back into me. I can see it happening in the image on the wall, and I can feel it too, all hard and hot and smooth. He moves in and out of me with deep, wet strokes.
“I want you to take my cum and turn it into a perfect little baby,” he says. “Will you do that for me, sweetheart?”
“Yes!” I shout as I start to come. “Yes! Yes! Oh my God, yes! ”
Rek comes with me. His cock pulsates inside me, sending spurt after spurt of his warm, sticky fluid gushing against my cervix. As soon as he’s finished, he pulls out of me, but Traven slides in right after him, filling me with a second massive load, and setting off a second, earth-shattering orgasm inside me. I lie on the bed, moaning as he seeds me, my eyes glued to the wall and the image of his big balls twitching rhythmically as he pumps my pussy full of his thick cum.
“Now you’re my baby-momma,” he growls. “How does it feel?”
“It feels good,” I gasp, struggling to catch my breath. “Oh God, it feels so good .”
“Yeah,” Traven agrees. “It feels real fucking good.”
Maybe he’s just play-acting, but I don’t think so. It sounds like he really means it. After a minute, he slides his hard cock out of me, and a veritable waterfall of semen comes gushing out from between my legs. There’s so much cum, it looks like I just got shared by twenty men instead of two.
“Now that,” Rek says, grinning, “is what I call a cream pie.”
“Beautiful,” says Traven, his eyes locked on my leaking hole. “Absolutely fucking beautiful.”
I turn my eyes back to the other screen to check the progress of the ritual. Elaine and her guys are no longer mating, but it seems they are not quite finished with her yet. I look closer, to see what they are doing.
Elaine is kneeling in the middle of the bed, her face uplifted. A trickle of semen has run from her bottom lip, forming a straight line down the middle of her chin. One of her mates is supporting her from behind while the other is using a device that looks like a small flashlight to illuminate the dribble on her chin.
“What are they doing?” I ask.
“That’s a shadowtat machine,” Rek explains. “It takes any fluid that’s on the surface of the skin and turns it into a tattoo…”
He touches the purple design on his upper arm.
“Every warper gets one of these when he becomes a full member of the Warpers Guild. We use paint to draw the pattern, then we use a shadowtat machine to make it permanent.”
He gestures toward the screen and smirks.
“But with the bonding ritual, a different kind of paint is used.”
“Cum?” I whisper.
“That’s right,” Traven says. “The warpers mark their bonded mate with their seed, and they use the shadowtat machine to make the mark permanent, just like the bond that ties them together. That mark lets all the other warpers know that the person wearing it has been claimed, and her body is off limits to everyone except her chosen mates.”
Then Traven does something totally unexpected.
He reaches down between my open legs and dips the tip of his finger inside my pussy again, gathering a small amount of the stuff that’s oozing out of me. His stuff and Rek’s stuff mixed together. He brings the soiled fingertip up to my face and taps it a few times on my cheek, drawing a row of dots along my skin. He doesn’t explain why he’s doing it, and he doesn’t have to. I understand perfectly.
Tonight, I am his chosen mate. His and Rek’s.
Tonight I belong to them, body and soul.