"I'll stop if she is," Ethan reassures him, knowing the vampire is counting entirely on his sense of smell to tell if she's alright. He doesn't blame Peter for worrying. She's drooling, whimpering pathetically as she writhes in her bondage a little, blinking dazed eyes at him. He can't help but lean in and kiss her parted mouth, licking her sweet saliva and kissing down to her nipples as he works his fourth finger into her anal hole. "That's it, darling. That's perfect." He pushes in deeper and deeper, opening her up until he is able to push his thumb in as well and then he's fisting both her holes. He can feel her tensing up around him when he manages to do it, but he doesn't pull back.
"Daddy?" she sniffs, crying a little bit still as she comes back to herself. She's incredibly stretched right now and she moans when he pushes his hand inside her anal hole deeper, knowing that she can take her deeper here than in her pussy, where he's careful not to stretch her too much. Her anal hole can be stretched and shifted, can be molded to fit him better. He bends his wrist to follow the curve of her insides while pumping his fist in and out of her pussy. He only stops before the thickest part of his arm is, knowing she's at her limit, and then he pulls his hands out, both at the same time.
She starts keening and doesn't stop, crying with hitched breathes as he pushes in again slowly, only to push out before she can come. It's amazing. The feeling of her walls contracting around his arm and his fingers is the possibly the most erotic thing he has ever experienced. He knows with absolute certainty that she's ready so he pulls both his hands out, extracting them completely until there's nothing at all inside her and her holes are let loose and gaping, red and irritated. It's absolutely wonderful.
She starts to cry harder the second she's empty, so he gestures for Peter to come closer and play with her holes. He plays with her pussy, pushing both thumbs into her hole and pulling, stretching to let the camera see how incredibly open she is while Peter does the same with her anal hole, stretching her out.
"That's it," he says. "Just relax for me, baby," he says.
"Is she ready now?" Peter asks and he doesn't need to elaborate for Ethan to know what he's asking for.
This, too, is supposed to wait until a little later, until her body accepts all the drugs inside of her body. Her whole body is shaking and he knows why. The emptiness, the gaping holes he leaves on her body doesn't feel good.
He pulls his fingers away only long enough to free his cock, and then he's slamming inside of her pussy the same time Peter does to her anal hole, plunging into her wet heat and filling her to the hilt without warning.
She throws her head back and sobs.
Chapter Seven: Double Penetration
She feels as though she's floating. The sensation of the two men around her, sandwiching her between them, feels a little bit like heaven. She feels full and bloated, like she's eaten too much and her stomach can't handle anymore. She looks down and gasps. Her stomach is rounded, but it's not food. It's come. It's Daddy's seed inside of her.
She looks up at the man, the werewolf, and he grins at her. "Hello there, baby girl," he says and jerks his hips up deliberately, letting her feel the fullness even more. She gasps, clutching the ropes holding her up
"Daddy," she whimpers. "Oh, oh, Daddy," she cries.
"That's it, darling. You're taking my cock so well. Both our cocks," he corrects, reminding her that she has a cock in her anal hole too. She had his fists inside of her. The sight of it earlier, his too-big hands pushing inside her body, felt so surreal, like she's outside looking in.
She doesn't think she can hold onto her consciousness like this. Especially when it feels as though his cock is nudging a part onside her to make her stretch out even more. "Ah- ah- too full, too- too full," she whines.
He chuckles. "That's right, darling. I'm gonna fill you up with come and breed you, make you heavy with cubs so you can be even fuller," he says.
She doesn't think it's possible for her to get even fully. Already, she sees how her stomach is protruding unnaturally. It looks and feels weird. "I don't like it," she whimpers, tears trickling down her cheeks. "Please- please," she cries.
"Ethan?" the man behind her - Peter - murmurs and the werewolf gives a jerky nod.
That's all the warning she gets before she feels the Vampire's teeth sink into her neck, drawing out blood from her veins hungrily. She gasps, the pain so intense all the muscles in her body seizes, and then, a second later, she feels like she's floating again, the panic ebbing away until she can no longer feel anything except for how good everything feels.
He stops sucking and mouths at the puncture holes on her neck for a second. "There, there," he murmurs. "Daddy's going to take care of everything," he says gently.
Vampire bites come with endorphins. That's why she's feeling so good right now. The thought floats away too because they're suddenly moving again. She feels her eyes rolling back as Peter fucks into her from behind, hands clutching her breasts and pinching her poor, abused nipples. He twists and plays with the flesh around the sensitive nipples too, slapping them until they feel too hot with the skin red and tight.
At a particularly harsh thrust, she feels herself come - or at least she thinks she did. Everything feels too much, too intense and too good. She's still crying hard, her face a mess of tears and drool, walls tensing and relaxing and muscles spasming. She's suddenly glad she's tied up and hung on the ceiling so firmly. She would have fallen apart otherwise.
She forgets to breathe when the werewolf comes again, filling her hole with his seed as his knot forms and he stills, growing hard and bigger in her. Her mouth parts and she gasps at the feeling of more come gushing into her. She comes again from the sensation, and then comes when Peter empties his cock inside her hole from behind, squeezing a finger into her anal hole as though to make sure she's keeping all his seed inside her.
It feels good. Better than good. She has never felt this much ecstasy before in her life. They hold her between them, hips jutting occasionally to spurt more come inside of her, and she can't do anything except sob as she takes it all.
When they finally, finally pull away, her holes ache. It doesn't feel like anything's broken or anything hurts. Just- just empty. Against all her logical senses, she wants them back inside of her. She feels empty like this, open and too exposed. The camera's blinking lights are irrationally bright and the thought of them being recorded makes her feel dirty. She feels their hands on her body, undoing the bindings to free her from the soft leather and the moment her hands are free, she clings desperately to both men, wrapping her arms around them and sniffing quietly.
"Shh..." the Werewolf rumbles, his voice rough. "You're alright. Daddy's got you," he says.
She nods and sniffs a little more. "Feels- feels weird," she whimpers and then gasps when she feel something- two somethings- being pushed up her holes, sliding in easily an then plugging her holes. She feels herself relaxing into it, body melting and feeling less- less empty.
"Do you feel better now, darling?" Peter asks behind her, pressing a kiss on her neck where he had bitten her earlier.
She nods. Yeah. That does feel better. She closes her eyes and sleeps.
END