“Very well, mate. Every hole filled,” Trax commented, his fist working its way up and down the huge length.
I licked my lips when another pearly drop appeared. I leaned forward, set my hands on his muscled thighs and licked it. He gripped himself still, held it out for me.
The musky flavor hit my tongue, and I went at him like an ice cream cone that needed to be eaten before it melted in the sun. I could get him into my mouth, but I was stretched wide. If he expected deep throating, it wasn’t going to happen.
The butt plug began to vibrate then, and I moaned around his cock.
Trax kept his hand at the base of himself, but his free hand cupped my cheek, then tangled in my hair. “Hot and wet,” he growled, his concerns completely forgotten in a haze of desire.
Surnen thrust his hips up and agreed. “Hot and wet everywhere.”
They moved then, fucking me in cautious yet thorough motions, as if learning me. Learning what made me feel good, and they could sense it through the sounds I made around Trax’s cock and the collar.
I might have been on top, but Surnen had all the control. That was fine with me, for he knew just how to wield that beast between his legs. He rubbed over spots I hadn’t even known were hot. And the plug… the combination was ruthless to my control. I had none.
The baseness of having a cock in my mouth too, completely filled by my mates, pushed me to the brink, then over. I screamed my pleasure, but the sound was muffled by Trax’s thick length. They didn’t take long to follow me over, but the rush, the pulse of their orgasms merging with mine through the collars was like the most intense aftershock ever.
Trax’s cum burst onto my tongue, and I swallowed it greedily. Surnen held my hips in the tightest of grips keeping himself deep.
“Mikki,” he growled as he pumped his seed into me.
Trax backed up, and I popped off him and tried to catch my breath, the flavor of him on my tongue. It was too much, too intense. I dropped onto Surnen’s chest, and his arms went around me. He was still hard deep inside me, as if he’d never come. The plug stopped vibrating, going quiet, although the nerves there were still firing and keeping me aroused.
“Mmm, mate. You are not satisfied,” he said finally. His skin was hot to the touch, and we were both slick with sweat. Trax’s hand stroked down my back, and I knew he was right there with us.
“I am sooo satisfied,” I replied.
“But you are not done,” he said.
I lifted my head and rested my chin on my hand. “And you are? It doesn’t feel like it.”
I clenched my inner walls, and seed seeped out.
“Mate,” he growled.
“It’s Trax’s turn.” I looked up at him. I couldn’t miss the satisfied smile on his face, the way his dark cock was still ruthlessly hard.
He shook his head. “Your pussy is for your primary male.”
I frowned, glanced back at Surnen. He nodded.
“What?”
“You will be bred by your primary male,” he explained. “Only then can a second’s cock be sated there.”
I sat up and gasped as Surnen went deeper, but carefully lifted up and off his cock. A gush of seed slipped from me and landed on his stomach.
“Fuck, that is hot,” he commented.
I rolled my eyes. “I want Trax, too.”
“Mate,” Surnen warned. “That is not the way things are done.”
“The one thing you can’t command is my uterus, mate. My uterus says no to breeding. No babies anytime soon. You can just let Trax get in there and have some fun.”
Trax was biting his lip to keep from smiling. Surnen pushed up onto his elbows to look at me.
“You raise a valid point,” he stated.