“Fuck. I’m going to come.” Varin spoke through clenched teeth.
“Not yet.” I felt his pleasure building, the hard edge of his desire about to explode and pull me over the edge with him. Pulling on her hair, I carefully lifted her off his cock and gently lowered her head to the table so that her cheek rested flat and I could see her eyes, her parted lips, the flushed face of our beautiful female panting as I fucked her harder. Faster. Her body rocking back and forth on top of the bed as I pumped in and out of her.
“Yes. Don’t stop.” Her voice was hoarse with need.
I shifted my hips and changed my angle, stuffed her full. She moaned.
“That hurts. So good. God, it’s so good.”
I stopped moving, buried balls-deep and held her in place. Submissive. Trapped.
Mine.
“You are in pain?”
“No. Yes. No. Just don’t stop.”
I stroked her back with a soothing hand, neck to ass as I held perfectly still. “I said you would beg.”
“I’m not.”
My smile stretched across my face slowly; it had been so long, so damn long since I’d worn such an expression. “Not yet. You aren’t begging yet.” I placed a finger near her ass, touched the ATB device, and made it grow to the next, slightly larger size inside her body.
She moaned, her fingers digging into the medical bed, trying to hold on to something. Anything.
Her efforts were futile. The bedding was hard and her hands were weak. Small. Delicate.
I wanted to feel them wrapped around my cock. Stroking my hair. I wanted to know that something so fragile and feminine did not fear to touch me.
Angry at myself for the weakness, I pulled back. Thrust into her. Deep. Hard. Again. When her body rocked too far forward, I placed my free hand on her back and held her in place for my thrusts, the larger ATB pressing down on my hard cock inside her pussy like a relentless fist.
“Oh God.”
“I am your god now.”
A thrill went through her at my words, and I filed the information away for later. This sassy female liked my hand holding her in place, liked to feel me pulling her hair. Her pussy spasmed with each tug on her head. She wanted me to dominate her body, pleasure her, take control so she did not need to think, only feel.
I pulled a bit harder on her hair, pleased when she moaned in pleasure and a flood of wetness surrounded my cock. “Take Varin deep. When he comes, you will come.”
Gasping for air, she did not resist when I held her down at the waist with one hand and used the other to lift her head into position above Varin’s cock once more. “Varin, show her what you like.”
His hand replaced mine as he guided her over him. Faster. Deeper.
He would not last long.
I slapped our mate’s ass, testing her. She gasped. Cried out, the sound muffled around Varin’s cock as I smacked her soft ass once more.
“Do not come until you have Varin’s seed on your tongue.”
My command made her body jerk, her pussy clamp down on my cock as she sucked on Varin with more pressure, swirled his tip with her tongue. Squeezed his balls with her small hand.
I knew all this even as he experienced what I felt as I fucked her, my cock sliding in and out of her, faster and faster. Normal Prillon collars gave mates a sense of emotions. Thanks to the Hive’s experiments, Varin and I were not normal. I felt what he felt. What I felt. My mind was overloaded with the pleasure of both her mouth and her pussy, the sight of her taking Varin in her mouth and Varin’s vision of me filling her from behind.
We spiraled quickly, Varin and I losing control. There was nothing but her.
“Come now.” I smacked her bottom one more time as Varin’s orgasm rushed through him like a supernova exploding into dark, empty space.
Our mate swallowed him down, her scream of pleasure muffled as her body went rigid. She began to shake. The pulsing spasms of her pussy walls, her orgasm, forced me to lose control. I came. Hard. So fucking hard it hurt.
I gave her my seed, my body, my protection.
When I could move, I stroked her curves as gently as I could. I set the ATB device back to its normal setting, ready to provide more training to stretch her ass or lube for Varin’s cock on demand. Best fucking invention ever.
I moved my hand in soothing strokes up and down her back to calm her, let her know she was safe. Protected. Precious. That she was mine. Ours.
For now.