Tears slid down my cheeks to smear on the table beneath me but I didn’t even try to stop them. They were the only release I had right now. “Please!”
“You want to come?”
“Yes. Please. Please!” My request screamed from my throat as he shifted his stance behind me and pulled both plugs almost completely out of my body. He held them there, their tips just barely inside me as he waited for me to break.
“What do you want, Leah?”
I was past the point of speech, simply pushed back against him, trying to take the plugs back inside me. He only gave me one, my cries of frustration very real as he filled my ass but left my pussy empty.
“If you will give us some privacy, I would like to fuck my mate now, just as you suggested.”
“Of course,” the man murmured. “The way your mate is responding, my help is clearly not necessary.”
Tor continued to work my ass until the door closed. At the sound, he stopped and leaned down over me, covering my ass and back with his hard body. I lay pressed to the table, my body on fire as he covered me. “You should have seen him, Leah. You are so beautiful, so hot, your pussy so wet for me.” His hand slid over my stinging ass cheek to cup my now empty pussy and I whimpered. “I’m so proud of you. Every man in the universe will want you, Leah, will want this.” He slid two fingers deep inside my pussy. “Want you.”
The intimate glide of his fingers in my wet core was like an electric shock to my system. My body bucked beneath him, completely out of my control. I could only grip the table’s edge and fight for air.
Tor stood and pulled back, leaving my pussy aching and empty once more. I didn’t move, simply waited, knowing I wouldn’t be allowed to come until he chose to let me. I nearly cried with relief as I heard Tor’s pants hit the hard floor. Seconds later the hot tip of his cock nudged at my entrance. “I’m going to fuck you, now. Hard.”
“Yes!” He slid in deep and I cried out.
“I think you like having your ass filled.” He pumped into me.
“Yes!” I repeated. The feel of both his large cock and the plug inside me was so tight, so snug. So hard. So big.
His pre-cum coated my insides with every stroke of his huge cock and I was lost, wild. He could have slipped that super-sized plug in my back entrance and I would have loved it. My mate, this connection, was sizzling my brain.
“I need it, Tor. Please,” I begged.
“You want something bigger in your ass while I fuck you?”
“Yes!” I cried.
He pulled out of me and went to the wall, unconcerned that his cock thrust out slick and shiny with my arousal. He found one and held it up. I gulped, then clenched around the small plug. I moaned at the sight of Tor coating its replacement with a generous amount of ointment.
Carefully, he pulled the smaller plug from me and replaced it with the other one, the ridged, bumpy new one. As he pushed it inside me to the first ridge, he slid his cock in as well, but only an inch. When he worked the second ridge into me, he slid in another inch. He filled my ass and pussy, one slow, thick inch at a time. When the plug’s base bumped my bottom and the blunt head of his cock nudged my cervix, I shattered.
My body clenched down on both thick rods, pulling them deeper into me. Surely Lev and Drogan could hear me from across the center.
Tor fucked me then, hard and fast and I came again and again, so aroused, so needy that I couldn’t stop. Every orgasm pushed me higher and higher, a spiral of need that made me claw that table and beg for more, my voice going hoarse as I demanded more.
“Yes, mate. You’re squeezing me so hard, Leah, I can’t hold back. I’m going to come.”
He did then, his hot seed spurting from me, coating my insides with his special seed, triggering yet another orgasm. I struggled to catch my breath and I could do nothing but rest, sated and weak. My mind was weary and lethargic as Tor slipped from me; a hot gush of his seed followed him, slipping down to coat the insides of my thighs.
Tor rubbed his hand over my ass and I didn’t protest when he slipped the smaller plug deep inside my pussy. I had no fight, no argument. I was his. Completely.
Tor picked up my forgotten dress and helped me up onto wobbly legs, keeping a hand on me to steady me as he helped me slide the fabric over my body once more.
“Aren’t you going to take the plugs out?” I asked as he held the door open for me, the bright sunshine hurting my eyes after the cool confines of the hut.
Tor shook his head. “You’re in training, Leah. Plus, I think that Drogan and Lev would like to see what you’ve been up to.”
The idea of flipping up my skirts and showing the other men how I was filled made me come. I gasped and my eyes fell closed as the soft wave of pleasure washed over me. Once it was over, I looked up at Tor. He was staring at me, wide-eyed.
“The seed power is truly impressive. We must hurry, I’m hard again and I’m sure the others need you as well.”
Chapter Eight