as I attempt to adjust to his massive girth.
“Fuck!” I whimper, as his thick cock—easily the size of my wrist—begins to jerk. I need him to move, or else I’ll die. “Caius!” I lift my legs up so my heels are digging into his muscular ass, demanding him to move, to fuck me. Maybe there will be a time or day that we’ll make love, but it’s not today. We’re too desperate and needy. After centuries apart, we need this joining more than either us can put into words. It’s a completion of souls, an inevitable explosion of galaxies and universes.
He’s slow at first, staring intently at my flushed face, but his pace increases with whatever he finds there. He slams into me with reckless abandon, his hands moving back to my breasts and squeezing.
He fucks me like I’m his—which I am—and that he might actually die if his cock doesn’t get as deep inside me as physically possible.
My nails dig into his skin as he pistons in and out of my throbbing core.
When he pauses, I just about scream at him and threaten bodily harm, until he grabs my legs and throws them over his shoulders. This new position has my back arched ever so slightly, and I swear I see fucking stars as he thrusts into my pussy.
And when one of his hands leaves my leg to play with my clit? I detonate. Explode. Become nothing but thousands of atoms floating in the wind, limp and malleable and thoroughly his.
He fucks me through my orgasm, and then, without waiting for me to come down completely, he flips me so I’m on my stomach. I crawl to my hands and knees as he continues to fuck my cunt, my hair twisted around his fist. This is unlike anything we’ve ever done before, rougher than my first Fated ever took me.
But I fucking love it.
I orgasm a second time, my walls squeezing around his cock as his pace turns erratic. He comes inside of me with my name a growl on his lips.
And then I hear another voice. A voice that is most definitely not Caius’s.
“Holy fuck.”
Chapter 30
Braxton
I always knew I was into kinky shit from the first time I saw Jessica Rabbit when I was a kid. I was strangely attracted to her, even before I knew what attraction even was. Her thin waist, her ample hips, her bust that seemed to almost pop out of her dress with every movement she made.
I wanted it to fall so desperately, even before I knew what a nice pair of tits even was. As I got older, I found myself more and more drawn to her, and when I saw the cartoon of her bound to a set of train tracks, I ran up to my bedroom, locked the door, and masturbated for the first time.
And now, here in Hadley’s dorm room, her bare ass presented to us so nicely, cum leaking from her swollen cunt, it’s like all my wet dreams have come true.
Hadley’s startled eyes quickly turn hooded, and she wiggles her upended ass at me enticingly.
“Well, you don’t have to ask me fucking twice,” I murmur, tearing my shirt from my body.
Unlike recent times, Caius doesn’t back away. Instead, he lies down next to her on the bed, his head propped up on his hand, watching the action. And for the first time, I don’t mind that he’s here. I’ve accepted his role in our lives, that he’s just as intricately intertwined to Hadley as my brothers and I are, even if I don’t like it.
Caius and I have an accord. Besides, he makes Hadley happy, and that’s a good enough reason for me.
Prowling towards my sexy little Fated, I spread my wings out behind me, and she mimics the movement, flaring out her soft, feathered wings. After shoving my pants to the floor, I crawl on the bed behind her and grip her hips before draping myself over her back and rubbing my face in her wings.
They’re so soft, so delicate, yet contain so much fucking power. “You want me next, baby girl?” I whisper against her skin as I plant kisses down her spine.
She moans in response and turns her head to gaze at me over her shoulder. That look alone could make me come, that sexy, sultry gaze from the woman that I love makes my heart fucking melt.
Growling with excitement, I seize her hips in my hands, line my cock up with her cunt,