Stolen - Nhys Glover Page 0,81
coming to terms with how different it was from my own. But the intensity wasn’t different. In fact, I would hazard their pleasure was more intense than mine, now they experienced mine as well as their own.
Somewhere along the way I again found myself on the blanket on the floor of the cave. A mouth with a forked tongue was between my legs and plumbing my core as a nose stroked over my sensitized bud. Mouths closed around nipples on either side of me, linking core with breasts in streaks of lightning that left me moaning in ecstasy. Finally, lips met mine, and I tasted a long narrow tongue. A Theran tongue. Rian was kissing me. At least I could distinguish him from the others in the dark.
I clasped heads to me as I twisted on the erotic rack beneath inexperienced, but very dedicated, mouths. Rian kept leaving off kissing my mouth so I could draw ragged breaths into my lungs. But he used those breaks to suck on my earlobe and breathe words of love into my ear. Oh, those words were enough to send me over the edge all by themselves.
My first orgasm was on me so fast I wasn’t expecting it. Then, before I came down, the mouth on me was gone and a cock replaced it. I felt the slide, the heat and the fullness of his entry, and it enticed me to drift away on those delicious sensations. But drifting wasn’t possible when a male is slamming into you as if his life depended on it. And from the feelings I was getting from Nial… yes, it was Nial, his life did depend on it.
I came apart again quickly, and Nial followed me over the edge just as quickly. The sting of blissful pain deep inside me was a shock. I’d never felt anything like it, and it sent me over the edge yet again.
What was it? That sting, what was it? Had Nial’s size torn up my channel?
But there was no time to analyze it. Or to worry. Lain had already pushed Nial aside and taken his place. The rise to the top of the wave came even faster this time, and I came apart twice before Lain released into me, the sharp sting blinding me with pleasure for long incredible moments.
Rian pushed Lain off me in the next moment and, had I the brain cells to think about it, I would have wondered at the ease with which Lain gave ground to the intruder. But I didn’t have brain cells, and my mind was so foggy with lust and bliss that I couldn’t have remembered my own name right then.
Rian was different inside me, not as thick, but just as long, and his strokes were… different. It was hard to put into words. All I knew was that it was different with Rian, just as it was different kissing him. And when he reached his release inside me there was no stinging pleasure/ pain to push me over the edge again.
Meida quickly pushed Rian off me and took his place. My body was running low on energy. I would never have thought it possible to have too many orgasms, but that was exactly how I was feeling. But as Meida rode me to his own blissful release, I came apart for one last time, the pleasure/pain of it just as potent as the first had been.
For a long time after it was over we lay in a shattered pile, panting hard. I got fragments of images and sensations as each relived the experience for themselves. I was the first one to fully realize what we’d done.
‘Mating frenzy,’ I muttered in my mind, because my mouth wouldn’t work. My lips were swollen and my tongue seemed dislocated.
I felt the shock come off them all, followed quickly by concern. Was I all right about it? Had I been afraid and they’d missed it? They’d been told to take it slowly, but that was exactly the opposite of what had happened. The frenzy had been exactly what the name implied: a frenzy of need and want. And I’d been as frenzied as everyone else.
‘Nothing like the renegades,’ I murmured, knowing it was absolutely the truth.
That reassured them, and for a long time we rested and recovered, tenderness beginning to replace the passion and the satiation.
“How did it happen with Rian involved?” Meida muttered aloud, more interested than concerned.
“Don’t know, but I ejaculated, so it was definitely