Page 46 of Shadows Approach

They fucked her. Kuran punished her. She was suspended between them, unable to move, helpless to their lusts. She shouted, muffled by the livid flesh plying her mouth as rapture swept close, then choked on it to Rihep’s groaning satisfaction. Her cunt convulsed, and Etnil’s breath caught. Streaks of furious heat erupted in the wake of the switch.

A spasm of purest elation burst through her. She shuddered as orgasm took her. She was aware of Etnil pulling free, of him emptying her of the plug. A second seizure walloped her as he shoved his primary in her ass and his smaller cock in her pussy. The third pulse was stronger as ecstasy eclipsed hurt. She was aware she gagged on the jolting length invading her throat, but it mattered little as climax heaved through her. She reflexively swallowed the hot seed that flooded her mouth. The small bit of awareness informing her of Rihep shooting cum down her throat enhanced the throbbing bliss.

Rihep quieted, his shaft trembling on her tongue. She continued to utter muffled wails as Etnil frantically pounded into her. The swishing sound of the switch was a blur of noise, the torment of it striking her sporadic.

The Imdiko shouted. His shafts throbbed in her grasping channels. Stacy’s pussy emitted a renewed flash of desire in response to him filling her with his passion.

The switch went quiet. Rihep pulled out and slid the brace from her mouth. A moment later, Etnil slipped free too.

Stacy was still gasping as Kuran turned her. He floated her to the bed and settled her there, though the cuffs remained and kept her spread wide. He picked up something lying close by and held it up to show her.

Stacy whimpered as he switched on the vibrator Etnil had used on her earlier. An inarticulate plea wavered from her lips as he brought it to her clit.

He pressed it to the engorged nub, and she arched as much as her bonds allowed. The Nobek leaned over her, gazing into her eyes. Elation rose once again, shredding her. Climax barreled toward her.

It hit, as hard as those before. As she strained and yelled, Kuran tossed the vibrator aside. His hips swung low, his hand guiding both shafts. He entered her with a single, brutal thrust.

The orgasm strengthened on the next convulsion and kept coming in violent bursts, fed by Kuran’s determined rutting. He grabbed her ass, ending its frantic gyrations and lighting extra pain from the earlier spankings.

Ruthless rapture crashed unceasingly as he slapped against her. She couldn’t escape, and he rode her without mercy. She attempted to beg him to stop but couldn’t get the words out. Pleasure was becoming torture.

He abruptly halted, panting. Stacy grated guttural noises, unable to vocalize until seconds later.

“Fuuuck.”

“Oh, you’re talking again? I’ll have to fix that.”

“Wait. Wait—”

He began moving again. He rocked in and out, slower, but when his groin met hers, he ground them together. The friction went directly to her clit, and she shook her head frantically as excitement gained new ground. She couldn’t stand another orgasm. She was convinced it would kill her.

“Kuran. I can’t.”

His face hovered above hers, primitive lust etched on his features. His pace quickened while he continued grinding against her.

“Kuran. Please.”

“Still talking. I do love a challenge.”

He was amping up, his hips whipping. His fingers bracketed her clit and rubbed. He continued to hold her motionless for his attention, his other paw a manacle. Pleasure leapt to cruel ecstasy, robbing her of words and thoughts again.

Animal noises broke from her lips as he fucked her. He bared his teeth at her as he drove and drove and drove.

“Come. Now.”

Her overwrought body obeyed. A thin shriek spooled loose as her insides clenched. Kuran’s rhythm stuttered, and a strained grunt escaped him. He shuddered from head to toe. His muscles corded as heat poured in her grasping cunt.

Little by little, he eased. Her surges dissipated. Kuran sagged over her, uttering a final groan.

She was aware of the cuffs being taken off her wrists and ankles, of her limbs being gently rubbed. Rihep and Etnil thrust water pouches at her and Kuran as soon as he managed to roll off.

Rihep drew her onto his lap, like a father with a child as she slurped. “Are you all right?”

“So much better,” she sighed. “Thank you. That was exactly what I needed.”

“We live to serve,” Etnil grinned. He glanced at Kuran. “Do you want me to cuddle you too?”

“Try it and I’ll beat your ass.”