Suddenly, I feel very nervous. I step back into the room as these hungry, alpha warriors encircle me. I hear the snap of something only a heartbeat before I feel it grabbing at my arms – and yell in surprise as ropes fly from the walls and wrap tightly around my wrists.
They pull me into the center of the room, and I struggle against them powerlessly.
“A pleasure room is malleable,” Brennan grins, with sadism dripping like nectar in his tone. “It’s controlled by the owner – in this instance, me. I can make the room do anything I wish.”
Those same tentacle-like ropes suddenly rip my clothes from me, throwing the rags of them aside. Suddenly, I’m naked and helpless in front of these three men – men who are barely holding back their mating rage, drinking in the sight of me as I squirm there, unable to do anything to escape the grip of these otherworldly ropes.
I watch their hungry eyes eating me up, and I know it’s only a matter of time before they each take me hard – and then all together.
The Bond thrums in my mind, and I gasp out in desperate need. My body aches for these aliens.
Brennan is gasping in need, but he continues to hold back. He wants to enjoy every second of this.
More ropes fly from the walls, humming as they vibrate minutely. As the tendrils wrap around me, they tease up and down my skin mercilessly, rubbing against my nipples and driving me into spasms.
One rope of vibrating pleasure even finds my clit – and I moan out hotly in need, driven beyond madness as the teasing sensations build and build.
The three aliens tear their own clothing off, licking their lips as they watch me fighting against my bonds. I try to shift and escape the deliciously tormenting ropes, but I can’t escape the sensation of them.
“What’s the matter?” Brennan grins. “Too much?”
I try to say something – anything – but all that leaves my mouth is a deep, panting moan.
Brennan has me aching for satisfaction, but every time I get close to release the vibration on my clit slows or stops.
Curse him! He’s toying with me! Brennan’s using this pleasure room to bring me to the brink of climax over and over again, but never giving me the release I crave.
Otho’s cock rears up, huge and thick as he pulls down his pants. I can’t stop staring at it. I remember how full I felt the first time he claimed me, and now my body is aching to feel that impossible fullness again.
I expected Brennan to be the one to take me first, but he’s got a sadistic edge to his aura that makes me think he’s fighting off his own need to prolong his pleasure.
Otho can’t stop himself, though. He loses himself to the mating rage first. I feel his aura boil over, and the pure white of his aura melting into lava in my mind as he rushes forward.
Two ropes fly out from the walls, wrapping around my thighs and lifting me up into the air – spreading me open for him. His massive dick throbs, pre-cum spurting from it as he sinks himself inside me.
The ropes force me forward against him. I’m not ready for the sheer size of his massive dick, and I gasp out as his huge shaft presses deeply inside me, stretching me open.
It should hurt, but he’s so slick from his pre-cum – mixed with my own flowing juices – that he fights past my resistance almost instantly.
The pain of being split apart by this huge, alien cock is instantly turned into a dark, desperate pleasure by the power of The Bond. It’s not all pain, either. There’s a delicious perfection to being utterly filled by this huge, alien man – a perfection that makes my eyes roll back.
The rope finds my clit again, pressing against my sensitive nub and humming fast. I don’t want to cum yet, though. I know I’ll get way too fucking sensitive if I do.
However, there’s nothing I can do to stop it as Otho forces his dick completely inside of me. I scream out in pleasure. Golden waves of sensation are washing over my body, rooting themselves deeply in my mind – rewriting my psyche as the alien sates himself inside me.
There’s no foreplay this time – no gentle touches or kisses. This is mating. Otho has completely succumbed to his basest instincts as he fucks me violently with ever-more powerful thrusts. His ivory eyes are wild as he stares into my own gaze. He leans forward and licks my neck, tasting my skin. The ropes around my wrists suddenly release, and I wrap my arms around him, raking my nails down Otho’s huge back as the throes of passion overwhelm me.
A minute – or an hour, because time loses all meaning as the powerful beast ravages me – passes in an instant. Otho pounds me harder and harder, jackhammering into me in his lust. I barely see the shape moving as Lazar walks forward, positioning himself behind me.
His cockhead presses against my asshole. It’s dripping and slick with his alien pre-cum, and when Otho buries himself completely and utterly inside of me, my cheeks spread to open myself to him.
Otho’s dick throbs inside me, sending new pleasure tingling across my body as he struggles to hold back, waiting for his battle-brother to enter me first.
Lazar does – and I gasp at the new, sinful sensation. I grab onto Otho for dear life as I feel Lazar’s cockhead pressing against my ass – and then sliding into me.
There’s no way he can fit. There’s no fucking way! But I’m so desperate to feel the two men inside me at the same time, my body finds a way to make it happen.
I want to be filled – filled so completely that I lose my mind. I don’t want to think of anything
