Was he expecting me to give him a verbal answer? Because I was certain the state of my pussy should be obvious by now.
He cocked an eyebrow, waiting. I flushed. “Yes.”
“Show me.”
Everything he demanded of me made me more nervous, but I had yet to panic so I counted that as a win. I carefully slid my fingers down my front, brushing across my stomach before I could bury them in the blonde curls at the apex of my thighs. Typically, I kept the hair trimmed down more than this, but I hadn’t exactly had sex on my mind much before my time in Hadley House.
I pressed my fingers against my clit with a faint moan, then moved back farther to gather my essence on the digits. When I lifted them up to show him, Bennett dove and captured them in his mouth. His growl vibrated right down to my pussy, and my legs trembled. Abraxas’ hold on me was the only thing stopping me from slumping over.
“You taste delectable.”
Brushing my hair behind my ear, I reached out to hold on to his waist while Abraxas ate me from behind. It was hard to focus with so much happening to me at once. Especially when he slid a finger in my hole as his tongue swirled around it. I cried out loudly and glanced at the other couch to find all eyes on me. Again. Had they been on me the whole time?
“I have to agree with Bennett,” Abraxas said, pressing his finger all the way inside me and fucking me with it.
“Her ass must be so tight. Have you ever been fucked in the ass before?” Bennett asked.
His hand on my chin forced me to look at him again. He liked to have my full attention, even when I squirmed.
“I, um, don’t think that’s a good idea…” I said, glancing down at his huge cock, looking bigger with the swollen knot.
He barked a laugh. “Oh no, birdie. Don’t worry. I’m happy to fuck your sweet cunt, but I think Abraxas would enjoy pushing himself into your other hole. I’ve been told it’s amazing to be stuffed full of two cocks at the same time.”
I choked on my spit, falling into a coughing fit that didn’t end until Bennett was rubbing my back, his chest rumbling with a chuckle. Abraxas hadn’t stopped eating my ass, which was a bit of a weird feeling while coughing so viciously. “Two? At the same time?” I asked, my voice hoarse.
“You have the holes for it,” Waylon said from the other couch. “I would take two if I could.”
At a stern look from Bennett, he dove back down on Zan’s cock. Kirin had three fingers pressed into his ass, but was working his fist in like he had before. Fisting. The only form of prep suitable for giant orc cock. Did I want to get fisted? I wasn’t sure it sounded especially appealing.
Unlike being fisted, taking two cocks at the same time sounded plenty appealing.
If a little impossible.
“But your cock is so big,” I said, glancing down.
“It’s not the one going in your ass.”
“Abby’s cock isn’t exactly small.”
I didn’t realize I’d used the nickname for a second, but when I looked back at him he didn’t seem perturbed by it. Abby was much easier to say than Abraxas while I had a barely functioning brain. Like right now. The ass eating had short-circuited me.
“You can start with Waylon’s cock in your ass, but I think you’ll feel good.”
Waylon perked up, and I relaxed a bit. His cock was long but skinny, a bit below the average girth for a human, and much less intimidating than anyone else here. If he didn’t feel good in my ass, I wouldn’t have to try anyone else. I wasn’t as confident as Bennett about it feeling good for me.
“OK.”
Bennett moved us all like we were puppets in his show. Leaving me with Abraxas, the basilisk fitted a second finger in my ass, giving me the faintest stretch. Nothing was uncomfortable yet, which surprised me and gave me hope. Waylon was moved to sit on Kirin’s cock, and Zan went intangible to take a break.
While Abraxas fingered and rimmed me, I could watch Waylon’s hole stretch to accommodate the thick green orc cock. The way he took it so easily astounded me and was honestly my favourite thing to watch. Bennett held his legs up and pushed him down while Kirin sat below, his hands gripping his own thighs.
“I’m going to give you a third finger,” Abby said below me, and I instinctively tensed.
He hummed against my skin, using his tongue to loosen my hole again. “No need for that. You’ll love it,” he reassured me.
I took a deep breath, utilizing the strategy I’d used most often to combat panic attacks. It was effective in this scenario too, and Abraxas’ third finger slid inside me with little resistance. The fullness made me gasp, but I still didn’t hate this. Three fingers was as thick as Waylon’s cock.
“She ready?” Bennett asked, wiping a tear off of Waylon’s cheek.
