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her.
The secondary scorched a trail up her vaginal walls, and she bucked. The need for his primary hit her hard, and she tried to ask for it.
Daveed pressed her hard to the mattress, his body a delightful weight on her. “Soon, Joy. Let me anoint you with my secondary. Then you’ll be ready for my primary.”
He thrust the narrow column inside her, filling her body with the stinging pheromone. Joy screamed in the mixture of pleasure and pain. Her muscles failed her again, and she lay boneless beneath him, half-hearing Daveed’s soothing words.
“Again, Joy. Once more. Then we move on.”
He was thrusting again before she regained use of her muscles.
Deeper. Deeper than she’d ever felt someone before, she was sure.
He climaxed again with a growl.
Joy whimpered at the sensation of the burning spreading out, lighting up her abdomen in the sublime pleasure-pain. Then the muscle-numbing sensation overtook her again.
Daveed left her body in a rush. The sting at the ring of her anus made Joy want to protest, to move, but none of her muscles were responding yet.
He didn’t tell me this was part of their mating. It was an intrusion.
He stretched her, pushing just inside her body. The spurt of Zhigaaal caused the iris to loosen, and he pushed deeper, withdrew until only the tip breached her, and thrust deeper again.
Her muscles gained strength slowly, but Joy didn’t move to unseat him. There was something about him fucking her ass, something possessive. He owned all of her, and Daveed could make even this appealing to her. She’d never allowed a man to do this to her before, but she wanted to let Daveed finish. She was sure even this would be mind-blowing.
As if in confirmation of that, his primary pressed to her seam. He held there, teasing her with double penetration. She wiggled against him, urging him on in movements when words deserted her.
“Are you comfortable with this, Joy? I can anoint your ass and leave it. It’s only required this once.”
“More. Please. More.” It was the most coherent thing she could manage.
He pressed deeper, filling both holes together. His primary and secondary brushed on either side of the barrier between the channels, crowding each other, filling her as she’d never been full before.
Joy moaned, raising her hips to play the two cocks inside her. That was all the encouragement Daveed needed. He pounded hard and fast, his noises rising. It took her only a moment to realize this was a particular sexual pleasure for him, something he liked to do but feared she wouldn’t permit him to.
The end came quickly, and his cum was soothing against her burning tissues. Again, her body went weak beneath him.
Daveed didn’t withdraw. He lay inside her, his secondary stirring slightly against her. He waited for her muscles to recover before he questioned her.
“Tell me what you want, Joy.” There was near plea in that.
“Release my hands.”
His brows went up in surprise, but he complied. His muscles tensed as if in expectation of some sort of attack.
Joy ran her hands down his chest, around his lower rib cage, and to his ass. She grasped at his buttocks and pulled him tight to her body, forcing her hips down to meet him with a groan.
He didn’t take the hint. “Tell me what you want, Joy.”
“Don’t you dare leave my body, Daveed.”
“Both cocks?” he asked, seemingly employing the last of his self-control. “Do you want both?”
“Oh, yes. Now.”
He thrust deep, moving minutely inside her, a gentle rocking that had her digging her short nails into the meat of his buttocks. She wanted him like this. Deep, hard, and filling all of her.
In moments, his heat and soothing cool were playing counterpoint inside her, forcing Joy to another climax with him. She was recovering from the stunning effects of it faster each time now, as if she was becoming accustomed to his effect on her.
“More,” she begged. “Daveed, please. Give me more.”
“Until you beg me
The secondary scorched a trail up her vaginal walls, and she bucked. The need for his primary hit her hard, and she tried to ask for it.
Daveed pressed her hard to the mattress, his body a delightful weight on her. “Soon, Joy. Let me anoint you with my secondary. Then you’ll be ready for my primary.”
He thrust the narrow column inside her, filling her body with the stinging pheromone. Joy screamed in the mixture of pleasure and pain. Her muscles failed her again, and she lay boneless beneath him, half-hearing Daveed’s soothing words.
“Again, Joy. Once more. Then we move on.”
He was thrusting again before she regained use of her muscles.
Deeper. Deeper than she’d ever felt someone before, she was sure.
He climaxed again with a growl.
Joy whimpered at the sensation of the burning spreading out, lighting up her abdomen in the sublime pleasure-pain. Then the muscle-numbing sensation overtook her again.
Daveed left her body in a rush. The sting at the ring of her anus made Joy want to protest, to move, but none of her muscles were responding yet.
He didn’t tell me this was part of their mating. It was an intrusion.
He stretched her, pushing just inside her body. The spurt of Zhigaaal caused the iris to loosen, and he pushed deeper, withdrew until only the tip breached her, and thrust deeper again.
Her muscles gained strength slowly, but Joy didn’t move to unseat him. There was something about him fucking her ass, something possessive. He owned all of her, and Daveed could make even this appealing to her. She’d never allowed a man to do this to her before, but she wanted to let Daveed finish. She was sure even this would be mind-blowing.
As if in confirmation of that, his primary pressed to her seam. He held there, teasing her with double penetration. She wiggled against him, urging him on in movements when words deserted her.
“Are you comfortable with this, Joy? I can anoint your ass and leave it. It’s only required this once.”
“More. Please. More.” It was the most coherent thing she could manage.
He pressed deeper, filling both holes together. His primary and secondary brushed on either side of the barrier between the channels, crowding each other, filling her as she’d never been full before.
Joy moaned, raising her hips to play the two cocks inside her. That was all the encouragement Daveed needed. He pounded hard and fast, his noises rising. It took her only a moment to realize this was a particular sexual pleasure for him, something he liked to do but feared she wouldn’t permit him to.
The end came quickly, and his cum was soothing against her burning tissues. Again, her body went weak beneath him.
Daveed didn’t withdraw. He lay inside her, his secondary stirring slightly against her. He waited for her muscles to recover before he questioned her.
“Tell me what you want, Joy.” There was near plea in that.
“Release my hands.”
His brows went up in surprise, but he complied. His muscles tensed as if in expectation of some sort of attack.
Joy ran her hands down his chest, around his lower rib cage, and to his ass. She grasped at his buttocks and pulled him tight to her body, forcing her hips down to meet him with a groan.
He didn’t take the hint. “Tell me what you want, Joy.”
“Don’t you dare leave my body, Daveed.”
“Both cocks?” he asked, seemingly employing the last of his self-control. “Do you want both?”
“Oh, yes. Now.”
He thrust deep, moving minutely inside her, a gentle rocking that had her digging her short nails into the meat of his buttocks. She wanted him like this. Deep, hard, and filling all of her.
In moments, his heat and soothing cool were playing counterpoint inside her, forcing Joy to another climax with him. She was recovering from the stunning effects of it faster each time now, as if she was becoming accustomed to his effect on her.
“More,” she begged. “Daveed, please. Give me more.”
“Until you beg me
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