Planet Athion: The Complete Series by Angel Lawson
54
Mercy
I feelhis weight behind me, the dual pressure of his engorged cocks, both settling against me. One presses against my entrance, the other slips between my legs. He’s slippery, more so than a human male, his body creating the lube he knows I’ll need to take in his length and girth.
My knees shake from my nerves, from the excitement. My back arches as I lean into him, feeling the tip of his cock rubbing against my clit. He moves behind me, hands on my breasts, mouth on my neck. I brace myself for when he enters me, but he goes slow and easy, excruciatingly so. It’s like he knows that by going at this pace I’ll beg for more and he can unleash his passion completely. Even so, he proceeds slowly and I feel my body widen around his size, gasping when he gets all the way in and once more at the dual sensation of feeling one cock inside and the other running along my nerves.
Did I think he was going to penetrate me with both cocks?
I did. And I want him to, but his hesitancy makes me know I may not be ready, but this? His motions pick up. Inside and out, this feels amazing.
I lift a hand between my legs, feeling his wet cock glide against my body. I reach down the length, cupping his balls that slap against my backside. His own hands wander, over my breasts, between my ass. He spends time there, playing with the puckered skin. Stretching, feeling, and the sensitivity forces my knees to cave.
“Stay with me,” he says, keeping a forceful rhythm. He’s everywhere at once. Lips against my skin, cocks rubbing, pounding, fingers pulling. One arm wraps around my waist to hold me up. My elbows shake as my orgasm builds, my body consumed with ecstasy. I’m barely holding on, hearing his breath quicken behind me, his hard abdomen knocking into my ass. I tremble as his finger works; pushing, pushing, pushing until my mind blanks, my body consumed, I shudder and cry, shattering into a million, quivering nerves.
He releases his pent-up emotions, growling in my ear.
“It’s like Laird sent you from his chamber of muses,” he proclaims, speaking nonsense. “I dreamt I’d be blessed with a woman, but never did I think I’d be as lucky as this.” His palm lays flat on my back and he slips into a faster, deeper rhythm. I’m barely coherent and he holds me up. Every nerve in my body is on fire. He comes, once inside and another against my fingertips, coating my clit. The sticky wetness feels good against the heat of my nerves, sparking a second round of shockwaves. His cock feels amazing buried deep inside. I cry, not wanting the wave to end, milking his body for everything he has to give.
He gives and gives until we’re a combined bundle of spent, panting nerves.
Slowly we extract our bodies and he turns me around, cupping my face and kissing me sweet and tenderly.
“Next time I want you in me—all of you—understand?” I tell him, although my knees are weak and I’m not sure I could have handled more.
His eyes darken and he nods. “Thank you for trusting me with your body and soul. The love I feel for you, Mercy Ladd, is beyond words.”
“I love you, too,” I say, my heart beating the truth.
His forehead meets mine. “Trust me when I say I’ll lay my life down for you before anyone takes you from me or my brothers. You’re ours. Mine.”
“That won’t be necessary,” I tell him and give him a small, soothing kiss. If anything, I think our lovemaking has riled him up more. “We’re safe now. We’ll go home and start fresh.”
I want him to agree but he doesn’t. There’s a set to his jaw—one I’ve seen before when he’s overthinking and brooding. It’s who he is and a side-effect of years under the Master’s rule. I can’t change that about him in one night, but we have more time than that. I have a lifetime to teach him to trust the future as much as I trust him.