Serpent of the Abyss by S.J. Sanders

Chapter 46

Three pairs of hands touched her; three bodies pressed in close. Lori felt like she was floating as Daskh lowered her into the bed. Just behind her head, Slengral stretched out, his hands lovingly brushing against her cheeks as he bent down to press his mouth against her lips. Although he didn’t have anything like human lips, she enjoyed the brush of his tongues as they swept inside of her mouth, exploring and stroking intimately before they finally retreated. Drawing back, he smiled down at her, his hum still echoing in his chest.

The end of his tail curling around her, he nodded to her other two mates with a serene expression that seemed even more alien on him. Slengral was never serene, not when it came to her, and yet that showed her more than anything that he was completely at peace with this decision. His eyes were bright with excitement as he leaned in close.

“Your males have waited long for you,” he hissed, his nose brushing her jaw.

“Mine,” she agreed with a happy sigh, her eyes falling upon them once more with delight.

With a grunt, Daskh moved over her, his green eyes like spring grass on Earth as they roamed over her. Lori grinned up at him, her mind going back to the first time he had crawled into bed with her. She had been worried about what Slengral would do, but at the same time she hadn’t wanted it to end. Now he was all hers.

Her eyes traveled down his body, enjoying the view as he completely covered her. His heavy profile and dense musculature were all so very familiar, but what was new was standing proudly from his pelvis, just inches away from her sex. Thick and long, his cock thrust out from his slit, dripping precum on her hip as he leaned to press his mouth against hers as well, his tongue thrusting in her mouth with a dominating and controlled touch that left her panting against his mouth as he teased her pussy with the clustered heads of his dick.

“Do you accept my claim, hithana?” he murmured, a purr lingering behind his words.

She nodded her head with an edge of desperation. “Yes,” she whispered, her body pressing up into his.

He growled and pressed down on her, stilling her movements so he could brush his hands reverently in exploration of her body.

“So beautiful, my hithana,” he hummed, leaning down to nuzzle her breast.

Kehtal made an appreciative sound at his side, his hands stroking over her. He leaned forward, his tongues curling around her nipple to tug as she gasped and squirmed against Daskh’s cock. He chuckled when Daskh let out a deep moan and pressed his pelvis against hers so his sex slipped against hers to notch and press into her pussy.

Lori gasped at the pressure of the thick cock pushing through her folds to burrow deep within her channel. She wiggled helplessly, the intimate burn as he drove slowly into her stuffing her full. His hum changed and was accompanied by Kehtal and Slengral as they sang together, stirring her desires to a fever pitch. More arousal slickened the way so that he could push the rest of the way in, this time with far less effort and discomfort.

Fully seated, his song turned into a growly rumble of pleasure, his deep burgundy scales darkening even further with desire. He stilled as if afraid he would hurt her if he moved even a little. It was until she began to writhe against him, her body flushed hot with need and her blood singing under the enthralling songs of her mates that Daskh, his body shaking with the effort to maintain control, pulled out and drove back into her.

Over and over, his body pounded into hers, his gentle pace breaking out into something harder as he pressed her firmly into the bed. He nuzzled her cheek, his grunts all she could hear for a long moment until her pleasure made even them fade out as her orgasm spiraled through her, whiting everything out with bliss.

His tail jerked around, his secondary cock pushing in mercilessly with his primary, filling her to the point that one orgasm tipped into another as he ground deep, and locked into her. The pace was savage but when he came it was with a wide arch of his wings before they snapped down closed around and brutal snarl that careened into a sweet song as his cock twitched and released its hot seed within her.

Her body was still wound tight, her heart pounding when Kehtal took Daskh’s place between her thighs. He stroked her folds lightly, lovingly, his eyes gleaming down at her, observing her every reaction as he patiently worked her until he teased down a pleasant release that rushed through her limbs and belly.

He dragged his cheek against her breasts, neck and jaw, drawing her scent in eagerly with every brush of his mouth. She sighed, leaning into his gentle touch. A nip of his teeth showed a hint of cruelty and hardness within him, but the sting of his teeth was chased away by another tender touch as he played her body in a way that was surprising. It was as if he were intimate with every part of her, even though he hadn’t so much as touched her during their isolation together, leaving all the touching to her. She wondered how many times he fantasized about this very moment to be eagerly committing every plane and curve of her body to his memory.

His nose nuzzled a spot just above her ear, his breath warm against her flesh.

“Do you accept me as your mate?” he whispered.

A shiver stole over her, a breath escaping her with a sigh. “Yes.”

His mouth brushed along the line of her jaw until he reached her lips. He nipped her bottom lip, making her gasp before his cock slid in. Unlike Slengral’s sweet caresses and Daskh’s domination, Kehtal teased and playing, flicking his tongue against hers as she attempted to chase it. By the time he lifted his head, she was panting, her head thrown back against Slengral’s stomach, her mate staring down at her with amusement. Another touch from the male between her legs, this time on her slick folds, wrenched her attention from Slengral to stare down at her newest mate, his citrine eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

Mouthing her breasts, his tongue teasing her nipples, Kehtal lined himself up at her folds and pressed home. He didn’t so much as invade but slipped in with that constant, light pressure. It was as if he were in no hurry as he leisurely enjoyed her. The shift between gentle and sweet to hard and sharp left her gasping and excited, never knowing what sensations his next touch would bring. As his need heightened, his leisurely strokes broke into a wild rut, not so much the sort of plowing that Daskh gave her, but like a storm stirring within her as he plunged with quick, hard flexes of his hips. Even when he swelled inside of her, he rocked his hips in an insane rhythm that stole her breath. He pushed her to an edge of need that had her so eager that when his tail finally twisted around her so his secondary cock could join the first, Lori lifted her hips eagerly, needing that last pinch of pleasure-pain.

She rode out the exquisite feeling of his body driving against hers as his wings folded around her tight. An arc of sensual fire lit through her and then another, but it was only when he bellowed and released his seed that she tumbled right after him.

In the aftermath of their passion, she lay there panting, her newest mates curled around her, the hands petting her, sliding over her belly. She almost didn’t notice when Slengral shifted and moved out from behind her except that she missed her pillow.

Her head falling back, she frowned at him until he settled himself between her legs, his wings fanning wide. The smile he gave her was full of love.

“My turn,” he hissed, and he brushed his mouth and nose across her belly. “Now I am going to make you fly, ashlava.”

When she eventually came apart beneath his touch, all she could think was, boy did he ever.