Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44307 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44307 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Mercy looks back and forth between us. “Do it,” she begs as she lifts her hips, trying to force us deeper.
Skarg and I nod and thrust through the thin tissue, breaking our mate’s hymen in a way that feels perfect. Doing it together, savoring the moment. Her innocence is essentially gone. All that’s left is filling her with our cocks. We’ll undoubtedly do that tomorrow after we’ve seen the doctor.
Mercy cries out and grits her teeth as her face scrunches up from the pain. She grabs both our biceps and holds on. “More…” she finally whispers.
We pull partly out and thrust back into her tight warmth, letting our fingers enter deeper. When she lifts her hips, we do it again.
I press my thumb against her clit as we continue to stretch her. The pain seems to have subsided. Her face softens until she’s no longer panicked.
There’s nothing sweeter in the universe than watching our mate lift her hips up and down, fucking herself on our combined fingers until she cries out yet another release.
Chapter Twelve
Mercy
When a hand strokes my back, I blink my eyes open and discover it’s no longer dark. I’m so warm and cozy. Every time I move, I ache all over. I feel like I was tossed around some sort of mosh pit all night long. Bruised and battered. Inside and out.
“It’s time to wake up, Baby girl,” Skarg whispers, kissing my temple. “We need to give you a bath and get a bottle in you before we head for the clinic.”
I shake my head. “Too tired. Don’t wanna.”
He chuckles. “Do you want to also have a sore bottom?”
Kafran spanked me in the middle of the night before the two of them debauched me in every imaginable way except one.
“Already sore,” I murmur.
He pulls the covers down my body and rolls me to my back. “Do you want your bottom to be even more sore, naughty girl?”
I shake my head. My hair is a wild mess of waves around my face. My breasts ache from being sucked so hard and from being pierced more than once. My pussy is pulsing because it never really stopped. I can’t even close my legs all the way to get relief because of the bulk of my soaked diaper.
Kafran was the one to diaper me after that last orgasm, and he palpated my bladder until I peed myself. I probably wet myself two or three more times since then. The absorbent material is heavy between my legs.
Kafran joins us. Both men look as though they’ve been up a while. They must have left me sleeping. Their hair is combed and slicked back. They have on pants.
I got my first glimpse at their cocks since we arrived on Eleadia last night, but they didn’t let me linger. They kept moving me around like a rag doll, preventing me from freaking out at the size of their erections. It’s not like I haven’t seen them before. I watched them change clothes while we were still on Earth, but they weren’t standing close, and they didn’t give me much time to gawk.
I’ve never seen a human’s penis, so I can’t know for sure what they might look like, but I suspect there is a proportionate difference between a human and an Eleadian man. My Papis have giant cocks. They may have put two fingers into me—both my pussy and my bottom—but those two fingers don’t come even close to comparing to what it will feel like to be stretched by their shafts.
Kafran lifts my hand to his lips and kisses my fingers before pricking one of them.
Seconds later, I feel a calm settling over me. I’m not sure I like the way they’re able to manipulate me with their serum, but it does come in handy when I’m stressed.
I’m also learning the difference. They can inject me with more than one type of serum. What they pushed into my nipples last night was not calming. It made me rabid for them.
Skarg quickly removes my diaper before leaning in to examine my pussy.
“Papi…” I complain. I still don’t like being so exposed. They do this a lot. It’s embarrassing every time they get up close and personal with my hooha.
Next, I’m swept into his arms, and he carries me out of the bedroom and into the kitchen.
Kafran starts the water in the basin, feeling it until he likes the temperature, and then I’m lowered into the warmth.
It’s true that the water on Eleadia feels so much better than the water on Earth. It’s so pure, free of the toxins we have on Earth. It makes my skin feel tingly and alive. It does the same when I drink it.
I don’t argue when Skarg restrains my wrists to the sides of the basin, nor when the two of them work together to wash my entire body. I’m used to it by now. I’m just glad that I’m able to fully sit on my own. I can even walk.