Being pegged makes it hard to judge time

You feel the pressure reaching the limit but do not feel it as strongly in your balls as usual. Instead the pressure is inside, building up behind a dam, each thrust pushing Vatarie's hips against yours feeling like it is hammering at that dam. You let out a cough as you feel her free hand wrap around your neck. "Fucking whoever you want." Vatarie muttered. "You're mine, not theirs." her hand squeezed. It was nothing you could escape, it would be trivial to do so but this was feeling, better than expected. Maybe Edin's persistent bottoming had some advantages.

Cynthia let out a gag as she tried to take you a bit deeper into her mouth. She pulled free and coughed, her lips replaced with Vatarie's hand, a tight ring of her fingers quickly jerking just below your tip. "Fuck!" You moaned at the sudden increase of pleasure.

"That's right, this is mine." She stopped jerking keeping her finger a tight ring. "You're my mate." She bite your neck, hard enough that you felt her teeth sink into your skin, teeth suddenly much sharper and longer than they should be. She took a deep inhale and you felt her sucking at your neck wound.

Her hips hadn't slowed and the dam was bursting, however her fingers were stopping flood. "Vatarie." You moaned feeling a growing discomfort and the willingness to end this growing with it.

Her teeth pulled out. "Say your mine." She ordered.

"I'm yours." You said back earning a single stroke.

"You on his cock, don't spill anything." Vatarie commanded. Cynthia had been a bit stunned by what was happening above her, seeing you being dominated was clearly an unexpected outcome. But she wrapped her mouth around your cock and sucked a little too hard. "Cum for me." Vatarie whisper kissing your already healed skin softly.

You let out a groan and the dam burst. Vatarie kept thrusting milking your guts of all the cum inside, forcing Cynthia's suddenly infalted lips to reach their limit. You heard her sputtering around the load, trying to take it all without spilling and failing. The alien flavour and the volume was never going to let her open Vatarie's order.

You felt cum run down the outside of your cock as your last few shoot ran up it. Cynthia pulled away just before the end, the last few spurts landing on her face.

Vatarie stopped her thrusting and relaxed her grip on your throat. "Love you Hanun." She said using her hand to turn your head and kiss your lips gently. Her face had changed slightly. Golden eyes and longer canines were not joined by a more angular face, seeming to be more pointing at her nose and upper lip.

"Love you Hanun." You said back as her face returned to normal. If she was controlling it you weren't sure but it her normal self quickly returned. Vatarie smirked and pulled out of you. You let out a shaky, "Ah," at the sudden withdrawal. You looked down at Cynthia struggling to keep your cum in her mouth, the taste, she seemed to have decided is not for her.

Vatarie stepped around you and knelt down. Cynthia recoiled a little, worried she was still feeling domineering. She was right as Vatarie's hand snapped out, grabbing Cynthia's chin. "Next time you want to practice with my mate ask my permission. Swallow."

"Actually she has Princess Anastasia's permission. You can spit it out into this if you need." You kicked your underwear free and offered them. Cynthia didn't deserve Vatarie's ire, playful doming or not. Vatarie flashed you a pout but let go of Cynthia's face.

The sound of swallowing instead of spitting surprised the both of you. Cynthia shivered and gagged a few times before she said. "Princess Anastasia said I'm not allow to waste any..." She looked down at you cock and blushed. A hand reached up and scooped some of your stay spurts off your nethers. Taking a fortifying breath she stuck the fingers into her mouth and swallowed.

Vatarie rolled her eyes. "Guys won't like you doing that. If you want them to cum somewhere outside of you just give them a cloth or something." You cleared your throat and Vatarie looked at you. "Not you, normal guys." She said as if that fully explained everything.

"Not better." You said shaking your head. You'd kinda thought her general sexism had been overcome but you guess you can't exactly argue you aren't an exception while being, you.

Vatarie rolled her eyes. "You can't treat all guys like we treat you." Vatarie looked at Cynthia and grabbed her shoulders, standing up and pulling Cynthia up with her. "You want him just walk up to him and tell him to come to the baths with you. Its easy, you get them naked and you get to be naked around them without seeming like you are trying to take advantage of them."

It took you a second. "Is that why you invited me to the bath?"

Vatarie waved you away. "I didn't know you back then. Now I know I could have just asked for some." She was giving you a very critical look and you shut your mouth, knowing when you were logically trapped.

"Who is it that you like?" You asked Cynthia.

Cynthia chewed her lip but found some stray cum on it and gagged. "Oh please you just swallowed his cum don't be shy now." Vatarie sounded annoyed by having Cynthia's bashfulness.

"A-adam, he's the son of a Lord who owns some farming land just outside the capital. His dad and my mum work together to sell his produce." Cynthia fidgeted, there was still cum on her face so the bashful fidgeting, Vatarie was kinda right. It wasn't annoying to you but it wasn't endearing.

"I can talk to him if you want." You said.

"REALLY?!" Cynthia shone very bright eyes up at you. "THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU!" She tried to hug you but Vatarie grabbed her, catching her short.

"Great, he'll tell him to meet you in the baths, but practice is over now." Vatarie said lifting Cynthia up by the shoulders and carrying her to the door. "And if anyone else comes asking my mate for 'practice' I'm blaming you." She opened the door and plunked Cynthia down outside. "And this of wasting his cum." There was a loud band as Vatarie hit your door, other doors opened to try and figure out what the noise was. Vatarie closed your door before you could see how that played out.

"Not very nice. You did invite her to join."

"I was drunk." Vatarie said defensively approaching and wrapping her arms around you. "Did you like it?"

You thought about it for a second hugging her back. "It was, different." You settled on. You were on the fence about if you wanted to try again. It wasn't bad, and you did cum but you felt like Cynthia's mouth and Vatarie's hand were more involved in that than her hips and what was attached to it. "Did you like being my first?"

Vatarie's face broke into a very broad smile and she jumped up, wrapping her legs around you and kissing you happily. It wasn't overtly sexual just loving.

You walked over to the bed and lay her down. "I need to clean up and now you," you looked down at her pants and saw some of you cum on her, "need to change."

Vatarie pulled off her pants rapidly and shifted back to lay properly in your bed waiting for you to join her. You took grabbed your pants, "Boring." then stopped and looked at the window. On the other other side of it was Clare, hands cupped around her eyes to reduce glare fogged breath around her mouth.

"How long have you been there?" You asked her opening the window. She jumped inside landing on the same bed at Vatarie.

"Saw you throwing Cynthia out, thought you were using her as a foreplay devise and I was about to see some fucking not," Clare looked at you, pants off top on, "not," she looked at Vatarie still dressed and with the harness still on, "not," she looked back at you. "Noooooo, did I miss? Damn it. Come on man." Clare got onto her knees and harrumphed, folding her arms and giving you the stink eye. "You have one job, invite me to the fun fucking." She mumbled.

You rolled your eyes at the pouting Goddess and walked over ruffling her hair earning a rolled eye in return. "Where were you anyway? You left Gabrielle ages ago and weren't at the estate."

Clare's pout was broken by a pervy smirk. "No where." She teased.

"Is that going to cause a problem for me in the future or more immediately?" You asked.

Clare just winked at you. "If you'd invited me to the pegging I might tell you. Hey Vatarie wanna try that out on someone else?"

Vatarie looked down at the wooden cock still on her waist. She thought for a moment then shook her head taking it off. "Nah, was only good because it was Christopher. But, if you clean him off I'll let you into the bed with us."

Clare raised an eyebrow at her. "Peg one guy and suddenly your putting restrictions on a Goddess?" Clare unfurled from the bed and shuffled onto her knees on the ground positioning your hips so Vatarie could see as she ran her tongue up your thigh, collecting the cum that had dripped down. "Might have to insist you use that next time."

You laughed at Clare's rampant horniness, not that you much much of a leg to stand on. Vataire stripped off the rest of her clothes and climbed under the covers waiting for you. When Clare was done you pulled off your top and joined Vatarie. She cuddled into you and sighed happily. "You can lay on the foot of the bed." Vatarie told Clare.

Clare raised an eyebrow. "If you'd used that," she pointed at the harness, "I'd have listened but now." She walked around the bed to be on Vatarie's other side and lifted the covers exposing Vatarie's naked butt. "Hey Christopher, wanna double stuff little miss to big for her strap on?" Clare cock sprung forth and hardened. Vatarie looked at it then at you. You weren't sure if it was worry, excitement, concern or a smirk at getting what she wanted on her face.

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Hey all, let me know if there is too much, not enough or the right amount of smut in the story, being every three or four chapters between moments.