Page 52 of Let Me Win You

“Nope. Not until I seethem.”

Propped on his arms over me, he dropped his head between his shoulders.

“Be careful what you’re asking for, sweetheart. You tempting me may end up with you being thoroughly fucked.”

“I’m sorry. Did I not make it clear?” I batted my eyelashes at him before reaching to stroke his horns again. “That’s exactly what I’m hoping for.”

“Fuck,” he growled, but didn’t move away. Instead, he tilted his head into my caress. “It feels so fucking good, Nic. I’ve forgotten how good it can feel.”

“I guess there was no time for this during that night of three-hundred-and-fifty souls, was there?”

“Will you ever forget about that night?” He winced.

“How could I?” I smiled. “It’s an achievement, honey. And all achievements should be celebrated, no?”

He cupped my breast, sliding his thumb over my hardened nipple. I arched my back with a moan, and Invi smirked.

“I’ll make you forget, my dear Nicole. I’ll fuck you so hard, you’ll forget your own name.”

“Promise?” I quipped, making him chuckle.

“You got your way, bold little wench.” Pushing away, he straightened his back and placed his hands on his hips.

Arousal rippled through him in pink swells. The squares of his abdomen flexed. The outline of the lowest pair of them wavered, then split low in the bottom.

A massive cock sprang out, hard and straining. It seemed bloated in the middle, with round little bumps dotting its entire length. It leaned to the right, as the second one, identical to the first one, emerged leaning to the left.

“There really are two,” I gasped in disbelief.

Knowing that fact beforehand didn’t fully prepare me for this sight. Each of the cocks was thicker and longer than my forearm.

Invi inhaled, stretching his back. His magnificent dicks bobbed in the air, turning from green to the most vibrant magenta. I reached to stroke them both.

“How does it work? Do you come from both of them at once? Or from one at a time?”

“I feel climax with my entire body, darling. For a spirit, sex is not for procreation but for pleasure. And pleasure is everywhere… Nic, please…” He dropped forward, propping himself on his outstretched arms as I kept touching and squeezing his double equipment. “You have to slow down, or I…”

He thrust his hips into me, making me lose my grip on his cocks.

“I want to see you come, Invi. Can I keep touching you, please?”

“I’m not coming alone, sweetheart. You’re coming with me.”

“Except that neither of these will ever fit in me. Forget about both at once.” I sighed, disheartened.

“I’ll make it fit.” He grinned. “Which one do you want? The left or the right one?”

I bit my lip, eyeing his cocks.

“It’s hard to choose. They both are so perfect. Well, let’s start with the left one. What do you think?”

“The left one it is then.” He stroked his cock, and it shrank in his hand, both in girth and length. “How small do you want it?” He stroked again, making it even smaller.

“Wait.” I stopped him mid-stroke. “Let’s not overdo it. May I?” I took it from him.

The appendage was harder than the rest of Invi’s shape, but it still had a pleasant give when I squeezed it lightly.

Invi used the moment to slide his hand between my thighs.

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