Page 50 of Advance and Retreat
“She’s naughty,” Wovir rumbled to Imon.“Maybe she thinks we’ll let it slide it since she’s in recovery and we have to behave.”
“Shehas to behave.I don’t feel we’re held to the same standard.”Imon’s evil smile made Toni’s heart skip a beat.
“As long as we’re careful,” Feru said.
“Of course.We’ll be sure she’s careful too.”
Imon stretched his beefy torso over Toni’s much slighter frame, his weight gently pressing her into her nest of pillows.His lips were warm and tender on hers, but when she gasped, his tongue invaded in demand.He tasted her thoroughly, leaving her head spinning.
He retreated far enough to peel the blanket from her.She wore a matching sweatshirt and pants.The ensemble was loose in the wake of her illness, even with the drawstring of the pants drawn as tight as she’d been able.
Imon ignored the pants for the moment to tug her shirt up.It had been baggy enough to allow her to forego a bra, and he growled appreciatively to see her breasts exposed.Toni wasn’t sure they were worth a fuss, as they’d lost some of their former roundness to Dark Death.At least they’d maintained their sweet teardrop shapes.That was something, she supposed.
All concerns about her appearance vanished as Imon hungrily mouthed each in turn.His mustache and goatee abraded her soft skin.Her sex clenched in reaction, especially when he delicately bit her already taut nipples.
She reached for him.From his position behind the low-backed couch, Wovir caught her wrists before she could grab handfuls of Imon’s wavy black hair.“Lie still,” he commanded, holding her prisoner as his clanmate licked and kissed and nipped and sucked the mounds he squeezed in his big hands.
Feru assisted by pulling her shirt over her head and up her arms.He and Wovir extricated her from the fabric, leaving her bare from the waist up.
“Such a thrilling playground,” Imon growled, doubling his efforts to drive Toni out of her skull.
Being held helpless, stripped, and carnally mauled by the trio excited her beyond reckoning.Her eager cries were drowned by Feru’s hair-raising kiss.Her pulse pounded in her ears and pussy, a drumbeat of need.
Imon relented only to pull the sweatpants’ drawstring, which she’d tied in a bow.“I smell a delicious cunt,” he whispered just loud enough for her to hear.“It’s begging to be eaten.”
The bald words brought a surge of heat to her womanhood.She gushed passion as he drew her pants down her legs, then her panties.
Feru stopped kissing her to ogle her nakedness, as Wovir and Imon did.The Dramok gripped her thighs and spread them to display her pussy.The vulnerability left Toni quivering, though she couldn’t help but notice how depleted she still was.Her hipbones and ribs jutted.
“Don’t,” she whimpered.“I look terrible.”
“Hush.You can’t be anything but beautiful,” Wovir corrected her.
“And desirable,” Feru added.“You’ll only grow more so as you continue to recover, which you’re well on your way to doing.”
“I’ll say.Look how wet this pussy is.How eager to be enjoyed.”Imon licked his lips, his gaze never moving from her sex.
“I’m so thin.So wasted looking.So...so pathetic.”Despite her ardor, she wanted to cry.How could they stand to see her in such a state?
“She’s talking nonsense.Keep her mouth busy, would you?I have the galaxy’s most incredible cunt to eat.”Imon sounded as determined as aroused.
Toni lost sight of him as Feru’s gorgeous face filled her vision.Another mind-stealing kiss erased the unshed tears.
Then a rough tongue swept her slit, and all embarrassment and grief disappeared.Imon licked her slowly, as if to savor every drop of her desire.He nestled himself between her legs, squirming until her thighs rested on his wide shoulders.
His shoulders were the last things on her mind as he lapped and lapped and lapped.His tongue moved from her opening to her clit, each languorous lick lighting fireworks.She writhed, and he pinned her legs so all they could manage was violent trembling.Her wrists pinned by Wovir, upper body weighted by Feru, and hips and legs immobilized by Imon, she was helpless to budge from under their lascivious mastery.
She felt as if electricity was zapping from her skin, especially when Imon’s tongue dragged along her clit.He abruptly sucked the swelling nub into his hungry maw, drawing on it as his tongue teased its tip.She squalled as a jolt of pure sensation galvanized her.It was so intense, it was nearly painful.She struggled to no avail.
Orgasm shot through her with next to no warning.She shuddered and screamed as it ripped her to pieces.There was no mercy to be had, however.Imon had battened on her, and he wouldn’t relinquish the vicious ecstasy that crescendoed again.She had no choice but to be shattered by excruciating rapture.
Imon at last returned to slowly licking her trembling folds.“Can’t drain my sweet Toni too soon,” he muttered between laps as she quaked beneath his attentions.“I insist she come for me a few more times.”
She groaned as Feru continued to kiss her deeply, his devotion leaving her lips tingling and feeling swollen.She wasn’t sure how much more she could take.
“Stand up, Feru.”Wovir’s voice was lust thick.“She deserves all the attention, but she also loves a mouthful of hot cum.She gets off on when we hold her down and fuck her mouth.I want to watch you do it to her.”
Feru shivered.His lips left Toni’s.He glanced briefly at the feral Nobek, then he stared in her eyes, breathing audibly.A couple seconds elapsed, and Toni had the feeling he was studying her for signs of exhaustion.
