Page 72 of Five to Love Him
“It’s hot,” I said.
“That’s you, Leo. You’re hot. Bear down, if you can.”
Teeth closed around my skin, but there were so many sensations happening all over that I wasn’t able for the life of me to say where on my body. My field of vision was filled by one of them holding my head up and watching me closely, and when my senses cleared, I was feeling full all over again.
Their cock was inside me, one of their cocks. It wasn’t in all the way, I knew that by the way their fingers dug into my sides, by the pressure from behind me, even by how they clenched around my own cock.
A stray thought found its way into my mind. Was it possible to give this to all of them, to each of them, to take the five of them in turn? I had no idea how I would fare, because this was all new for me, but maybe I could do it for them one day soon. I wanted to give back instead of take.
“Talk to us,” one of them said.
“I’m here.”
A soft chuckle, breath close to both my ears. “We know.” “We see only you.” “Is it good? Does it feel good? You must tell us.”
They’d stopped moving, which was good, giving my senses a break to take everything in. I tried cataloguing it, but doing this with a hive was like eating different kinds of hot sauce. All of it was hot, very hot, and the flavor went from your mouth to every other part of your body, all the way down to your toes where it couldn’t really be hot anymore due to the lack of taste receptors in your feet, but was, sort of.
“You’re better than spicy food,” I told them, my brain doing a shitty job at converting my thoughts into words.
“Hmm.” They rocked their hips, and I wasn’t sure which one of them did, only knew that the cock inside of me reached places that lit up the reasoning center of my brain and made it shut down for good. “Spicy is about right. Leo, it’ll go quickly. Do you know that your eyes are all one big pupil and sort of glazing over? And you haven’t even cum yet.”
I hadn’t? I wasn’t really able to tell the difference anymore or thought I wasn’t. That is until they moved in and out of me, pinned me between their hot bodies, and increased the speed and pressure.
I heard that sex sound, bodies slapping against each other, and pinned between them, something sharp and bright washed over me, and I was cumming. My vision faltered, and I heard myself scream though they, too, moaned out their lust.
At some point, my eyes still unfocused and my entire body limp, I worried about Bruno. Had one of them thought to turn him to face the window? Bruno shouldn’t have seen this. I had a feeling it was the absolutely hottest thing bar none ever to transpire on this hemisphere, and my old teddy bear had not been made for this.
“Bruno is right here,” one of them said.
Had I said that out loud? I opened my eyes, not realizing they’d fallen shut, and saw the bedroom almost dark around me. The hive was touching me, running damp towels over me.
“What’s happening?”
They laughed softly. “You passed out a little bit. Well, not passed out. You were floating on pleasure. We’re cleaning you up, and then you’re going to sleep.”
That made sense. “Okay.” Then I remembered something else. “Did you cum too?”
Lips found mine, and the soft kiss stretched as they whispered into my ear, “We did. So much. You exhausted us. We can’t wait to get exhausted again.”
I nodded, savored the kiss. I had no memories of saying anything in return, sleep falling over me like a thick blanket.
***
There were hivelings all around me. A thin sheet had been draped up to our middle, but my head was on one of their chests, the rise and fall calming, and arms and hands covering the rest of me like kisses.
“Good morning.”
I forced my heavy lids open and blinked a few times before I could see one of them standing in the door, neatly dressed and looking ready to leave the house.
“Yes, good morning.”
“How are you feeling?” another one asked, though I didn’t see which. I spotted Bruno. He’d rolled onto his back and was about to fall off the edge of a pillow.
I moved around, carefully because I didn’t want to accidentally hit them, but I managed to turn onto my back, my head landing on the crook of their shoulder. My muscles were sort of sore, the good kind, like after exercise. I tensed, and my butt was similarly sore, not painful at all.
“Good. Spent. Did we go all night?”
They huffed with amusement. “Not even close.”
