Kings and Sirens (The Blood Falls Book 2)

Leena

I was still high on the cosmic alignment, my body ringing for another orgasm, but Atsila demanded we clean up first. At least he agreed that the night wasn’t over. If I had one night with him, I was going to make the most of it.

So I went to the showers and got clean, but since pretty much everyone was naked and fucking, I didn’t bother with clothes.

And neither did he. My body vibrated the moment I laid eyes on him. His cock was still enormous, laying against his thigh like a third arm. He sat on a bench on a side path waiting for me.

“What’s the plan?”

His dark, aroused eyes traveled over my naked body, taking an extra moment to enjoy my breasts. There were perks to being different. “No plan.”

The sounds of moaning nearby drew my attention. Just feet away a threesome was having sex on one of the sofas. Two males and a female. The larger male sat with his feet tucked under him. A smaller male sat the same way, facing him, straddling one knee. They had a female pinned between them. Her back was to the bigger male, her breasts in the face of the smaller male. Both their cocks were in her core. The bigger male had his arm wrapped around the smaller male’s waist, holding the threesome together. The female reached up and back—like I had done earlier with Atsila—wrapping her arms around the bigger male’s neck. The smaller male moaned and began sucking on her nipple.

It was…very erotic to watch. So I sat down beside Atsila. “I think we should enjoy them. They seem to want that.”

“Every Heida likes to be watched, Leena.”

Except Atsila. At least not all the time. “So let’s watch them.” I found it fascinating that they had their cocks shoved up tight against each other, pounding into her pussy at the same time. I also found it fascinating because Atsila alone was that big around when we started. And when we ended…whew! He was like a damned tree trunk. My favorite part of it all was how heavy his dick got. There was something about having all that weight pressing inside, straining for more…

“You’re aroused again. You like watching them?”

“I do…but that’s not what got me really going.”

He sat a little straighter, the giant length of his still hard erection only moving slightly. It didn’t hang down to his knees any longer, but it came to the midpoint of his thigh still. And it was as thick as his forearm.

Absolutely blew my mind that I enjoyed him so much my body willingly changed to take as much of him as possible.

“What got you going?”

It was funny when he repeated my wording like it was another language. “I was thinking about how interesting it is that they’re fucking her with their dicks together like that. Then I thought about how you were bigger than both of them before we even started.”

“And that aroused you?”

For some reason—probably a cosmic reason—I slipped down to my knees and took his enormous erection between my hands like I’d done earlier. “I told you. I’ve fantasized about this my whole life.” It took both my hands to circle his cock and I stroked him slowly as I licked at his tip and sucked gently.

“Fuck.” He sank into the bench and let his head loll backward. His arms stretched out along the back. Behind me the threesome moaned and cried out, changed positions and began fucking harder. I tried to imagine what they were doing but mostly just focused on making Atsila lose his mind. I was glad he was finally able to fully let go at the end, but it wasn’t the kind of wild I wanted. It might never happen with as controlled as Atsila was, but it was fun to think of it as a goal I might one day be allowed to achieve.

He shrank a little at a time until he was small enough that I could wrap my lips around him again. I realized that at some point he started watching the threesome. His fingers wove into my hair and gently guided me.

“Another female has joined them. I don’t understand why I’m still hard or that I still want to shove my dick into the back of your throat. I should be satisfied.”

I sucked and sat back on my heels. “It’s almost Midnight Dreams. None of us can be satisfied.”

“Do you want to go back to my tent? Or back to the archives?”

I stood up. “I don’t want to go anywhere.”

He blinked up at me. “You want to stay here? And what? Watch everyone? Or have them watch us?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know if I care one way or the other. I just don’t want to move when this bench seems like a really good place to ride your cock.”

His mouth clamped shut with a snap. “You like the adrenaline rush of not getting caught.”

“Maybe.” I straddled him. Behind us the threesome—foursome—was too busy to care. Down the road I could hear the roar of bears in orgasm. And now that I could see behind Atsila I realized there were several pairings having sex in the dark of the woods beyond us.

“We should be very quiet.” I sank down onto his cock, stretching all over again to accommodate his Heida girth. When he began to moan I covered his mouth. “Quiet. Now give me your cock.”

He kissed my palm and playfully bit it. “Yes, Leena.”

Over his shoulder I watched as two females sucked and fingered each other. A male pounded into another male, who pounded into a female braced against a tree.

Being able to watch all of the couplings so freely thrilled me.

“Fuck, Leena. You’re insatiable.” He threw his head back, neck and shoulder muscles straining as he grew for me all over again. I kept him wet and lubricated as I rode him hard and fast. Desperate really. There was something about all the moaning that made me want to come over and over again.

A male walked through the woods holding hands with a female. His erect cock stood at attention, long and thick, but not as long and thick as Atsila’s. They suddenly stopped at a tree. The male lifted the female’s leg and thrust up and into her.

When they were done the moonlight caught his erection. Twice as big as it had been when they started. The female seemed woozy and had screamed quite a lot while she came.

“Does it hurt?”

Atsila’s hands were on my hips, thrusting his cock up and into me while also pulling me down against him hard. “Does what hurt?”

“When a Heida male grows to please a Heida female? She doesn’t grow like I do. So does it hurt?”

I wanted more so I rolled my nipples and waited for the electric jolt. It shot from my fingers through my body to my core, tightening around Atsila’s cock, forcing it to thicken and lengthen for my pleasure.

“Well, there’s a difference, I think. We find some pain quite pleasurable. So in a way, yes, it can be painful, but that’s a good thing.”

Fascinating. I had a feeling it would take a harem of Wren men to satisfy a Heida female.

“Every time you pinch your nipples your pussy squeezes my dick.”

I pinched them again. “Yep. Sure does. Do you only have sex in this form or do you have sex in shifted form?”

He jerked, eyes flying back open. “Do you?”

“Yes. I’ve had lots of sex in both forms.” It was different and wonderful.

He blinked a few times, then nodded. “Yes. I have sex in both forms.”

Playing with Atsila’s mind had been fun. He got off on seeing me small and him enormous. I toyed around with it, making him seem bigger to himself, then making me look tiny, then finding somewhere in between that satisfied us both with little work from me. I couldn’t help but wonder what he’d be like in bear form, though. Enormous and wild.

I poked at his brain and turned us both into bears.

“What the fuck?”

I kissed his throat where I wished he’d let me bite and drink. “Just more mind games. Relax.”

“I don’t find this fun.”

I morphed myself back to normal but left him as a bear. “Not even this? Come on. You know you’ve been fantasizing about this.”

He growled low in his throat. “That’s not the same thing.”

“Why not? It’s not real. It’s role play. You and I simply think you look like a bear. You haven’t shifted.”

My thighs stretched wide to straddle his hips now. His cock was swollen and enormous as it pumped into me. My fingers ran through his fur. He licked my throat and then down to my nipples, flicking the tip across them while I arched up for more.

His thick arms and paws cradled me to him as he played with my breasts properly for the first time all night.

“You like fucking a bear?” He thrust up and into me hard and deep, stretching and growing to fill me up tight and force me to stretch for him.

I stroked his fur and looked down at his enormous cock slamming into me. “Very, very much.”

“Then let’s see what you can handle.” He flipped me around, knees on the bench, hands on the back. He slammed back inside me in one punishing stroke. My breasts swang, hitting the bench with little bursts of electricity that shot through my body and squeezed his thick cock tight. It was a lot. Not as much as earlier, but with the mind tricks adding to the confusion and pleasure, it felt like much, much more.

Like I was being fucked by a bear.

If this was my one night with Atsila, I might as well get all my fantasies out at once. His paws held my hips captive, forcing me to take each brutal stroke. It sent shockwaves of pleasure-pain through my body. When I looked up I caught sight of two males fucking a female. One male lay on the ground, fucking into her core, the other male behind, fucking her ass. Her breasts swang like mine did and I felt the mutual connection, the visual matching my physical reality.

Then Atsila reached his paws up and palmed my breasts, toyed with my nipples at the same time the male began sucking on her nipple. I imagined Atsila was sucking on mine instead of fingering it. A wild bear of a samhain dwarfing my breast as he devoured my nipple. His enormous cock too big as he shoved it inside me anyway. Maybe this fantasy was more for me than him, because the idea of me, small and samhain, being taken by an out-of-control bear thrilled me. I couldn’t stop thinking about Atsila, three times my size, fucking me as long and hard as he wanted.

He seemed to enjoy the fantasy too because his cock grew and grew as his strokes became faster and harder. His dick slammed into me and split me apart, stretching me wider and wider, forcing me to take more of him, like the wild bear we both imagined him to be.

There was another side of the fantasy. The gentle giant side of it. I saw that when he flipped me around again, holding me up in his arms, cradling me in his paws as he stroked slowly into my channel and tongued my nipple. He moaned against my skin, not hurting me even though he was enormous. His teeth tugged and my core squeezed his thick erection. Then he brushed his cold nose against my nipple, the sudden change a welcome shock.

“You’re enormous,” I whispered, completely consumed by the fantasy. I wanted to be fucked by a bear. I wanted to be owned by this wild side of Atsila. “Fuck me. Take all of me.”

He growled low in his throat and held me out as he stroked his cock in and out in a slow torture. “Watch, Leena. See it.”

I looked between us. One giant muscular body holding me like delicate glass. Then down to this cock, every bit as long and thick as before, only now it was throbbing and swollen, straining out from his furry body and into my samhain core, coated in my arousal. The veins bulged along the length. He stroked it inside me and pulled it back out so I could see the ridiculous size difference again. All the wet, swollen, throbbing inches of him. Then he thrust hard and fast, deep, until all I could see was his body meeting mine. His fur tickled along my swollen folds and teased my clit.

“You want me to take you? But do you really mean that?” He grunted and panted like he was just barely holding himself back.

Adrenaline and desire coursed through me. “Please?”

He swore and flipped me back around, placing me on the bench. He spread me wide and then thrust back inside. His paws moved over my skin, reminding me of my fantasy. He pulled back out to the tip as he palmed my breasts, tugging my nipples as hard as he shoved his cock inside me.

It triggered my orgasm. Wave after wave of electricity cascaded down from my scalp, washing through my body, seizing my muscles until it reached my core and clamped down so tight Atsila couldn’t withdraw. He roared in frustration as I milked his cock, feeding my orgasm into another round of aftershocks that seemed to go on forever.

When he could finally break free, Atsila took me even harder, losing most of his control in the process, until he jerked and filled me up with his heat. I let the illusion go and collapsed onto the bench, looking around to see if anyone was watching. There was no one. Everyone was too consumed by their own orgasms.

“Well, I guess this calls for another shower.”

Atsila laughed, still panting. “That really turned you on? Being fucked by me like that, I mean?”

He was having a very hard time understanding his version of a delicate Wren was not my reality. “Best sex ever.”

His eyes flashed. “Good night, Leena. We have a big day tomorrow.”

I stood up and started for the showers. “Good night, Atsila. Hopefully you can sleep now.”

I grinned when his grumbled reply reached my ears. “Not after that.”