Chapter 695: Drowning the bad thoughts (m)

Cass was a little worried and he felt he had every right to be. He’d been tossed onto his back on the large bed and three men loomed over him.

Two of them had glowing eyes, and the third? He might as well have them.

"Uh, guys?" Cass asked, a little worried as the bed creaked under him. Lucian’s thick, heavy palm pressed into the bed near his ear as the man smiled. He looked content, like he’d caught a wild animal and was now going to tame it. Edgar licked his lips, crawling onto the bed on the other side. On his knees, pushing his blonde hair back in a move that had Cass’ blood pumping.

Gideon was on the other side, staring at Cass like he was the vampire, not Edgar.

"I think," Lucian began softly, "that our sweet Cassy Baby needs a reminder that we care about him." Lucian’s tone sent a shiver down his spine.

"What do you mean by that?" Cass asked, his body already bracing for whatever they had planned. Lucian smiled and it was all teeth.

"Well, love," Gideon began, drawing Cass’ attention towards him. "I think if we make you orgasm enough that those foolish thoughts of worthiness can’t get a grip on you, that might work." Lucian let out a purr of approval while Cass gasped. Edgar grinned, so pretty and sweet that Cass knew this was a trap.

"W-What?" Cass squeaked.

"My my. Giddy, you took the words out of my mouth." Edgar murmured. "Tell me, Cass, since I don’t have a vagina, do you want to pump my mouth or my ass full of cum? I don’t mind either way. It’s the only way I can make it up to you." Cass didn’t even know what to say.

"What?" Cass felt like a broken record.

"And I’ll put my fingers and tongue to work." Lucian promised. "We need to get you stretched out and primed, dear Cass. My lovely, sweet, stubborn fairy."

"Mm. Both of us will." Gideon commented. "You have two holes, after all, and I want to let Edgar have options." Cass couldn’t breathe.

"I, what?" Lucian’s hand moved, cupping Cass’ cheek as Cass blushed.

"Oh, how lovely you are, blushing against the sheets. On his back? Side? Knees?" Lucian asked, turning his attention towards the men around him. Cass knew that if he actually protested, none of this would happen, he just couldn’t find it in himself to actually do that.

What in the world was going on?

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Cass was clinging onto the bedsheets, his nails having already torn it to shreds as he held on for dear life. Edgar, sweet, pretty Edgar, was slamming his body down on Cass’ cock, his ass holding onto him so tightly Cass felt like he was in hell, not just heaven. He was so warm and wet, sliding perfectly over his cock that Cass couldn’t even think.

It was made worse by the two men who had him splayed open for their enjoyment.

Cass was making a damn mess.

Gideon had his tongue and fingers buried deep inside of Cass’ ass. He was relentless against Cass’ sweet spot, touching and sliding against it like it was his whole damn mission. His tongue was warm and wet against his ass, licking and sliding in and out of his hole that Cass couldn’t even speak. Words had long since left him and only the sound of moans remained.

Lucian wasn’t making this any easier. Lucian’s dangerous tongue was buried deep, his nose rubbing against Cass’ tender, sensitive flesh. Cass could feel how wet he was, the sounds his lower half was making filling the air. He would have felt embarrassed if there was any emotion besides pleasure that could penetrate him at the moment.

Lucian’s thick fingers had started, gentle at first, one at a time but now Cass could feel how his knuckles rubbed against him, his fingers buried deep inside of him. Gideon and Lucian were fucking him with their fingers at different paces, their tongues different, their attitudes different. Combine that with Edgar milking Cass’ cock with both his mouth and his ass, Cass couldn’t fight against them.

He’d also cum so much that he couldn’t feel his legs. Not a drop had been missed from his cock. Edgar had drank up everything eagerly, the greedy bastard, and now he was trying to get another load from Cass. What worried Cass was the fact that he was able to continue giving him loads even when he wasn’t in heat.

Cass let out a whimper. He body twitched, squeezing down on the digits inside of him. God, his body was aching. They were making him cum, but he was feeling empty. Lacking. He needed more. Something thicker, heavier. More.

Cass whimpered again, his back arching as his cock slammed home inside of Edgar, pouring into the man as his legs shook. Edgar groaned, his eyes fluttering closed as he gave some quick, shallow thrusts, milking him even more.

"By the gods. You’re filling me up, Cass. It’s almost like you’re in heat." He teased, licking his lips as he stared down at Cass. Edgar was able to keep this up because he wasn’t touching himself and Cass couldn’t exactly touch him with his fingers as damn talons.

Cass gave the man a hopeless, lost look and Edgar’s face flushed. Unable to resist, he leaned forward, kissing Cass’ lips. Edgar moaned into Cass’ mouth and Cass swallowed it. His lower body twitched, his legs jelly and Cass knew that he was at his limit. Fuck. Fuck.

"P-Please." Cass whispered against Edgar’s mouth. "Please. I need. Fuck. I need cocks. Please." Cass begged. Edgar pulled back, staring down at Cass’ face. He cupped it, his hands warm, a little damn against Cass’ sweating face.

"Cocks, baby?" Edgar asked and Cass gave a small nod and a whimper in response. "Baby, we were just getting you warmed up. You can’t take two cocks right now." Edgar’s voice was sweet but Cass was in full disagreement. His eyes began to water, his lip trembling.

"Then why are you doing this to me? Now I feel empty from two holes." Cass was close to sobbing at this point and the tongues that had been teasing him pulled away.

"Love." Gideon breathed, his mouth wet from either his own saliva or what Cass had covered him in. "You yourself was hesitant about that." Gideon reminded gently and Cass felt his chest tighten.

"T-That was before you teased me. I-I’m ready. I’ve faced it. Please." Cass begged, putting his all into it. Lucian let out a low growl.

"If it hurts, you need to tell us immediately." Lucian warned. He wasn’t going to question what Cass wanted, but he was going to make him promise to speak up. Edgar crawled off of Cass and Cass was about to protest when he felt Edgar settle down beside him. He laid down, his arm sliding under Cass’ neck as he placed his other hand on his chest.

"I’m here." Edgar promised. "This is going to be overwhelming enough, so you let me support you this time." Edgar said. His face was flushed, his eyes monstrous, but he looked determined to be at his side. Cass whimpered, his lips trembling as Gideon and Lucian discussed the logistics of this.

"Eddie, you’re going to have to move. The easiest way this is going to happen with the least amount of strain on Cass is with me on my back, Cass in between us, and Gideon on top." Lucian said and Edgar nodded.

"Understood." Cass felt the loss of their fingers immediately, his sensitive, over-stimulated insides twitching. Cass tried to catch his breath, telling himself they weren’t leaving him like this, they were just getting ready for the next bit. Edgar helped him, watching Cass closely and encouraging his breaths while Lucian got into position. Was it terrifying that Cass was going to have him enter him first?

Yes, but Cass couldn’t fight this feeling either. He needed this. They hadn’t known what tree they were barking up, not when they’d committed to warming him up, but Cass felt such a deep hunger inside of him that he couldn’t ignore what the doctor said.

He was hungry, and he needed to be fed. So much so that it brought tears to his eyes. Tears that Edgar quickly wiped away as Lucian laid down on the bed.

"Hey, no crying, baby." Edgar tried to comfort him and Cass sniffed. He released his hold on the damaged sheets, slipping his trembling fingers down his body. They watched as he pressed a hand on his lower stomach, pressing gently.

"I’m just so hungry." Cass whispered. Edgar let out a shaky breath, and Lucian swore in his own language.

"Then come here, sweetness. I can help." He rumbled, his voice soft, warm and alluring. Cass whimpered, Edgar helping him up as Lucian reached for him. Cass found himself positioned on top of Lucian, their skin rubbing and his cock trapped between their bodies. Lucian’s hands slid up and down his back, petting him, calming him. "How’s he looking, Giddy?" Lucian asked and Cass liked the way his chest vibrated as he spoke.

"Good. I’ll align the smaller cock. You let me know if this hurts, Cass. Please." Gideon pleaded and Cass nodded. Cass was shifted closer, lower down Lucian’s body until he felt Gideon’s hand on his ass. Was this not what they originally agreed to? Yeah, but things were allowed to change. Cass was okay. He was okay.

The first swipe of Lucian’s cock took Cass’ breath away. The second had Cass’ already limp legs trembling. When Gideon angled Lucian’s cock to actually press against the newer entrance to Cass’ body, he shook.

"Cass?" Lucian asked, worried and Cass shook his head.

"C-Continue." Cass whispered. Lucian let out a soft growl, and Gideon continued. Cass couldn’t stop the soft whine that left his lips as the tip of Lucian’s cock pressed forward. His hands curled into his palms, his nails digging in. The thick smell of blood filled the air and Lucian paused. Edgar’s tender hands lifted Cass up and he took Cass’ hands away.

"No no." Edgar chided. "None of that. Let me help." Edgar licked Cass’ hands clean before interlocking their fingers. Cass wasn’t able to hurt himself anymore, Edgar was involved, and Cass squeezed his hands as Lucian’s head fully breached him.

He was inside.

"Oh fuck." Cass moaned, his body tensing around the time. Lucian’s growl was deep in response. Cass could feel his cock twitching and Cass let out a shaky breath. Gideon didn’t have to guide him more, instead letting them adjust. With each breath Cass felt Lucian sink deeper inside of him and Cass could barely breathe. He felt...fuck.

He felt thicker here, like he was truly intruding on a sacred space, compared to when he was in his ass.

"You’re so big." Cass whispered. Lucian let out a groan and Cass felt him thicken more.

"You’re going to kill me." Lucian rasped. He slid his hands down, grasping Cass’ ass in his hands. "I’m going deeper. Bite me if it’s too much." Lucian warned.