Chapter 23

A hybrid soul bond changed things; it always did.

But the solution was simple when it came to a family that was far beyond the honeymoon phase of their relationship. God, they'd came in her, put a baby in her womb and she'd birthed it out. Surely, a hybrid soul bond would be no big deal.

It should be methodological, because it didn't take long for her to sweep her arms around her nearest victim pulling him in for a kiss. Her hands were on his far too over-clothed form, fingers tasting the hot burning planes of skin under soft clothes.

And it was easy, too damn fucking easy to deepen the kiss, taste the wet heat of him that was tinged with sleep. And he exhaled, a breathy gasp that escaped his throat so strangely unlike him. A choked-out groan, that grew as her fingers flew to his newly formed tail. Her hands dipping down to his underpants to feel at the fuzzy growth. But what greeted her was not the stub of a rabbit's tail, so fluffy that it puffed and warmed cold fingers. But a long, warm skinny thing that twisted to a furry tip. She let out a laugh.

"You've got to be kidding me," was her squeal as she squeezed at it, fingers rubbing at the fuzz. It seemed to turn him on, or at least it sent a shiver down his spine. One that she felt as his body jolted under her. His eyes that were usually so filled with intelligence and knowledge, were now almost dull with his lust.

"Amber," was the husky snarl from Casper, whose voice was usually like cocoa and milk. Nothing like the animalistic grunt she heard now, and she found the urge to hiss, to bare her teeth at him like some goddamn animal. Her body clenched, want saturating between her legs and to that his nose seemed to flare, lips parting as if tasting her in the air.

She loomed over him, straddling his thighs. And her eyes found the new slit of gold between each pupil. His hair was a tad messier than usual, dimples gone with the graveness in his expression. And she stared at the waves of gold that framed his face, and then pretty feline ears that sat on the top of his head—a beacon of his newfound identity. They darted, quivering as they turned to face her, almost attentive. His new tail slapped at her thigh, she stared at it. The hair at its tip, and the skinny length was familiar.

"Love," he muttered. "Move back now." He warned, his grip tightening on her ass, fingers groping at flesh. "Get off me right now." Oh, right. He told her to promise him that they would have no more. She promised that she would be better. That she wouldn't make the same mistake again. She pulled away, darted backwards against the wall, exhaling tightly. "Goddamn it," was his curse from his lips, "you just don't know how to be good do you?" A raised brow and a small laugh resounded through the room.

His response shattered her mildly, and for several seconds she exhaled. Her hurt displayed plainly on her face. But she hid it quickly, knowing that his denial was not about her but more for her safety. And of course, she'd been bad. She swallowed, thickly, pursed her lips at the sweetness that dripped in the air. Was it from her or from them? She shut her eyes, felt a quiver drive through her, pounding tightly at her clit.

"Oh no," she hissed, then a chuckle escaped her lips. "Oh no."

"We shouldn't have waited!" Hikaru screamed into his hands, her eldest soulmate was almost sobbing. His body shaking as he squirmed on the bed, hips twisting and twitching almost gyrating against the sheets. "We should have done something! Anything!" His new ears were strange, stiff at the top of his head, twitching as they moved and a pretty hazel. "What the fuck are we going to do tomorrow? How can we perform? How can we solve this?"

"We'll think about it," Oliver announced, eyes wider than usual, white furry ears sticking out from his head. They bounced as he moved, loopy as they flopped over his head. "After we solve the problem, right?" he bounced across the bed, fixated on her in strange ways. His eyes were drawn to her lips, studying them as if in a daze. "It's so easy! All we have to do…" There was a pant in his voice, a breathy exhale as he bounded up to her. And now she noted the wag of a tail that escaped the edge of his sweats—white, and so goddamn fluffy it curled upwards like a thick tuft of fur. He leaned forward, smile blinding. "Just got to fuck—"

"Don't," Amber stopped him, darted back, with a strange thunder of her heart. She squeezed her thighs together, almost whimpering. "I promised Casper we'll fix our souls first. And we will. Not going to make the same mistake again. This—We should check."

"Yes," Casper answered, a growl seeping through his throat. "We'll wait because we want to be safe."

"That's going to take months," was Oliver's wail, hands reaching for her making grabby moves, fingers squeezing at the air. "I'm not good at this. This isn't fun," his eyes grew wider he perched at her knee. Something he'd never done before, his head tilting, tongue almost lolling from animated lips. "This doesn't feel good. Is this what you feel all the time JieMi? It's torture!" Her gaze turned to her soulmate, noted the stunned look of her bunny. His ears alert as he stood, as still as a tree, as poised as his animal counterpart. He did not move, did not seem to breathe.

"JieMi?" She tested. "JieMi?" There was a blink, a single bounce and he was by her side, the animal in him strangely frozen as he curled into her side, sniffing then nibbling on her skin. His hands moving up her flesh, warm and solid as it darted under her shirt. There was a hiss of warning from Casper and he stilled for a full second and then continued.

"There's…Something…I'm scared of something," was his whisper. His nose scrunched, turned round eyes to her. "But not you. Not you. I could. I could move if I look at you. I could, I could touch you. I could fuck you. I think." There was a soft moan from his lips one so dreadfully sinful her body seemed to squeeze, pleasure bursting through the seams. And it bloomed at her nipples, spreading across her body like a wildfire of heat that it almost hurt.

"You've got to be kidding me," was her laugh.

Her attempt to stop the need that coiled tight in her belly, far too strong, way too much. There was a scream from another room, rippling through them and fuck it just wasn't about her anymore. For the sound twisted down her throat, burning in her chest, and she was darting towards it already bridging gaps in her mind. MinJae. She pushed the door open, moving rapidly eyes adjusting to darkness. Her hands slapped for the light, and it flickered on, burning her vision. She winced.

"What's wrong?" she gasped, something inside her twitched. Her eyes tunnelling for her man, and he stood. His silhouette was strange. He turned, his eyes now almost hauntingly sharp, a darkened slit down the centre. The planes of his face sharper, skin almost glittering softly in the light.

"I'VE GOT TWO DICKS!" was the wail from her soulmate, tears dripping down his cheeks. His hands fisting around the protrusion at his groin. He tugged his pants down revealed it to her without warning. "WHAT'S GOING ON?"

And he did, slotted at his groin, was a skin like partition that revealed the two penises he now sported. They protruded in each direction, red, hard and dripping. If she thought his cock was good, two seemed almost better. The look of it was alien, and yet her mind could only coin it as pretty.

She knew his dick the way a wife would, knew it's girthy curved length, the pretty pink blush of its head. The spongey mushroom head, the throbbing slit—both were the exact colour of his bubble lips. But with two now it seemed almost far too erotic, the way they both dripped with pre-cum, his salt just begging to be tasted. She'd struggled to swallow down just one, the bulge of it obscene at her cheeks. But two? Her breath caught in her throat, already picturing the stretch. Fuck.

Her eyes moved upwards to him, meandered over planes of hewed torso and smooth muscular slopes. And already her mouth salivated with what it would mean, what two would mean. What two inside her would mean, too thick, too hot, struggling and twitching. It must feel good, must feel dangerous to him. He moved, and they bounced almost rhythmic, insanely lewd. But he moved forward, his eyes drawn to her.

"Oh, oh fuck. God, you look delicious baby. Really, fucking delicious," he began to hiss, the tears were wiped from his cheeks. His croon was almost melodious, and his hard cocks, caged between his fist pumped to rise further seemed to twitch. "Actually, I take it all back. Maybe this would be really, really good."

"This is a circus." Ezra entered, a sleepy groan on his lips, he scratched his head, and she noted now the ears. "Put your dicks in your pants."

"Think about it," was MinJae's hasty, excited whisper. "I could fuck you both at the same time." There was a pause from her usually logical soulmate. His blinks rapid as Ezra eyed MinJae's groin, then her.

"That's not possible…Based on our anatomy."

"You could sit on me, both of you at the same time…" MinJae's voice grew pitched. "Two…Two at the same time." He was almost dreamy. "The both of you just need to be ass to ass. And we just have to be a little careful. Don't want my dicks to break.

"My ass is not that flat," Ezra interjected, "and you forget that I now have this long fucking thing that's always in the way." He tugged at his new tail, showed the fuzzy thing to her. It curled around his legs like a second limb of rosettes and spot of colours. "I think I must be some sort of monkey."

"Cat," she offered with a snort. "Jaguar? That's so damn cool."

"Not as cool as my double dicks." MinJae spoke then seemed almost needy, his voice a pathetic little whine that stretched, breathier, heavier. He quivered as he reached for her, arms wrapped around her waist. "Fine, clit to cock. You could wrap your legs around Ezra and sit on me together. What do you think? Isn't that fun?" His hands were colder, and she gaped now at the scale like texture on parts of his face. The refraction of light shimmering over his body.

Sieon's groan was almost annoyed, as he plundered into the room with noisy slaps of his bare feet. "Shut up, the baby is sleeping." His voice dipped into a low growl, stepping into the room, the rumbles spreading as he bounced Rumiko in his arms. "Looks like JieMi's bond is screwing around with us." His eyes darted to hers and need thrummed within their depths. "Oh damn, you look really good with those tails and ears." His brows furrowed, upwards they quivered. "Oh…did you know I've always fantasized about roleplaying with a cat girl? Will you meow for me, beautiful?"

"You did?" her tail curled as he approached her to touch her new silky coat. His fingers, dancing down the tricoloured rings. She swallowed, mouth growing dry.

"It looks like a butt plug," he was whining. "But it moves, and it's warm! Oh, this is so good." And then there were hands on her head, Ezra touching her ears. His hands stroking the tips, she purred as he stroked at a good spot and her eyes widened as MinJae slapped her ass a full-blown shiver rippling through.

"It looks good on you," Ezra agreed. "I want to look at it from the bottom up," his eyes were shining, almost gold. "Would you drop those pants for me? I just want to see where the tail starts."

"Boys," she hissed as hands tugged at her tail, pressure at the base of her spine. She slapped at those hands with a hiss.

"Mm," was the growl by his side, Sieon grinning. "We could do something with this. Doesn't Mommy look so pretty?" he turned to Rumiko who gurgled, eyes wide squeezing at Ezra's new tail. The door clicked open, and the rest of her boys stepped in.

"Family meeting after you put the baby back to sleep," Casper growled. "Now."

-

There was no sleep to be had, not one with eight animals in their household. But they sat with their legs bouncing, restless need spreading. It didn't take long for fingers to search, for google to be their advisor at the crack of dawn. The need to fuck spreading through. Their baby slept in a quiet room; a baby monitor perched on the table in a warning of her needs. At least she was agreeable, had been extremely pleased with her mommy's newfound tail.

Rumiko had giggled laughed and slobbered all over her fur. The baby had fallen asleep with Amber's tail wrapped around her body. Ezra's own in her tiny little fist. Her soulmate had grunted, seemed genuinely in pain as he pried open her monster like grip.

Rumiko seemed to be the only thing keeping everyone sane. But their eyes scooped across the room, seemed to drink Amber in with a haunting look deep in their eyes. They were obsessed with her tail, their eyes drawing to the sway of it from her nerves.

"I'm a snake?" MinJae sighed, flopped down to check his nails, still fiddling with his sweats, unable to get comfortable with the stretch. They tented in his pants, a strange look that had her laughing at first. "Fan-fucking-tastic."

"I don't think of this as a liability," was Ezra's answer, a purr escaping his throat as she scratched his ears. "I'm quite happy with how I look, Cheetah animal prints is in fashion." He gave a shrug, a low grunt as he shifted. "But I want to rip open these pants, it needs a hole at the base. The elastic is pressing on my tail." He chose instead to tug it lower down his hips, shifting about. And Amber swallowed thickly, her eyes drawn to the V-lines at his hips, the tuft of hair that started at his belly button and disappeared down his pants.

"I'll say you're a Jaguar," was Casper's answer, clearing his throat. "Amber's right with the colour of your rosettes. That makes me a lion with my tail."

"The hair is a giveaway," was Sieon's laugh. He pouted a low sigh in his throat. "I'm just some sort of wolf."

"That's a thousand times better than me," Oliver pointed out, shaking his head. "Just a dog, I'm just a fat fluffy dog that sheds buckets of hair." He pulled at his tail and another handful fluttered free. He grimaced.

"I think Samoys are adorable," Amber assured. "And you look very pretty with those ears."

"I do?" Oliver beamed, a blush on his cheeks. "Thank you, sunshine."

"I guess a horse really fits Hikaru then," Sieon sighed, turned to look at him. Her eldest soulmate stared back. "Aside from the ears and that tail? Has anything changed?"

"I think," he flushed, fidgeting. Then cleared his throat as he gestured to his groin. "I think I've gained another inch or two." There were gasps from her soulmates, annoyed groans that had her prowling towards him.

"Show me," she encouraged her new tail flicking up to stroke his thigh. He flushed, pulled her closer and her eyes widened at the tent he buried beneath the pillows. Her eyes already drawing the shape and form, it did seem bigger, and thicker. Fuck. Her lips parted, then winced. "Well, that looks painful, and it does seem longer."

"It is," he murmured, his eyes growing warm. His voice growing breathy under her gaze. "It…hurts me." The tip of her tongue toyed at the corner of her mouth and what followed was a salacious grin that spread wider, the throb between her thighs growing slick with her need. This had breaths hitching, and she knew they could smell her. The way she could almost taste the delicious musk in the air from the drip of pre-cum that slathered the front of their pants.

"Fuck," was Sieon's groan, eyes rolled. "That's so not fair."

"What's not fair, is the fact that I'm a bunny and everyone's something cool!" JieMi stood with a snap, and he shivered as their gazes shot to him. He scuttled back to her side, hiding his face against her shoulder. He took the chance to drag his fingers up her spine, sending a shiver up her body. "Fucking prey animal nature."

"I propose we just get this over and done with," Sieon volunteered. "Some quick pumps, a good fucking time. A couple of orgasms and this should be solved. We know how it worked for JieMi. He just needed some sexy time, and his ears were gone in days."

"But we don't have days!" Hikaru said. "We have hours!"

"I think the animal ears is a very pretty concept for our fans," Ezra mused. "Could work?"

"Just hats and a lot of tape on our dicks?" Oliver proposed. "The tails, we'll deal with it with huge coats."

"Maybe a penis shield," MinJae answered. "After our orgy, we'll see." He licked his lips, his smirk growing wider. "I'm excited." There was a deviant edge in his voice, one that seemed to bench press her against the wall. The tension rising so quickly she struggled to swim in its depths.

"We should see a doctor at the very least," Casper interjected. "First thing in the morning, when they open, we call. It's just another three hours after all, and the least you could do." His glare was almost deadly.

"Rumiko, should get a nanny," Amber said quietly, fidgeting under his gaze. "Until we solve this, I don't want her alone."

"Surely, this warrants the emergency room?" was Oliver's whimper. "It's just a quick question."

"I doubt we can get out of this room like this," Casper replied with a roll of his eyes, fingers tapping on the couch. "Three more hours and everyone will reply. It's not an emergency, please. We've just become animals. Surely, you can wait?"

"Do 24-hour on call doctors not exist in this land?" was Sieon's wail.

"There's no need for that," was Casper's insistence. "We can entertain ourselves just a little more. For fuck's sake." He snapped, rage boiling over, his irritation shining free. "For one, can we talk about the betrayal of trust in this household?" Silence now reined in the boys that had sinned.

"It's my fault," Amber began, felt her tail curl around herself. "I'm sorry—"

"No, all parties are at fault, at least you came to us to explain. Let's talk about how the men left us out from this," was Casper's snap, the lion in him growling. "That you think we wanted to be blue balled daily. That you didn't think we'll want in."

"You'll change your mind, if you knew?" MinJae snapped. "Really? You'd discourage me, you'll nag. You'll rip me apart, and you're proving it right now."

"I'd reconsider if I knew how everyone was going behind my back," Casper hissed. "Just give us a warning at the very least."

"It wasn't an active decision it just happened," was Ezra's answer, tongue to cheek. "You ordered us."

"You should apologise," Hikaru pointed out, a frown on his face. "He was just being careful, and you wronged me too. Why didn't you tell us about it? At least I would have listened and tried to talk to Casper about it."

"I'm not the problem," Casper interrupted, shaking his head.

"Yes you're not, but you are quite the domineering authoritative character in our household," Hikaru answered. "I'd understand why the others wouldn't want to speak to you about it."

"It doesn't matter, none of you listened to me!"

"Don't tell me you weren't trying to seduce Amber," MinJae stated. "I caught you watching her! You've been walking around the house shirtless. Please! You're no saint."

Casper grunted, falling back onto the couch. "It didn't matter to her. She was in my body, she could have seen everything she wanted to see."

Amber cleared her throat. "Boys, please, It was also my fault—" They shot her a glare to shut her up, and she quietened, huddling back into the coach.

Oliver cleared his throat, standing to speak. "It makes me feel like I'm not a part of this family, "Oliver said. "Come on, guys! We promised to be in this together!"

"Fine, I'm sorry," Sieon answered, and the others echoed his apology. Their faces grim. "But you didn't listen to what the rest of us needed. And what Amber wanted. It's not my fault that we listened and took care of it. And we weren't doing it regularly. I saw her thoughts on her skin, your soul bond by the way. And it said 'I want to be fucked. I want dicks in my mouth!' It's not my fault you didn't see it!"

This had anger shining in Oliver's eyes and he stood, a growl in his throat. "That doesn't make it okay for you to—" Their argument continued, raw and loud but MinJae and JieMi didn't seem to care. And the two slipped closer to her, whispering in her ear.

"The truth is," JieMi whispered. "This time, the need to fuck you is bad. I'd rank it at a 10/10 for the worst I've had. I think it's causing everyone to be really upset. I'm really, I really need to be inside you." There was a breathy exhale, his hips jolting hard into hers. "You're really pretty as a cat, your eyes are gorgeous."

"Yeah?" she murmured. The heat seemed to burn, flames trailing between them. "Shit, I'm sorry for this. Does it hurt?" She squirmed in her seat, heart soaring. "It's bearable to me." She lied. The truth was it was sending her into overdrive, and her clit throbbed to the beat of her heart, almost too sensitive.

"Don't be," JieMi said. "We should take some mints. Maybe that'll cool us."

"Or a shower, a cold one." MinJae's purred, his body was colder, far colder than JieMi's and she hissed as his fingers trailed up her flesh. "God, you're so warm. It feels good." She cursed as his touch feathered up her shirt, cupping her breast.

"I don't think a cold shower would work with you here," JieMi muttered. "Truly, everyone's just mad because they can't touch you."

Amber snickered at his words. "No way."

"Look at them," JieMi encouraged, gestured to the crowd. "They're all hard and fighting. It's all that testosterone or whatever it is that's making them all upset.

MinJae agreed, nodding with a small smile. "They're looking for an outlet. I suck dicks. I know a dick fighting contest when I see one."

"Especially since you own two now?" she giggled.

"Yeah," MinJae smirked. "Guess so."

JieMi shrugged. "Isn't the solution simple then?" JieMi offered. "Just give them another outlet, like Amber."

She flushed as her MinJae seemed to ponder this, then grew smug as he considered his options. He turned to the crowd. "Stop the cat fights." He snorted. "I think you're forgetting the real problem. Don't you think Amber deserves to be punished?" MinJae asked, his voice cutting through the argument, smirk stretching across his face. "She's been so fucking naughty."

This had eyes on her, a sharpness that throbbed in her throat. Casper stepped forth. "She does." The argument seemed to vanish with his comment, tension burning in the room as he approached her, steps slow. "What do you think she deserves?"

"Until the doctor calls, no orgasms," was Oliver's answer smirk. She felt herself grow warm, awareness burning in her throat. "Or maybe in general until the end of the week, we'll see. Possibly end of the month." She gaped at him, and he laughed. "Too much?"

"I'll consider it," Casper answered. "Depending on her behaviour today."

"And none of you boys get to be in control." Casper hissed, taking his place. "Aside from Oliver, Hikaru and I."

MinJae pouted. "But, bro…"

His gaze silenced them all, and then Casper was on the ground. Her pants pulled free; she squealed as he tugged. Her legs now bare, save for her soaked underwear. There was a low approving groan from Hikaru, fingers darting to her ass, feeling for the base of her new tail. She shivered, jolted as his thumb dug into new spots that sent a gush of want trickling from her cunt.

"Sensitive?" he asked with a smile, stroked at her tail. Oliver grinned, tongue over teeth. Hikaru reached for her hand, curling her fingers carefully, meeting her eyes he pulled her digits to his cock. And she allowed him to, allowed him to wrap her hands around the burning hot flesh of his thicker member and squeeze.

"Karu, you're so warm," she breathed.

Hikaru was swallowing down air, concentrates a little too hard as he stared at her hand on his crotch. Her fingers moved, darted up sticky well lubricated length. Her palm petting at the head, running over the slit, and a quiver jerks up from his core, muscles twisting. He gripped her fingers, darting her back down. A strange confidence blossomed on his face, and suddenly he was gripping her fingers, clutching at her hold of his cock. Gold veins twisting up the shaft.

Oliver took the other hand, and he didn't take long as he began fucking her hand ferociously, vulgar as he hissed expletives under his breath. He didn't care to be nice and slow the way Hikaru did. And she bit her lip as Casper took her waist, biting down on her inner flesh. And God the want that shook through her had her back arching, toes curled.

"Guys—" she began. "C-casper, ah."

Oliver dropped her fingers, lingered over her for a second his eyes searching her skin. And then he reeled her in, steady and careful, wetted parting lips as he pressed a thumb to her chin. He cradled her head, was ever so gentle as he angled her face upwards. And then his mouth was on her, air left her, teeth grazed as she tasted his laboured breath and the sweetness of his tongue.

Before her, Casper's hair teased at her skin. Her body jolting as teeth nipped at her flesh, and kisses trailed all around but never directly to her core. He mouthed and inhaled, but never tasted, and she keened as he pressed a chaste smack of his lips against her clit. Her toes curling and uncurling. But her moans were swallowed down by Oliver's lips, silencing her with an angry little laugh.

"The baby," he reminded her, tongue darting to meet hers. The gentle little flicks had her mind drawing to her clit, Casper's hot breath only increased her pleasure. She gushed and Casper groaned. Oliver's tailed wagged her, slapping at her skin.

She didn't have time to process it, but it didn't take long for Hikaru to spill over her hand. For his moans to grow dirtier and wanton, enthusiastic as he fucked himself with her hands. His cheeks were flushed when he orgasmed, eyes round as he choked out a moan with sweat dripping down his brow.

"Fuck," he cried, "so good, so good." He whimpered, unafraid to show his needs with the spread of his thighs. The last of his orgasm dripping hot down her fingers, but he didn't grow soft. God, no he remained semi hard, continued pumping as if he hadn't just came.

And then there was a kiss to her clit. A graze of teeth, too sharp and then the warm wetness of a tongue slimy and tasting her centre. Her back arched, legs kicking as she found her eyes locked on Casper's who merely growled, more weapons in his hands. Sex toys, vibrators.

"You'll enjoy this," he promised. "But you won't come, because you're a good girl, aren't you?"

"Come on sunshine," Oliver giggled. "Were you always such a pussy?"

"She is a cat now," Hikaru pointed out. "She is a pussy."

Amber shivered, hips jerking. Her clit throbbing in the air, so swollen she swore it was bigger than it normally was. "N-no, I'm sensitive," she began to panic. But she didn't have time to think for he scooped her hips up, dug his tongue deeper into her, tasting her as he pressed the vibrator to her clit.

Fuck!

Hikaru swallowed the scream from her lips. Her body jostled, almost too aroused from the new soul bond. Flushed, her lungs burned as she struggled against their hold. Casper alternated, the shuddering of her body continued as he pressed kisses to her clit, slurping headily which followed with a dig of the vibrator against the hood. Her pleasure grew, as he groaned, licked long strips up her wetness, sucking the swollen nub. Her body pulled dangerously taut with her pleasure.

And she trembled almost at her peak, almost seizing through an orgasm. But a heated slap to her clit from her soulmate had her falling straight down. And she squirmed as the climb to nirvana ended, panting hard. She fell back against the couch, swallowing down a sob. Casper stroking the inner flesh of her thigh as she struggled and no longer shivered.

"No," she groaned.

"That's what you get darling," Casper smirked from between her thighs.

"Suck Hikaru off," he stated, no nonsense, stoic. "Two squeezes for stop." She nodded, lips parting and the heavy thing was shoved deep in her throat. She gagged, tried to relax at the new growth, above her Hikaru protested a little. A tad more docile after his first orgasm.

"I'm too big for face fucking—"

"She wanted to suck cocks, she will."

And God he was heavy and thick. He pulsated, tasted so deeply of her Hikaru that she couldn't help but swallow and suck. Then he was thrusting, a hand guiding his hips to use her the way she should be. And she gagged as he pounded into her, used her mouth the way she wanted to be used with tears brimming in her eyes.

His cock left her lips with a wet smack. She spluttered just as Casper continued with his torturous taps to her clit with the vibrator. She choked and then MinJae was before her, his dual cock prodding at her lips. The head of both dripping with his pre-cum.

"This seems a bit much," Oliver fussed. "Be careful."

"She'll try for us," Casper reassured. "Right darling?"

She nodded gave him a tentative swipe and he shivered. Her eyes focused on the pink of both heads. It was a struggle to fit him in her mouth, as girthy as he was. It was almost impossible to get him deep in, but he could sit at the back of her tongue. His trimmed pubic hair tickling her nose, and he groaned, hips jerking. His cocks twitching in her mouth, ready to face fuck her if she allowed him to with each wet glob of ejaculate sliding down her throat, so much thicker now with two.

"F-fuck, it's better with two dicks," an ungodly groan twisted free from his lips, his body twitching as if his souls had escaped the constrains of his mortal frame. " I could get used to this—I—"

Casper threw him off with a grunt, and Oliver laughed as he scrambled, pelvis jerking into the air. An almost roar on his tongue, as he fought to return to the warmth of her mouth. His cock twitching, and dripping growing a violent red.

"That's what you get for upsetting us, do the rest with your own hands MinJae."

"Fuck you."

Casper smiled, fingers continued toying with her clit, and she rose towards orgasm again, trying desperately to hide it from him but his fingers stopped. He dug his hand deep into her pussy. His digits soaked as he squeezed upwards, tapped at her insides with a knowing smile. She hissed. The look in his eyes were crazed, almost hungry with lust.

"No cheating baby, I can feel you squeezing around me. Throbbing. Going to cum." He pulled her on Oliver's lap, spreading her legs. And this time she stared, saw the rest of her men pumping themselves. Her Ezra already spilling all over the ground, messy as he sobbed. She shuddered, a raw gasp. As another orgasm was destroyed by Oliver, his fingers tweaking at her nipples.

"No reward for our princess," Casper threatened.

"So pretty," Sieon wailed from before her dazed eyes. "So fucking pretty."

"She's almost there," Ezra promised. "Can see it in those eyes."

A third orgasm left, and she began to writhe. "P-please."

"Not enough."

A fourth and her throat was growing tight her body aching. Oliver was licking her nipples, kissing and sucking on it the way he would her clit. Hikaru fondled her other breast with his hands, lips meeting hers ever so often. They broke away, changed the rhythm and the orgasm did not come. Casper was between her thighs, fucking her with his fingers with a steady laugh.

"I want you crying," Casper teased.

This time tears spilled, and her clit ached, almost needy with her pleasure. Casper continued toying at the nub, his orgasm spilling down the front of his pants. They'd all came twice already, JieMi thrice from the animal in their bonds. And she only grew more needy, more crazed as she was denied again and again.

"Come on Amber," a finger slipped into her, curled upwards.

"I want you," she began to sob, fingers to her eyes. "I want you."

"That's right."

A phone call ringed, someone picked it up.

"Yeah?" There was a muffled voice from the doctor. "So, our souls need it?" A pause. "It's safe?" Another string of words from the doctor. "Could you get someone to pick up Rumiko? Just for a while." A nod. A grin. And Casper turned to her, towering over her shaking form, wetness trailing down her thighs. His smile grew wider.

"Thank fucking god," Ezra hissed.

Casper ignored him, cock standing straight up and above her. It bounced, almost tantalizing, the shaft veiny. The colour ruddy red, it glittered with studs. His piercings popping over hard skin. And she almost cried. "Beg."