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Restless in Lockdown

Published May 17, 2020 by Chloe King - Erotic Author

He rocked his hips, his dick plunging to its root. His hands biting into her soft hips, tightening when she pushed back into his body. He whimpered his shaft, moving deeper, her muscles gripping him, holding him in place. Mace dug one claw into her hip, slapping her other butt cheek and smiled at her moan.
“Behave,” he mumbled, jerking his hip against her again before withdrawing to his tip. “If you don’t, I’ll stop,” he slapped her other butt cheek and plunged to his root again, making her gasp.
“You feel so good, Mace.” She flicked her hair over her shoulders, looking up into his eyes. “I love when you fuck me in the ass.”
Mace pulled her against him with a hard jerk of his hips, she mewled, hissing with pleasure. 
“I love doing you in the ass, Chloe. It’s sublime.” He thrust again with a sigh of contentment. 
Chloe’s shoulders settled on the bed, her back arched, her butt sitting higher. Mace changed his angle, sliding his dick in and out with quick short bursts before slowing, leaning over her body and cupping her hanging breasts.
“Roll. I want you…” 
Holding her waist, he sank to his root and rolled them over. She was now riding him, her hands cupping and massaging his aching balls.
“Yes,” he hissed, jerking up as she pressed down. “I want your boobs.”
Chloe lifted up his pole, turning her body until she was facing him. Pressing down again, she rubbed her clit along his body, closing her eyes with the heat of pleasure. She opened them when she felt his hands tugging her tight, achy nubs. She learnt forward surrounding him with her hair as his mouth latched on, sucking and biting. Holding her in place, he kissed her soft skin, dipping his head and mouthing her nubs again, biting them.
“I need more,” she moaned.
Mace reached for the drawer opening it, taking out girthy, he stroked the dildo through her pussy lips, wetting the surface.
“Lift up, sweetheart,” she rose up on her knees until just the head of his dick was in her ass. Mace sat up a bit, spreading her pussy lips with his fingers; he placed Girthy at her entrance. “Move down, slowly.”
Chloe gasped as the head of the dick, entered her sheath. “Girthy is so big,” she bit her lips. “Need lube.” 
Mace grabbed the lube, pouring some on his hands, wrapping one around Girthy and spread his other fingers up inside her hole and over Girthy’s head. Her body moved; she squealed, letting her body slide down Girthy and his dick. Mace hissed.
“Fuck that feels amazing,” he grabbed her hips slowing down her decent.
“Please, I … yes…”
He watched her descend over his dick and Girthy. His dick twitched inside her. Chloe moaned, smoothing the rest of the way to his root, settling on top of the fake balls on Girthy.
“God, I wish this was a vibrator,” he hummed, jerking up hard, making her whine. She lifted her hands to her face.
“Shit, I’m going to sneeze.” It was too late to push her off. Her muscles clamped around him hard. He felt like she was strangling his shaft. He closed his eyes when she sneezed a second time. He yelled, lifting her up. She giggled, wiping her nose before sliding down his dick and Girthy once more.
“Christ, Chloe,” he whimpered.
“Soz. Now fuck me, babe.” she smiled and began to rock back and forth, up and down, her body humming with pure sensation. “Love this. You feel so good. Yeah…” she bounced on his dick.
The bedroom door opened, Dafydd entered his eyes connecting with Chloe’s.
“Started without me. I might get jealous…” he snarked.
“Come here, Darling. Fuck my mouth.”
He opened his jeans, letting them drop to the floor and pulled out his dick, stroking his twitching length. Crawling on the bed, his eyes narrowed when Chloe leant forward, sucking his pole into her mouth.
“Fuck, yeah. Though I’d prefer your pussy,” he moaned when she licked his length, sucking him to the back of her throat.
“Lie on the bed, and we…”
“Mace…” he turned to look at Dafydd. “Get out of her ass and let me…fuck Chloe, careful with your teeth,” he swore. “I want your pussy, babe.”
“Lie on the bed, and I’ll…”
“Doggy style,” he hissed when her tongue rubbed over his sensitive bit under the head of his dick. “Mace…”
“Fine,” Mace rolled, pulling out. Chole whined, yanking off Dafydd and turning her back to him, getting back on her hands and knees. Mace slapped her buttocks, wandering off into the bathroom to remove his condom. By the time he was back, Dafydd was slamming deep inside Chloe’s pussy. Mace stood watching them, his dick still needing satisfaction.
“Fuck my mouth, Mace. Harder Dafydd,” she clenched him, making his hiss. 
Mace knelt in front of Chole, lining up his shaft. Smiling, she opened her hot mouth, and he was inside, sliding down her throat, his balls slapping her lips.
“Damn,” he muttered as Dafydd slammed hard, his dick went deeper. Chole sucked, twirling her tongue when he roared, releasing cum down her throat. “Fucking hell,” he panted, his pole slipping out. 
Chole started to push back against her partner. Panting, her back arching, eyes closing with pleasure. 
“G-god,” she gasped. “Faster, Dafydd,” she whimpered.
“God damnit,” he roared as she clamped around his shaft. 
Chloe screamed. Dafydd ejaculated his cum with a roar, pressing hard against her butt spurting over her walls, feeling her muscles milk his dick until his balls were empty. They crashed onto the bed in a heap, curling into each other, falling asleep.
Mace threw a duvet over them, shifted to his cat form and padded out to curl up in front of the fire.

Pieter looked up, nuzzling his mate, washing his face. Mace smacked him away. Grumpy and wanting to be alone.
“What’s the matter?”
“She doesn’t want us. She has him,” he mumbled.
“Don’t be daft. You know she loves us.”
“He’s taking over,” he snapped.
“Rubbish,” he shoved Mace over, patting his furry stomach. “You’re my mate, anyway. Aren’t I enough for you anymore?”
“I want her too.”
“You sure you’re just not jealous.”
“No, I’m not.”
“You’ve been different since Nerina was here. What did she do to you?”
“Nothing. I fucked her brains out, and she wanted to stay.”
“You miss her?”
“I dunno. I suppose. A bit… Not really…I want Chloe.”
“I want you. I love you, Mace.”
“I know,” his paws grabbed his face bringing their noses together. “I love you too.”
“Enough to…”
“If you want.”
Pieter rolled away. “I’m losing you aren’t I?”
“No, of course not.”
“If I want! What about what we want,” he growled and stalked off to the spare bedroom they sometimes used.
“Damn, Pieter,” he sighed, getting to his feet he padded down to their bedroom, nosing the door open he found Pieter in his human form lying naked in the middle of the bed, face down in the pillows. Mace jumped up on the bed onto Pieter’s back and curled up. “I just want a woman to love as well, Pieter.”
“Aren’t I enough anymore?” he rolled over, letting Mace settle on his stomach and rubbing behind his ears. They stared at each other. Mace shifted suddenly, straddling Pieter, their dicks laying together. “We don’t have enough ‘us time’ do we.”
“We have some now,” Mace leant forward, nipping at Pieter’s hard nubs.
“I suppose we do,” he pulled Mace down into his chest. “I want…yeah, this,” he muttered when their dicks slid together, throbbing, thickening. “I want you to impregnate me.”
Mace stilled, lifting his face; he looked into his mates eyes. “Whoa there, Pieter. Not sure if kittens are on the books.”
“I need… I need this, Mace. I want to mate with you totally. I’m already in heat.”
“Thought you smelt a bit different.”
“I’m horny. I need you to fill me with your cum.” His hand curled around Mace’s thick shaft, spreading his pre-cum down his length. “I want this with you, babe.”
“Kittens,” he mumbled. “Not sure I can handle kittens,” he grumbled.
“We’ll be fine,” he tightened his grip, lifting his hips and legs wide. “Make love to me, Mace.”
“Fuck,” he growled when Pieter wiped his throbbing shaft up and down and over his hole. 
Mace lifted Pieter’s dick and balls, taking hold of his own dick he lined up with Pieter’s entrance and slammed home. Pieter hissed out at the invasion, slapping Mace.
“I said make love to me, not fuck me,” he groaned, enjoying the throbbing invasion. “You feel so damn fine.”
“I love you, Pieter,” he kissed up Pieter’s stomach, pushing his legs higher, opening him wider. “Love your butthole,” he moaned, withdrawing to the tip before plunging back.
“Holy…” Pieter whimpered when Mace hit his prostate. The pleasure made his own dick pulse harder, pre-cum leaking from his tip onto his stomach. “Again,” he groaned. “Love me, Mace,” he let go of his legs, curling them around Mace’s hips, lifting up into his jerking hips while holding him tight. 
This lips clashed, tongues thrusting in time with Mace’s thick pole. Deep and hard. Maces hands moved to Pieter’s shoulders, pushing him down, moving faster. In and out, back and forth like pistons on a train. He felt Pieter’s balls draw up, his own spine tingled, knowing it was nearly time to blow his load. He pushed in harder, panting, lifting his sweaty body up, watching his shaft disappear. He wrapped his fingers around Pieter’s dick, his other hand massaging his balls.
“Mace,” he groaned. “I’m cumming,” his loud moan erupted with his cum, spraying over his stomach and chest. Mace continued to thrust, losing himself when he felt Pieter ejaculate over his hands. His hips pressed deep against Pieter, his aching balls tight as he came hard, his whole body shuddering, spurting cum inside Pieter, covering his walls like a splash painting. On and on until he felt his root thicken, stretching Pieter wider. Pieter hissed in pain, clinging to Mace, holding him in place until he collapsed over his chest, smearing Pieter’s cum between them.
“Sorry. I can’t move.”
“Fuck, Mace. You could’ve warned me.”
“Thought you knew. It’s why I don’t do this.” He joined their lips.
“How long?”
“No idea. Never done this before,” he muttered.
“You’re growing again.”
“Yeah. Next round is the live round, babe.” He began to jerk his hips. Pieter wailed, Mace slammed his mouth down on his, stealing the sound and let his dick throbbed, stretching Pieter. 
Pieter tried to ignore the pain when unknown pleasure hit him hard. Mace erupted. He felt his seed explode, spurt after spurt until Mace collapsed, his body relaxing, the knot disappearing, they both lay there panting.
“Fuck me,” moaned Pieter.
“You okay?”
“Yeah. I think so. Do you think it worked?”
“Of course, it did.” He sat up and began cleaning his mates stomach. “I’ll just get a damp cloth. Have you clean in no time,” smirked Mace.
“I’m not sure Chloe is going to be pleased with more cats in her house.”
“She’ll get over it,” he replied from their ensuite. “I’m sure she’ll adore the kittens.”
“What if she doesn’t?”
“What will be, will be,” he muttered, wiping the warm cloth over Pieter’s stomach and removing the sticky cum. “If we have to leave, so be it. She has her own lover.”

Chloe

I had to be walking past the spare bedroom when I heard those words. Popping my head around the door, I saw my two adorable, naked shifters tending to each other.
“Who has her own lover?”
Mace jumped as if he’d been scalded. Pieter pouted. “You do. You don’t seem to want or need us anymore. You’re always with him,” he grumbled.
“I need you guys,” I stepped inside, closing the door behind me and leant against it. “I always need you guys,” I crossed my arms under my breasts.
“No, you don’t, Chloe. As soon as he walks in, you ignored me, sent me away after fucking your mouth.”
“Thought you liked fucking my mouth.”
“I do, though I prefer your sheath. Better still, I’d prefer it without a condom so I can feel your skin sliding against mine, gripping me. You never let either of us in without a condom.”
“I don’t want kitties,” I snapped.
“You’re not our mate. We can’t have kitties with you. It only works between us when Pieter’s in heat.” He dragged his fingers through his hair, staring at me.
“You never said.”
“You never asked, Chloe,” said Pieter.
“So much wasted time. How about we remedy this. You know I love you both.”
“What about Dafydd?”
“He’s my mate, the same as you two are for each other.” I dropped my robe to the floor, pushing Mace out of the way; I straddled Pieter, who was stroking his long dick. Licking my lips, I lifted my hips hovering over him, letting his engorged head slide through my pussy lips until my juices were dripping down his pole. Mace pressed on my butthole, his fingers moving through my lips, opening my up. Pieter’s shaft nudged my entrance, and I started to inch down his length as he spread me open.
I heard Mace moan. He must have been watching me gobble Pieter’s dick up.
“Lift again, Chloe,” he whispered.
I lifted up and slid down, taking more inside until my pussy hit his balls.
“You feel amazing.” Pieter gasped. “Soft and tight,” he jerked his hips up, making me squeal. I started plunging up and down his shaft, faster and harder when Pieter grabbed my hips rolling us, his butt now in front of Mace. “Do me again, Mace,” he urged as he continued fucking me. “Please,” he groaned.
“I want in her next.”
“Whatever, Mace. Now do me,” his hips continued to slam against me, jerking my shoulders forward. A sudden violent thrust had me whimpering. Looking over my shoulder, I saw Mace had mounted Pieter and was pounding his ass as if tomorrow would never arrive. Long hard thrusts had Pieter gasping as his dick pushed deeper inside me.
“Fuck,” I wailed. Pieter joined in as Mace roared his release, back-arching, eyes closed, hips so close they looked like they were locked together.
“Mace,” Pieter screamed, as his mate held him tight, pounding our bodies together. Pieter roared. I felt his cum saturate my sheath as I shattered beneath them and collapsed. Pieter wailed. I watched as Mace grabbed his hips.
“Roll from under him, Chloe,” I moved quickly at the urgent demand, sitting up and watching as Mace held Pieter hard, one of his hands soothing his back. Pieter was slick with sweat and continued to pant.
“Please, Mace,” he groaned as if in pain.
“Is he okay?”
“He will be soon. He’s in heat. I knotted. He’s pregnant.” Mace smirked at the shock on my face.
“You sure he didn’t impregnate me too?”
“Positive. He only shoots blanks, and I’m only fertile when he’s in heat.”
“Mace…” Pieter pleaded. “Please…”
“Nearly there now, babe,” he kissed up Pieter’s spine and back down again, slowly pulling his huge, thick dick out. It was the biggest I’d ever seen him.
“Bloody hell,” I pushed away, nearly falling off the bed.
“Not for you, don’t worry about it.”
“How can he be pregnant. He’s a guy?”
“He’s my Omega. I’m the Alpha, or hadn’t you noticed,” Mace smirked. He lifted his mate into his arms. “We’ll see you later. I’m going to give him a bath,” he leant over, kissing my lips and left, carrying Pieter in his arms.
“He’s pregnant…whatever next,” I sighed and heading for the shower in my own bathroom.

Lockdown Lovers…

Published May 8, 2020 by Chloe King - Erotic Author

Mace

We were the champions of loving the body. It didn’t matter who. Fucking either Chloe or Dafydd was divine. Both had tight, hot bodies we could play with for…hours at a time. Personally, I couldn’t get enough of them. Dafydd, though shy seemed to be happy to experiment a little more, something I was looking forward to. First, though it was hunting time out in the woods. I’d had enough of Chloe’s horrid healthy cat biscuits. I meowed to Pieter, who jumped off the couch to join me. He batted my ears, earning a hiss, and off we went out the cat door. How undignified. Perhaps it was time to be human most of the time. We’d both been waiting for Chloe to get a decent lover, and now she had. 
Dafydd is gorgeous. Toned, tall, lithe, and a bit of a stud. His wide shoulders sloped like rugby players, they looked strong. He worked hard on the farm, showing his muscular arms and chest. Perfect abs and pecs. His hairline traveling into a divine… Pieter smacked the back of my head.
“Stop with the fucking images, Mace.”
“Why?”
“I’m fucking hard now,” he moved deeper into the woods. “If you’re not careful I’ll have to shift and fuck your hole. You’re driving me nuts.”
“I don’t mind…” I pictured Dafydd’s dick, long and hard, throbbing…”Shit get…”
“You asked for it,” he muttered and thrust his cat dick in my cat butt his claws holding me in place. 
“Shift you fuck wit.”
We shifted and Pieter pounded me to perfection. He grabbed my balls twisting them hard, I hissed in pain when pleasure pulsed through my dick bringing it to full hardness.
“Love your butthole,” he groaned, his fingers curling around my shaft, stroking me to climax I was shuddering when he burst inside me. Fuckity fuck, he feels so fucking fine. Pieter rolled onto his back, panting leaving me squashed in the mouldy leaves, dirt, and bracken.
“Meow.”
A gorgeous striped tabby sat watching us, washing her paws. Yeah she was a pretty little thing.
“Shifter or…
“Shifter,” she replied. “You’ve got great bodies for cats.”
“How did…” growled Pieter.
“Saw you both shift. Nice dicks.”
“Who are you?” I said.
“Nerina. Where are you two from. I can’t say I’ve seen you before?”
“Excuse us. You’re the stranger. This is our land,” snapped Pieter.
“Right,” she laughed. “It’s mine and you’re trespassing.”
“I think we’d know if our human had sold some of her land, Nerina,” I said. “Now either go away or come and play.”
“We need to hunt, Mace.”
“Oh my, the famous Mace and I presume Pieter?” she smirked. “Lovers extraordinaire,” she smirked and shifted. “I’ve been looking for you two.”
We gazed over her naked form. Lush curves, nice breasts, and nipples. She was short with long tawny hair and green eyes. Her dark skin hinted at mixed heritage.
“Rather comely aren’t you,” muttered Pieter.
“Pushy more like,” I chuckled. “What do you want?”
“A taste of you. Both of you.”
“We already have what we want, love. You go find someone else.” I retorted.
“I’m better than any human you attach yourself to, baby,” she moved over to us, her fingers trailing up my chest. “I’m the best,” she smirked.
“Not interested, Doll,” said Pieter.
“The name is Nerina,” she snapped.
“Touchy,” I muttered and stepped back. “I’m going hunting Pieter,” with that I shifted and ran deeper into the woods.

Pieter

“Does he always leave you…”
“Nope. I’m with him,” I shifted and ran after Mace.
“We need to tell Chloe,” said Mace when I caught up with him.
“Why?”
“It’s Nerina! You know the stories. She’s a sex goddess and takes what she wants when she wants. Now we’ve said no she may go after Dafydd.”
“We’d best head back then…”
“I’m hungry, human food will have to do.”
“I’ll come with you,” purred Nerina.
“We told you to get lost, Nerina. We’re not interested.”
“You know you can’t resist me, Mace. I’m the goddess after all,” she laughed.
“We’ll let you know,” I replied. “Can’t upset our Mistress and we’re in lockdown right now, so no visitors allowed.”
“I can play the stray cat,” she rumbled, “You don’t have to tell her I’m a shifter.”
“And what happens when she finds you fucking her partner?” Mace and I shifted now towering over Nerina. “You put a step out of place and she’ll kick your tiny butt, Nerina. You haven’t control over humans.”
“That vicious is she?”
“Protective,” I smirked. “Back to your cat and we’ll take you home.”
Nerina shifted, curling her body between Mace’s legs.
“You sure this is a good idea,” he glowered down at Nerina.
“I suppose we’ll see.” Nerina jumped into my arms.
Naked and with the evening air turning a bit chilly we walked home. “We need to keep some damn clothes out here to change into.”
“I don’t mind seeing you both naked,” said Nerina.
“Of course you do. You’re the goddess of fucking.” he growled.
“Don’t be so coarse.”
“Shut up,” I scolded them both. We’re home.”

Chloe

Pieter entered the kitchen, buck naked with a tawny cat in his arms. Mace behind him, closed the door with a scowl.
“You go out as cats, all nice and warm and come home buck naked. What the hell guys. Go and get dressed or shift. Where did you find your friend?”
“In the woods. Looked lost,” muttered Pieter, dropping the cat by the fire.
“Wonderful. Another cat to feed.”
“She won’t eat that crap. To bloody precious,” mumbled Mace as he stomped past.
“What’s wrong with him?”
“He doesn’t like the cat.”
“She a shifter? Does she have a name?”
“Called her Nerina…”
“No fucking way. Get her the hell outta my house,” I snapped.
“W-what? Why?”
“You know who Nerina is, Pieter?”
“Heard stories. Thought they were cute.”
“That cat is out, the first time she shifts,” I snapped.
“Never said she was a shifter.”
“As if you’d bring any other type back.”
Nerina shifted making me step back.
“I’m not that bad,” she smiled sweetly.
“Fuck,” I whirled away into my bedroom grabbing a robe, I returned to the kitchen tossing the robe to Nerina. “Cover yourself.”
“Thought you were throwing me out!”
“Please let me do the honours,” said Mace as he came back in. “Go get dressed Pieter.”
“Whatever,” and strode out.
“Why the hell did you bring her here, Mace?”
“I didn’t, Pieter did. She convinced him she’d behave.”
“Likely story.” I glared at the young voluptuous woman warming herself by the fire. “What do you want?”
“You got anyone I can fuck,” she turned to me with her dark brown eyes. “Mace and Pieter won’t,” she pouted.
“Bloody hell,” a voice muttered.
I turned to find Dafydd learning against the door jamb. “What?”
“Who the hell is she? What’s she doing here?”
“She is Nerina and she’s looking for a a good fuck,” I snapped.
“It’s lockdown,” he paused, glancing at me. “Not another shifter?”
“Only the goddess,” chuckled Mace.
“Goddess of what?”
“Sex,” Dafydd had taken a sip of his tea and spat it out making me giggle.
“Christ. As if you three aren’t enough already,” and disappeared back towards the lounge.
“It seems he’s not interest…”
“I didn’t say that,” he yelled making Nerina smirk and step towards the doorway.
“Where do you think you’re going,” Pieter hauled her back against his chest.
“Sex,” she purred. “It seems he’s interested.”
“Hell no. He’s mine,” I glared. “Get her out of…” Nerina shifted, dropping to the floor running out of the kitchen to the lounge. By the time we got there, she was perched on Dafydd’s knees staring at him and purring, enticing him to glide his fingers through her fur. I batted her away. She hissed, jumping on the chair opposite and shifted again.
“Holy shit. She’s naked.”
“You like,” she smirked, her hands moved to her ample breasts, lifting them together. All the men groaned. I threw the robe at her.
“Get the hell out of my house,” I snarled, “before I throw you out.”
“I want to play,” she pouted.
“It might be fun,” Dafydd murmured.
“What the hell?” I shouted.
“You have Mace and Pieter. You shared them with me. Why can’t I have Nerina and…”
My shoulders lumped, I stomped out of the room, down the hall slamming my bedroom door and curled up on my bed, angry, though knowing Dafydd was right.

Dafydd

“Shit for brains,” snarled Mace as he sat on the couch across from me.
“It’s true.”
“Yes. Though do you know why she shared us with you?” said Pieter.
I shrugged. “No.”
“She knows us, trusts us. You know we’ve been with her for years. Meanwhile this bitch has started to…”
“Hey I’m not a bitch,” she growled.
“Nerina is new. Chloe doesn’t know her, though obviously knows about her,” said Pieter. “How would you feel if…”
“She did. You’re new to me.”
“He has a point,” muttered Mace.
“You go fuck her then, Mace.”
“Hey, I’m right here…” she shrieked when Mace picked her up, tossing her over his shoulder and stomped out of the house. Getting up I watched him make his way over to the barn and step inside.
“What…”
“Barn sex,” Pieter grinned. “Let’s go and cheer Chloe up.” Pieter grabbed my hand, tangling our fingers, dragging me down the hall to Chloe.

Barn Sex

Mace threw Nerina down in a cleaned and empty stable. A horse in the next block knackered, tossing its head when Nerina laughed with glee. Grabbing a rope Mace pulled her arms above her head tying them to a post, her robe gaped open as she hung there, her toes barely scraping the ground. He tore the robe off her, his eyes gliding over her voluptuous body.
“Like what you see, Mace,” she smirked.
“Not really. I prefer men. I suppose you’ll do for now.”
“Charming.”
“You wanted this, not us. Take it or leave it?” he rested his hands on his hip glaring at her.
“You’ll fuck me hard?”
“I’ll fuck you any way you choose for the rest of the night after which you’ll need to leave.”
“What happens if I want to stay?”
“Not happening. Putting it mildly, you either accept me fucking you now or I release you and you leave now.”
“Fine,” she pouted.
Mace striped off his jeans and t-shirt, leaving his boxers on showing his thick length. Exiting the stable he moved to the office, picking up a box of toys out of a hidden panel. Entering he placed it on a small narrow shelf and opened the lid. Smirking at Nerina he picked out two hard nipple clamps which could be clipped together.
“Ready for some fucking?”
“Please,” she withered against the post.
Stepping in front of her he tugged her nipples to tight nubs, stretching them out and clamped them. Nerina let out a hiss as pain as pleasure thrummed down to her naked pussy. Mace massaged her breasts for a moment then clipped the clamp chain together enhancing her cleavage.
“Not to bad,” he hands slapped each side of her breasts making her moan.
Back to his toy box he took out another thicker chain and a ball and attached them to the chain between her nipple clamps. Nerina squealed as the weighted ball tugged her nipples down. “Scream again and I’ll gag you.”
“Bastard.”
“You wanted this.” He turned her to face the wall and post and assessed her pert buttocks. Slapping them, she moaned in response. He continued until they were nice and red. Spreading her butt cheeks he pressing his finger against her butthole and down into her wet pussy. “Nice and wet,” he smirked as she looked at him over her shoulder. “You don’t taste to bad either,” he continued, licking his finger.
Delving back between her slick pussy lips he moved some over her butthole and pressed his finger inside to the first knuckle.
“More,” she hissed.
Mace began to work her hole, thrusting, stretching, pushing a second finger inside, scissoring his fingers until he was satisfied she was ready. Pulling out he smiled at her whimper as he walked back to the toy box and got a hollow butt plug and some lube. Spreading the lube over the plug he lined it up with her hole thrusting it until it was buried deep and opening her wide. Nerina wailed, the ball swung tugging her nipples as she panted and waited.
“Beautiful,” he said.
“Fuck me. Hard.”
“I intend to.” He ripped a packet, rolling on a condom.
“You don’t need one of those,” she muttered.
“I always wear one. I don’t trust you any further than I can throw you, Nerina.
Pulling off his boxers he began stroking his dick until it was painfully hard, his balls tightening, readying for release. Holding his root he stepped closer, his dick at her open entrance. He pushed his engorged head inside feeling her grasping muscles. Holding her shoulders he slammed the rest of his shaft inside. “Fuck,” he muttered grabbing his root he began to thrust hard, rocking against her body which squashed against the wall, the weighted ball tugging her nipples hard making her hiss.
“Faster, Mace. “Fuck me hard,” she laughed tightening her muscles around him as he continued to pound her body. His other hand moved between her legs pressing on her clit. She gasped. “Harder,” she yelled.
Mace pulled out.
“Gag time,” he said to her whimper.
He fastened a gag in her mouth then plunged back inside her butthole, holding her hips he slammed faster enjoying her withering body. He smacked her butt cheeks, pressing deep and roared his first release. He laughed at her moan as her climax died. Turning her to face him he smirked as her glaring eyes.
Removing the condom he stroked himself again, massaging his balls. Picking up a vibrating dildo he lifts her legs pushing into her sheath. Her back arched when he turned it on full speed and wailed through the gag as she orgasmed hard. Sweat dripping down her face, her breath panted out through the hole in the ball gag. He left the vibrator going, keeping her high. She squirmed as he began thrusting it back and forth. She went over again with a keening wail, her eyes closed, her breasts jerking along with the ball. Mace laughed and rolled on another condom.
Lifting her legs he lined up his dick with her sheath. “You think you can take two dicks?”
She nodded, her eyes glazed with desire as he pressed his dick into her sheath along the vibrator. “Fuck, my dick loves the vibrations and your tightness, Nerina.”  He pushed deeper until he hit her core, meanwhile her legs curled around his waist tugging him closer, making his dick slide deeper. “Fuck,” he groaned his back arching, pressing their bodies closer.
He began to slide back and forth, enjoying the massage and tight grip around his pole. She felt so damn good. His eyes opened, he stared down at her as she bounced down his dick gobbling him up. He lifted his hands to her breasts massaging them before pulling off the clamps. Her wail of pleasurable pain, grasp of her muscles  around him had Mace unloading in his second condom. “Fucking hell,” he snarled.
Withdrawing he removed her gag and un hooked her legs, releasing her hands she crumpled into the straw panting.
“Not bad. I’m sure you can do better,” she wobbled to her feet, placing one hand on his abs and another around his shaft. She removed his condom, flicking it over her shoulder before going to her knees and sucking his dick into her mouth.
“You want better,” he hissed as her tongue scraped down his length.
“Yeah. I was told you were one of the best, Mace. That was rather tame, babe.”
He yanked her off his dick pushing her over the bale of hay. Removing the butt plug he covered himself again and slammed home jerking his hips, grinding into her body while slamming the vibrator in her sheath.
“Here’s hard, Nerina.”
“Come on you can do better…yes…” she gasped, gripping the bale of hay , her claws springing out digging deep into the straw. “More,” she arched her back changing her angle as he continued to pound her, taking her higher and closer to the edge until she began to scream in ecstasy. “Yes. God, yes…” only to scream in frustration when he stepped away. “Bastard.” she rolled over panting and glaring.
“You are so much fun to fuck, Nerina,” he threw his head back and laughed. “Right, my lusty maid, what’s next?”
“Time to punish you,” she snarled jumping at him. They tumbled to the ground.
“Ouch, bitch,” he yelped as she sat back straddling him.
“My turn,” she smirked lifting up and plunging down his shaft. He jerked up hard in shock as she took control. Her clawed fingers stretched down his chest drawing blood as she rocked and twisting on his dick, lifting up and slamming down. “Good?”
Mace caught her breasts, squeezing them hard, sitting up he bit her hard nubs, stretching them out over and over until she screamed.
“Nobody controls me,” he snarled, lifting her and pulling her back down his dick so she was facing away from him. His hand curled around the vibrator, he cleaned it off and pressed it in her butthole, slapping her cheeks until she screamed.
“Make me cum,” she demanded.
“Make yourself cum, Nerina.”
“Damn  you,” she gripped his legs slamming down over his dick, feeling his balls draw up she smiled only to find herself shoved off again. “No…” she wailed.
“You don’t ever control me, Nerina.”
She sat there curling her arms around her legs and rocked. “I hate you.”
“Good, now come suck my dick like a good Goddess.”
“I’ll bite it off,” she hissed.
“Then you’ll not get any more sex.”
“Nor will the others. I can find someone else to accommodate me.”
“Well sod off then and do so. We didn’t want you here to begin with.”
“I like it here.”
“Why?” He crouched down in front of her. “Why here?”
“I just want to be loved. Nobody loves me,” a tear rolled over her cheek.
“Is this another of your tricks, Nerina? You’re famous for them to get your own way.”
“No.” she brushed her tears away. “Everyone needs to be loved, Mace.”
“You use people. How do we know you’re not using us now? You said you wanted a good fuck and then you’d leave.”
“Oh. Have we finished,” she looked up at him from under her lashes. “I wouldn’t mind one last…”
“It’s dawn. I have to get back to the house.”
“Please let me stay.”
“I’ll talk to the others. No promises. I don’t trust you.”
“Fine. I’ll sleep here.”
“You’d best go back to the woods.”
“Why?”
“Chole will kick your ass if you even touch her partner and he works here during the day.”
“I won’t…”
“Go, Nerina. Be back at nightfall.”
“Whatever,” she shifted and ran out of the barn, heading for the woods.

Meanwhile back at the farmhouse…last night

Pieter opened Chloe’s bedroom door, putting his head around he espied her curled up in the middle of her bed her arms wrapped around her stomach. Dafydd opened the door wider, entering and sitting on the edge of the bed.
“I’m sorry, Chloe.”
“Whatever,” she muttered. “You can have her if you want. I don’t fucking care.” She rolled away from him.
Pieter went to sit on the other side. “Come on Chloe. It was a comment in the heat of the moment. It didn’t meant anything.”
Chloe lifted her chin, opening her eyes she stared at him. “Do you think he’s right?”
“It’s not about right and wrong. It’s about us as a family. Nerina is an imposter and as you know she’s lied about everything for years. I know you know the stories.”
“I didn’t know, Chloe,” Dafydd trailed his fingers down her back. “I never even knew there were shifters until a couple of days ago.”
Chloe rolled to her back, lacing at her partner. “I’m sorry I yelled at you, Dafydd. I love you.” she opened her arms, Dafydd pulled her into his arms and across his knees.
“I love you too, my darling woman.”
“Sweet,” chuckled Pieter.
“Where’s Mace?”
“Went to deal with Nerina and give her what she wanted.”
“You don’t mind?”
“He’s mine and he knows he is, Chloe. He only fucks women when he has to or I give him permission to. Works the same way with me too.”
“I thought you were both gay.”
“We are…us. We are sexual creatures.”
“I know,” she sat up holding out her hand. “You’re a good lover, Pieter.”
“Better than me,” growled Dafydd, nipping her ear.
“Different from you Dafydd. Remember you’re my life partner, Pieter and Mace are my shifter lovers. They enhance our loving.”
“Why don’t we love you then, Chloe,” Pieter smiled, nestling against her thighs, his left hand sliding up and down her leg.
“I’d like that,” she lifted her face, kissing Dafydd, biting his bottom lip until he opened his mouth so she could tangle tongues with him. Meanwhile, Pieter nuzzled her between her legs, inhaling her scent. Lifting her hips he slid her butt back onto the bed while Dafydd moved her upper body towards the middle of their bed, continuing to kiss her, leaving soft bites across her neck. Her fingers tangled with his hair.
Pieter undid Chloe’s jeans, pulling them off along with her thong. Spreading her legs he buried his face in her pussy making her hips jerk a he sucked her clit. Breaking her kiss with Dafydd she moaned, pushing down against Pieter’s mouth.
Dafydd dragged her t-shirt over her head, undoing the front clasp of her demi bra letting her breasts tumble free, nipples hard nubs aching for attention. Dafydd flicked his fingers across her tight nubs making her gasp, her back arching off the bed.
“God, please,” she moaned.
Pieter looked up at Dafydd, She watched them kiss, sharing her sweetness before attacking her again.
“You taste delicious, Chloe.” murmured Dafydd.
As is they timed it, both blew on her body at the same time. Pieter over her pussy and Dafydd across her nipples.
“Such a responsive body,” smirked Pieter licking his lips.
“For you, always.” she whimpered as Pieter began licking her wet pussy.
Dafydd stood, moving to the other side of the bed. Stripping off his clothes he rolled onto the bed on his back beside Chloe. Lifting her up and over him so she was straddling his body.  His dick throbbed gently against her back. Pieter spread Dafydd’s legs, kneeling between them, his hand curled around Dafydd’s shaft making him jerk and moan. His sudden hiss had Chloe looking over her shoulder to find Pieter sucking Dafydd’s dick. She smirked and went back to work, her fingers trailing to his nipples, flicking and licking them. Her small teeth teasing and taunting for a moment. Looking up at his relaxed face he watched her, tangling his fingers in her long hair and hauling her up his body until their lips meet in a long laborious kiss.
Pieter, seeing her fine butt cheeks and crack pulled of Dafydd’s hard throbbing length and licked Chloe’s seam.
“More,” she gasped.
Lifting her up, he twirled his tongue around her clit, teasing her sheath and on to there butt. Dafydd’s dick now throbbed between her legs making her moan.
“You want him, darling,” he smacked her cheeks, rubbing in the pleasurable pain. “You want him to split you open, stretch you wide, fuck you hard?”
“Yes,” she whimpered, breaking her kiss. “Put his pole in me,” her eyes glittered with desire as she stared down into Dafydd’s eyes.
“Sheath me, Pieter. I want her pussy,” he said, cussing when he felt Pieter begin to stroke him again.
“On your knees, Chloe.” said Pieter.
Lifting up, Dafydd smirked and attacked her breasts. Chloe pushed her butt higher and shoulders down, pressing her nipples against his mouth.
“Take me, baby,” she murmured, feeling Pieter drag Dafydd’s length through her wet pussy, tantalizing her for a few minutes before pushing Dafydd’s dick into her hot entrance.
“Fuck it feels so good. Hot, soft,” Dafydd moaned, letting his hips take over with little jerks as Pieter pulled Chloe down Dafydd’s dick an inch at a time.
“Fuck, it looks amazing seeing you slid down his pole,” he said kissing Chloe’s back. “Fucking erotic.”
“I want all of him,” she tired to push down only to receive a slap on the butt.
“Not so fucking fast. Take it slow, darling.” He spread some of her juices over her butthole, his finger, pressing through her sphincter. Her hips moved back, higher, scraping her sensitive nipples over Dafydd’s chest and losing some of his dick.
“Give me,” she pressed back and down taking Pieter’s finger and Dafydd’s dick deeper inside. “I need you both,” she whimpered.
Pieter grabbed her hips yanking her down to Dafydd’s root. She screamed as her sheath gobbled him up, stretching and clinging to his dick. She felt Pieter crouch over her butt, wiping his covered dick over her rosebud, lining it up and pressing inside making her wail as she opened up taking his thick engorged head. He paused before slamming deep, his balls hitting Dafydd’s. Leaning one hand on Chloe’s back he lifted their balls together massaging them. Dafydd hissed and began to pump into Chloe. Pieter joined in.
“Tug her nubs, Dafydd, stretch them, bit them. Make her scream. Keep on thrusting, you feeling amazing against my shaft. Fuck yeah.”
They pounded into her body, their balls tightening as she climbed higher, wailing and panting, her body jerking against them until she tightened her muscles around their dicks and screamed, her orgasm making her body shake hard as she fell over the edge, eyes closed, her inner sheath and butt muscles clenching and releasing over and over while the men continued slamming hard.
“Fuck,” moaned Dafydd. “I’m cumming,” he yelled.
“Yes. Now,” roared Pieter and the slammed against her body, balls high and tight they released their cum in her holes, hips jerking as she milked them until they were dry. Her wails calmed as she slumped over Dafydd’s chest, with Pieter covering her back. His dick deflated slipping out letting him tumble to her side. Chloe lifted off Dafydd’s shaft, crawling over Pieter and kissed him.
“Thank you,” she murmured across his lips.
“Anything, Chloe.” He closed his eyes, running his fingers down her back as she snuggled between them. Dafydd spooned her body, kissing her neck and with a contented sigh stroked her hip pulling her back against his dick which stirred for another session.

Lock Me Down…

Published April 21, 2020 by Chloe King - Erotic Author

I was starting to hate Lockdown. Isolation in an isolated place. A farm in the middle of nowhere in Wales. How does one cope? Okay, I have lots of land to walk over, and Spring is in the air. I loved the outdoor and my garden my animals and wish I could race away into the distance except there’s an invisible wall I can’t get through, around or over.
Isolation sucks. May as well be in a straight jacket sitting in a white room. Now there is an idea. Tied and …BDSM. Could be great fun. Or should I tie my man up instead? A dream fantasy with my beautiful studly cats. God, they make perfect men and lovers in my dreams.

I call my cats and hurry into my bedroom. Laying on my bed, I close my eyes, letting my mind wander.
“Shift for me, darlings,” I whisper.
The bed dips either side of me, I smile dreamily, sinking into my fantasy.

Hands cup my pert breasts, massaging them gently, while another pair of hands remove my jeans and shoes. I shudder as his hands slide up my legs. Slowly I opened my eyes. Mace leant over kissing me while Pieter nuzzled my pussy with his nose, inhaling my scent, making me wetter.
“What’s your desire, Chloe?”
“Tie me down, fuck me hard, make me scream.”
With each of my words, Mace’s eyes widened, Pieter stilled a moment and ripped off my thong, his tongue lashing my pussy lips from back to front. He placed a kiss on my mound, crawling up my body and straddling my hips. Mace fell off the bed, making me giggle.
“Bound. How about a blindfold too?”
Mace got off the floor, glaring at Pieter. He moved to my closet, removing my silk scarves.
“How about binding her breasts and…
My pussy clenched at the thought, Pieter grinned at Mace. “She likes that idea.”
“Hell yeah.”
“Quiet or we’ll gag you,” he replied, brushing his mouth over my lips. “I like captive.”
My eyes trailed over his lush body, settling on his large throbbing dick which was trying to push out of his jeans.
Mace dropped the scarves on the bed and stripped off his clothing, his dick springing out, long and hard. Pieter stood over me, lifting his t-shirt over his head, releasing his dick, he left his jeans on. I clenched again, getting wetter.
“How are we going to tie her down?” said Mace.
“Tie her up and spread.” his eyes moved to an old hook in the ceiling that used to hang an oil lamp in years gone by.
“I want to fuck her now,” Mace muttered.
“Please,” I whispered.
“You fuck, I’ll restrain her ankles.”
They swapped placed. Mace knelt between my legs, lifting them to his shoulders and lining his large dick up with my pussy. I pushed closer and got smacked for my pains. Mace stroked his shaft through my wet pussy lips, pressing the engorged head on my clit. My hips jerked, and his shaft slammed to my core, making me wail as I stretched around his throbbing length. My muscles held on tight. He stilled, watching me.
I felt Pieter take my left ankle in his large warm hands gently tying the red silk scarf around my ankle. The purple one was already around my right ankle. Mace thrust again making me mewl. My eyes half open, watched Pieter wind the scarves around the foot of the bed rail, lifting me higher and closer to Mace, sending Mace’s dick deeper. I gasped, my back arching in delight of the sensations. Pieter tied the two ends together, moving to the middle of the bed he hooked them up above us.
“You do her arms. I want to…” he smirked, stroking his own hard shaft. “get inside her delicious body.”
“Damn,” Mace muttered, withdrawing and moving to pick up several other silk scarves. Soon he had my wrists tied to the bed head and was trailing another scarf down my stomach while Pieter began to tease me with his dick.
Mace tied a scarf around my middle and attached three more. Two he pulled between my legs either side of Pieter’s dick, between my butt crack and through the back of the main scarf. The third one move between my breasts and around my neck like a collar.
“Harder, Pieter,” I muttered.
He picked up the pace. I closed my eyes, my body climbing up to climax when I hissed in pain. Opening my eyes, I saw narrow belts with buckles fastened around my breasts, making them stick up higher. My nipples hard and aching. Pieter pulled away, making my climax disappear. 
My fantasy men were standing either side of my bed. Each with a piece of fine silk in their hands. They threading it through my nipple rings, stretching them taut. Heat flooded my pussy as they lifted the opposite end over the hook on the ceiling.
“You looked amazing,” said Mace.
“Fuck me,” I moaned, my breath hissing out at the stretch on my nipples.
“With great pleasure.,” grinned Mace. 
Pieter lifted me up, sliding under my back and lowering me down, making me whimper as my nipples stretched with the movement. His dick popped out between my legs rubbing through my wet pussy lips. I squirmed each time his shaft moved across my clit. Mace sat back between my legs, his hand curling around Pieter’s shaft lining it up with my sheath, Pieter’s dick slipped inside. Mace caught me legs pulling me down. I squealed as my nipples stretched one way and my sheath stretched wide impaled on Pieter’s massive dick. He filled me, sliding past my tight muscles, throbbing. He hissed down my ear.
“So fucking good,” he moaned.
Pieter began to thrust back and forth while I gasped in pleasurable pain with the stretch and relax of my nipples as he rocked back and forth. I closed my eyes with a moan, only opening them when I felt Mace’s thumb pressing on my clit.
“Going to stretch you wider, Chloe,” he stroked his dick, sliding it along Pieter’s until it hit my entrance until his engorged weeping head opened my sheath further.
“Shit, Mace,” I hands grappled with the sheets, fisting them as the continued thrusting together. Mace’s dick entered me. My muscles stretched to their limit, making me whimper. “P-please…”
“What do you want, Chloe?”
“All of …” I squealed, “you,” I wailed as his shaft slammed to my core with Pieter’s. Fuck I was so damn full of dick. 
“You feel amazing,” Mace leant over me, kissing up my stomach, leaving my breasts before leaning between the silk scarves and kissing me deeply.
“Love having your dick against mine, Mace,” smirked Pieter. 
Mace moved to the side and kissed Pieter. They began to thrust hard and fast, hitting my core. Mace’s hands slid up my arms to my wrists, his kisses moved back to my body while Pieter whispered dirty words in my ear.
Sitting back up, they fucked me hard, taking me higher. Mace pressed on my clit again in small circles. I gasped, trying to wriggle when Mace withdrew, holding the root of his dick. He grabbed the lube and a couple of condoms slipping one over his dick, he spread lube over my ass and eased through my sphincter, making me wail. He slammed hard, his eyes closed.
“Fuck Mace,” muttered Pieter, who was still fucking my sheath.
“I’ll fuck you shortly. Time to make her cum hard.” He pinched my clit, and I screamed my body shaking as my climaxed exploded.
“I need to cum…” panted Pieter.
“Hold on,” muttered Mace.
I felt him pull out of me, heard a rip of a foil package. A butt plug pushed in and began to vibrate. Pieter groaned.
“Hurry.” he tugged my ear as if to stop his orgasm then yelled. His body and dick slammed inside me.
“Fuck me hard, Mace,” he growled.
“Christ,” I screamed going over again as Mace pounded Pieter’s ass hard and fast until they both pressed deep and roared their release.
“Fuck,” Mace jerked against us both was he unloaded. He grabbed my legs pulled me to the root of Pieter’s dick as he groaned and I milked him of his seed, sucking it deep in my core, panting and moaning. My fists released the sheets, my body relaxing into bonelessness with Pieter murmuring beneath Mace and me collapsing.
“Damn. That was amazing.” I sighed.

“What was amazing?” said Dafydd from the door jamb of my bedroom.
I blinked my eyes open with a slow smile. “My dream,” I murmured, stroking the heads of my two favourite cats curled up beside me.
“I can be amazing too if you want,” he shrugged out of his t-shirt, sitting on the edge of our bed, flexing his arm muscles.
“You stink of horse. Go have a shower,” I laughed. 
“Shower with me, Chloe?”
“I suppose I could. There again,” I squealed when he rolled on top of me, his fingers tickling my side. I squirmed trying to get away, the cats jumped to the floor in disgust. Dafydd kissed me, nipping my ear and neck.
“Now you smell of horse too,” he smirked.
“You idiot.”
“Strip babe,” he got off the bed undoing his jeans, “come join me,” his eyes twinkled as he shoved his jeans and boxers down, hopping on one leg to remove his boots. “He wants you, my sweet.” Turning away, he moved into the master bathroom. 
I heard the shower release water, steam creeping into the bedroom. Jumping off the bed, I hurried out of my clothes, sneaking into the bathroom and into the shower, my cold hands moving around his waist, my pussy pressed against his gorgeous, pert butt.
“Damn you’re cold,” he muttered, turning us around until the hot water fell over my body. I put my head back letting the water wash over my face, smiling as I felt his hands cup and massage my breasts.
“Feels so good, Dafydd,” I sighed as his thumbs flicked over my nipples.
“Love your boobs,” he murmured, kissing around them before tugged with his teeth. My back arched, pushing my breasts into his mouth.
“I want your dick,” my hands cupped his balls, my fingers trailing up to his shaft, curling around his pulsating length. “I want him inside,” I stroked my fingers up and down.
“My pleasure,” he twirled me around, my hands landed on the glass wall. His hands spread my butt cheeks. I could feel his dick thrusting between my legs, the engorged head stroking over my clit. I tilted my hips
“In me now,” I demanded.
“Fuck,” he muttered lining his dick up he thrust to my core. I moaned, my eyes opening to find Mace and Pieter sitting there staring at us through the shower door. 
“Hard, Dafydd,” I hissed, watching the cats watch us.
“Hell yeah,” he held my hips tight, slamming to my core, his dick widening my sheath to accommodate him, squeezing him, holding him. God, he felt amazing. 
“Faster,” I pushed back against him, smirking over my shoulder. “Every fucking inch, Dafydd.”
“Damn,” he hissed, pumping quicker and harder, our bodies slapping together. “Tight. Cumming, Chloe,” he rubbed my clit, pinching it at the last moment and I screamed, my body shuddering with release, my muscles clamping around his throbbing dick, milking him of every drop. His hips jerked against me until he’d finished, his arms holding me up as my body relaxed.
“That was so damn good,” I leant into his chest, nibbling his nipples.
“Do you know your cats are staring at us?”
“Pervs aren’t they,” I giggled.
“A bit unnerving. You think they’re jealous?”
“Nope. Curious, more like.”
He began to wash my hair and body, patting my butt, I left him to his shower. Drying off and wrapping a towel around me, the cats followed me back to the bedroom, jumping up on the bed beside me.
“You two darlings need to behave. We can’t have Dafydd work out your charms,” I whispered, scratching between their ears.
“You belong to us,” hissed Mace.
“I belong to me,” I retorted.
“We love you,” purred Pieter.
“As I do you, my darlings. Now get gone. Keep an eye on the house.”
They thumped to the floor as they jumped off the bed, I shut the door behind them, removing my towel and sliding into bed looking forward to having Dafydd wrapping his arms around me. The sheet moved as he slid in beside me spooning my body against his.

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