Nick swallowed hard, pressing his face into the coverlet and his ass into Aidan’s caresses. “Yes, Maighstir. Please.”
The green-eyed mer growled in pleasure, and Nick felt both his hands rubbing and exploring now, spreading the muscular furrow wide. Aidan’s tongue licked one side, then the other, before lapping a wide, wet stripe right down the middle, and he groaned unashamedly. “Oh, yes. Please!”
“That’s what I like to hear.” The mer started teasing the sensitive flesh, nipping and gently biting along the sides of each cheek before returning to lap warmly at Nick’s perineum and anus. Nick tried to muffle his low, hungry noises as he worked to stay still and accept the astounding pleasure pulsing through him.
Obviously not satisfied with that, Aidan stepped up his line of attack. Pointing his tongue, he pressed the tip directly against the furled hole, slipping in just a bit before pulling out again. He kept teasing until Nick felt the muscle give way, electricity tightening his balls and the muscles in his thighs as he was opened to Aidan’s loving onslaught.
Humming happily, the mer got down to the business of driving Nick insane with his tongue. At the same time Liam stretched out next to him, running a hand possessively over his shivering torso and shoulders. “You want this, don’t you, baby?” he murmured directly into Nick’s ear, warm tickling breath as much of a stimulant as his words. “You always wanted to be our dirty little toy, our sweet cockslut. You need to have both our cocks inside you, claiming you, making you ours. It’ll hurt, but we’ll make it hurt just right, make you come so hard between us.”
“Ngh, yes,” Nick slurred, thrusting back on Aidan’s tongue. “Oh, God, Maighstir, please.”
Dimly he noticed Liam twist away, then return with a carved box. It was something the mers had brought back from their underwater home, and Liam wouldn’t let him open it. “We’ve been saving these for you, boy,” the mer said now. “And we’re going to enjoy using them on you.”
He opened the box, taking out a selection of gorgeous multicolored glass buttplugs. The smallest one was no larger than Nick’s little finger, and the largest was almost the size of a man’s fist at its widest part.
He goggled at the iridescent glass. “Where did you get those, Maighstir? They’re gorgeous.”
“A gift from one of Poseidon’s one-eyed craftsmen in return for helping him win a lovely Naiad’s heart,” Liam said, reaching back and grabbing a large bottle of lube from the nightstand. “He swore that they would inflame the desire of anyone who used them. Let’s see if he was right.”
The next hour turned into an unending bout of heavenly torture as his masters pulled him onto his knees, head resting on the bedcover, and carefully worked him open with successively larger plugs. Nick moaned and begged as each one was inserted into him, twisted and pushed here and there until the tip rubbed across his prostate and his vision whited out with pleasure. At the same time Aidan teased his cock through all of it, occasionally clasping the base in a tight, almost painful grip when Nick teetered on the edge of orgasm.
As Liam worked up to the larger, thicker plugs, a stinging burn was added to the pleasure, heightening it as his inner muscles tried to stretch wider and wider with each invasion. Nick breathed through the increasing pain, allowing himself to ride it, rise above it, lured into the calming fog of subspace.
“Last one,” Liam murmured as if from far away. Something large began to push into him, then widened impossibly.
He panted, whining with the sharp, buzzing pain. “I can’t! It’s too big!”
“You can take it, boy,” Liam soothed, rubbing one warm hand down his spine. “Relax and breathe.”
Nick could only obey, riding the tidal wave of ecstatic pain as the thickest part pushed against strained muscles, threatened to split him apart, then breached him. He let out a sob when he realized there was no neck to it, only the huge shaft.
It was carefully thrust a few times back and forth, moving slickly in and out of him, then pulled out. “Up, baby boy,” Aidan muttered, pushing Nick into a kneeling position and sliding under him. “Come on, kneel over me.”
Sweating and lost, Nick let them move him into position, kneeling over Aidan’s groin. Something warm slid between his cheeks before Liam adjusted his position, pushing him down onto Aidan’s cock. Nick rocked back and forth, enjoying the relief from pain and the simple, aching pleasure of Aidan’s shaft sliding along his prostate, before he was urged flush against Aidan’s chest. The green-eyed mer’s arms came around him, holding him in place for a luscious kiss full of lips and tongue.
“You feel so good around me, baby,” Aidan whispered, biting gently on his lower lip before sucking on it. “Get ready, now.”
Nick moaned into his mouth, then again as he felt something else nudging at his stretched ring. Millimeter by millimeter, Liam pushed his cock over Aidan’s into Nick’s straining anus. The shivering pain rose, prickling into a taut, impossible pleasure when Liam finally seated himself.
Both of them, Nick thought dimly. Oh, God, they’re both inside me.
The mers proceeded to take him apart with exquisite skill, finding a sliding, ratcheting rhythm as they fucked him. Blind to anything but the mounting stimulation, lost in subspace and the safety of his masters’ arms, he sucked and bit at Aidan’s lips, cheeks, chin, and let Liam turn his head and do the same to him. Somehow his cock had remained half-hard all through the stretching process, and it was starting to return to full erection now, stoked by every doubled stroke from his mates.
Liam came first, shouting and shuddering as he thrust hard once, then again. His strokes slowed even as Aidan’s sped up, fist closing around Nick’s aching cock. “Come with me, baby,” the green-eyed mer ordered. “Let us feel it. Come!”
Nick screamed, the orgasm ripping through his body from some deep, dark well of submission and need. Panting, he watched Aidan’s hand milk the last ropes of cum from his balls, then hold up the sticky hand. He licked it clean, swallowing his own seed and sucking Aidan’s fingers into his mouth, shamelessly fellating them.
“Gods, yes!” Aidan bucked hard, pushing him back against Liam as the mer shuddered and came.
Nick swallowed the last droplet of semen he could find, then sagged down onto Aidan’s chest. The clouds closed in, turning his mates’ withdrawals into a hazy dream laced with one, then another spike of pain. Closing his eyes, he drifted.
A long time later, he felt something warm and damp carefully stroking over his abused hole. Belatedly he realized it had to be Liam cleaning him. Unwilling to move, he finally heard the mer toss the terrycloth onto the floor. The bed dipped, and he was rolled onto his side between Liam and Aidan, nuzzling into Aidan’s sweaty neck while Liam spooned him, careful not to put too much pressure on his ass.
“That was incredible,” Liam murmured softly into his ear, kissing the lobe. “Thank you for trusting us, chuisle.”
“We love you so much, Nicky,” Aidan said, kissing his forehead.
He surrendered to the warmth and closeness of his men. His ass would hurt like hell tomorrow, and undoubtedly Ian would make some sort of snarky comment about his walking a little bowlegged, but he could live with it.
The upcoming days wouldn’t be easy ones, not with an insane Nereid out there wanting to burn the world down. Tracking down the source of the nanites that had turned her into a monster was also going to be one hell of a challenge. But as long as he was with Liam and Aidan, Nick had the feeling that they could face anything and win.
Finally you understand, a satisfied voice said from deep within. Good. Now rest and sleep, my child. You have a lot of work ahead of you, and so do your mates.
Nick sighed. Yes, Gaia.
A soft chuckle was his only reply.
The End
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