Rebirth of the Nephilim-Chapter 609: Big Stuff

“What are you laughing at?”

“Nothing,” Syd shook her head as she tossed her hair over one shoulder. “Sabina is just being Sabina.”

Putting a clawed finger under her chin, Kerr turned Syd’s head to look up at her and meet her green eyes.

“Don’t get distracted, Little Stuff. Tonight, I get your ass all to myself.”

“Oh, so now I’m ‘Little Stuff,” huh?” Syd raised an eyebrow. “Where’d Big Stuff go?”

“I don’t know,” Kerr grinned wickedly, showing off her fangs. “I can’t seem to see her from all the way up here.”

“Mmhmm,” Syd hummed before tossing her pants away, turning, and letting her massive member brush against Kerr’s leg. “How about now?”

“Okay, fine, that’s still fucking huge,” the therion admitted. Then, her grin widened as she let her own newly reclaimed erection poke into Syd’s stomach. “But tonight, I’m claiming that title for myself.”

Syd let her hand fall onto Kerr’s ridged and rigid member, sliding her fingers from root to crown in a twisting motion that ended with her thumb rubbing circles around the leaking tip of her lover’s lubed up member. The massive beast of a cock had looked ridiculously large on Kerr at her normal height of a few inches over six feet. With her size doubled, the battering ram the woman was packing made Jadis shudder with anticipation.

“Okay, Big Stuff,” Syd growled in a sultry tone. “Tonight, I’m all yours. Now, what are you going to do with me?”

Kerr leaned down and licked Syd’s lips with her rough tongue.

“I’m going to have some fun.”

As promised, Jadis had performed the Duality of Flesh ritual with Kerr so that she could have a cock once again. Having completed the ritual with Eir’s assistance, Syd and Kerr had absconded from the borrowed bedroom and sought out a private location where they could be alone. The archer wanted one of Jadis’ bodies all to herself that night, so that was what she was going to get. Kerr loved group sex, but it seemed that wasn’t what she was after that night. The gray-furred therion had wanted Syd and some privacy, so that was what she got.

Fortunately, the temple they were staying in had a secluded ritual room. The chamber had been designed specifically for performing rituals that might require some privacy, so all of the windows were small and up high, with a door that could be easily barred from the inside. Circular and with an altar located on the north side, the room’s most important feature was its exceptionally tall ceiling. With such a high dome, the chamber had plenty of headroom for someone of Jadis’ height, or as the current case required, someone of Kerr’s magically enhanced height.

Kerr’s hands slid low and cupped Syd’s rear, lifting her into the air. Syd instinctively wrapped her legs around the other woman’s waist. She shivered in delight as her stiff member was pressed tightly between their bodies, then shivered again as she felt Kerr’s hot and slick shaft rub against the cleft between her cheeks.

“You know, I’m not mad at you,” Kerr murmured as she licked and nibbled at Syd’s jawline. “I was earlier. A little. Maybe more than a little. But not anymore.”

“I’m sorry I upset you,” Syd replied, eyes closed as she leaned into Kerr’s teasing touch. “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” Kerr said, then nipped at Syd’s ear. “I’m still going to fuck you like you owe me money.”

Syd let out a bark of laughter.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

With that, Kerr angled her hips and used a hand to guide her throbbing cockhead up into Syd’s waiting rear entrance.

The flared, fleshy spikes that ringed the crown of the therion’s cock pressed hard against Syd for an agonizing moment before her ring relaxed and allowed entry. Syd let out a groan of gasping pleasure as she felt each one of the ridges that ran along the underside of Kerr’s shaft slowly rub against her insides. By the time her lover was halfway inside her, Syd was trembling with the overwhelming sensation of being stuffed so full. When a few more inches were somehow crammed inside, she bit down on Kerr’s shoulder. As each subsequent inch entered her, Syd toes twitched and flexed as her ankles locked together in the small of the oversized therion’s back. When Kerr finally stopped pressing into her, Syd let out a shaky breath and mumbled against the side of her lover’s neck.

“All, ah, in?”

“Nope,” Kerr quipped, then slammed her hips up into Syd’s ass, sinking the last six inches to the root.

The ritual chamber rang with the song of wanton sex as the two rutted with abandon. Kerr lifted Syd high with each thrust, bouncing her hard and drawing jostled grunts from her throat. Kerr’s rumbling, beastly growls served as a base to Syd’s almost musical moans. Syd’s cock slid between Kerr’s breasts with each pass, coating her chest in a slippery film of precum as they rocked against each other with ferocious passion, and the air was soon filled with the scent of sex.

Syd’s eyes rolled back as she let Kerr take control, fully giving over her body to her lover and letting the woman who had bound herself to her use her for her own pleasure. Kerr’s large, clawed hands wrapped tight around Syd’s waist as she pistoned wildly into her. Every inch of her massive, throbbing cock filled her with burning desire for release, though Syd did not focus on her own climax. This moment was for Kerr; this fucking was for her lover’s relief. Her own satisfaction was secondary. So, Syd closed her eyes and squeezed.

“Fuck,” Kerr cursed at the sudden increase in tightness. “Ungh, you… gods, you feel so good.”

Syd’s reply was to lovingly bite and dip at Kerr’s neck while her hands practically mauled the therion’s heaving breasts.

“Fine,” the archer growled as she widened her stance. “The first one can be quick. I’ve got you for the rest of the night.”

Kerr’s pace quickened as her thrusts shortened, adding a fast staccato slap to the lewd symphony of sex. Her panting grunts competed with Syd’s for dominion as their hot breath mingled together. Soon, Syd felt the under-ridges of Kerr’s cock swell as she neared her climax.

“Gods, you’re going to split me in half,” Syd cried out as she rocked her hips down to meet Kerr’s rabid thrusts.

“Now—you know—how I feel—” Kerr replied between grunts as she slammed into Syd.

With a final plunge of her hips, Kerr wrapped her arms around Syd and squeezed her tight against her chest as her cock locked deep inside of Syd’s ass and released a torrent of seed pent up seed.

Syd felt every pulse and throb as her lover emptied herself inside of her. She also felt Kerr’s legs tremble as she swayed on her feet, barely maintaining her balance through the intense orgasm. While she had not yet reached her own peak, Syd felt her the pit of her stomach clench with need in time with each of Kerr’s pulsations. Her heart fluttered like a leaf in a hurricane as she panted against Kerr’s sweaty skin. The warmth she felt was not just from the cum filling her, but from the passion she felt for the therion. As Kerr’s throbbing slowed and the drip of escaped seed splattering on the stone floor could be heard, Syd gently kissed Kerr’s collarbone and licked at the abrasions she had left with her teeth.

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“Do you want me to take over for round two?” Syd asked as Kerr stumbled back a shaky step. “You can sit on the altar while I ride you.”

“That sounds really good,” Kerr panted, still catching her breath. “But first, I think we’ve got to do something about our third leg.”

“Huh?” Syd asked, her confusion showing as she looked down at her own unsatisfied cock. “You mean—”

“No, not that leg,” Kerr huffed. “We’ll get to that. Maeve! Get the fuck down here, you scoop of orange pervert!”

Syd craned her neck back to look up at the dome of the ceiling where the windows were located. No light but the moon shone through, but the shadow of a large cat-like beast shifted away from a dark ledge. With a couple of leaps, the black beast landed on the floor before quickly shapeshifting into an orange woman with an embarrassed expression on her face.

“I, uh, was just keeping an eye out,” Maeve explained lamely as she struggled to keep her black eyes away from where Kerr and Syd were joined. “You know. For spies.”

“Right…” Syd sighed, finding it hard to maintain a stern expression when she had a giant therion cock shoved up her butt. “You know, this is not very ‘good girl’ behavior.”

While Maeve’s hands went behind her back as she looked away in shame, Kerr let out a snort of amusement.

“Fuck that,” she grunted as she shifted her feet, stirring Syd’s insides around in a spine-tingling way. “I’m not here to reward good girls. I’m here to punish bad girls. Now strip naked and take a seat on that altar.”

Syd’s gaze snapped to Kerr, her eyebrows raised in surprise.

“Don’t give me that look,” her lover whispered as she lowered her face to let her lips brush against Syd’s ear. “We all know where that little dance you and Maeve have been doing is leading to. Let me have my fun.”

Syd let out a huff, then a groan as Kerr purposefully flexed her still flared cock inside of her rear.

“You’re a terrible tease, you know that.”

“Yes,” Kerr said before stealing a kiss. “And don’t act like you don’t love it.”

Pulling back from Syd’s lips, Kerr glanced at a stunned and motionless Maeve with a frown.

“What are you doing? I said strip! Now move!”

With a jump, the caught Fetch quickly pulled her button shirt off and shimmied out of her tight pants. Syd could feel Kerr’s throb of approval when the shapeshifter’s naked rear was revealed. She couldn’t blame her for the interest, not when her own unsatisfied shaft throbbed with equal desire. Maeve truly had crafted a gorgeous posterior when she had made a permanent appearance for herself with Jadis’ help. A genuine work of art.

“Go sit on the altar,” Kerr repeated her order.

With silent anticipation, Maeve did as she was commanded and sat down on the stone slab, her fists on her knees as she looked up at the two towering giants who were already locked together in carnal passions. Syd noticed the Fetch bite her lower lip as her black eyes quite obviously stared at the swell of the Nephilim’s perfect rear which had been skewered in such a lewd way.

“You sit right there,” Kerr growled as she walked over to the altar, each bouncing step seemingly taken with the intent of stirring her cock around inside of Syd. “And don’t move.”

Taking hold of Syd’s legs, Kerr forced them to unlock from around her waist. Then, with exaggerated slowness, the therion twisted the smaller Syd around with removing her engorged cock from her ass. Syd shivered and moaned at the sensation of being spun around, her eyes closing as her breath hitched. When she opened them again, she had her back to Kerr’s chest who had one arm wrapped firmly around her torso. Directly in front of her was Maeve, who stared up with comically wide eyes.

“Now, we get to finish you off,” Kerr purred as she wrapped her other hand around Syd’s cock and gave it a firm squeeze. “You’ve been good enough so far, I suppose.”

Kerr wiggled the base of Syd’s length, causing the whole shaft to sway wildly as precum leaked from her tip. Several large drops splattered across the swell of Maeve’s orange chest, and one wet dribble even stained the Fetch’s right cheek.

Maeve’s eyes went half-lidded as she lifted her head, reaching out towards Syd’s magnificence with the look of a worshipper seeking to touch divinity.

“No!” Kerr pulled Syd’s cock up and away from Maeve’s reach. “Remember, this is a punishment for a very, very bad girl. You don’t get to touch. You just sit there and think about good this thick slab of meat is going to feel once Jadis finally crams it inside your pussy. Or your ass, if you have a hole back there. Or anywhere else she wants to. Because it’s going to feel so fucking good, you won’t even believe it.”

As Kerr murmured her crude words, she caressed Syd’s shaft in long, firm strokes that seemed to emphasize the Nephilim’s size. Each downward pass forced her cock to wiggle and sway, while each upward stroke ended with Kerr pointing the dripping crown directly over Maeve’s face. Syd was leaking so much by that point that the Fetch’s translucent orange skin was shimmering with a sweet-smelling glaze.

“Maybe if you’re really good, she’ll let you grow a cock and stick it inside her,” Kerr grunted as she thrust her hips against Syd’s ass with a loud smack. She couldn’t move much, since her cock was still knotted inside of her, but she timed her motions hips with her hand. “I don’t know if you ever tried being the one with a dick before, but it’s fucking great. Not something I’d give up my pussy for, but then again, I might if it meant I got to pour my load into Jadis’ hot core every day. There’s nothing like her. She feels so fucking good, so fucking good, she actually gets me to pray my thanks to the gods that I met her. I never thanked the gods for anything, not really, not before Jadis. Now I get her whenever I want her. And maybe, if you’re a really, really good girl, you can have her, too.”

Syd could hear the wicked grin in Kerr’s voice as she purposefully thrust herself against Syd hard enough that Syd’s tip bounced mere inches away from Maeve’s parted lips.

“But not tonight. Because you were a very bad girl for spying on us without permission. So now, all you get is a bath.”

“A bath?” Maeve murmured, her gaze practically going cross-eyed as she stared at Syd’s cock.

“Well, I would have said taste,” Kerr grunted lewdly as she thrust again. “But with how much my girl here comes… well. Hold your breath.”

Syd had a laughable moment of thought where she wanted to correct Kerr and tell her that Maeve didn’t need to hold her breath since she didn’t have lungs. Then Kerr thrust her flared shaft inside her again and all thought of pedantic explanations was knocked right out of her ear.

Syd’s hands reached back and up as she held onto the Kerr’s neck and shoulder behind her. As the stroking and thrusting intensified, she put her right foot against the edge of the stone altar to keep them stabilized. She was careful not to touch Maeve and thus invalidate Kerr’s punishment, though she could feel the burning heat of the Fetch’s impassioned desire radiating from her side against her calf.

Since she was already primed, it only took a few more strokes before Syd’s peak was reached and the first long rope of cum was painted across Maeve’s face. The splatter of white went from over her right eye, across the bridge of her nose, and dripped down her left cheek to hang perversely down to her shoulder. Syd’s seed stood out starkly against Maeve’s orange features, and for the briefest of instants, the Fetch’s appearance reminded Jadis of an orange candy with a white sugar drizzle. Then the second pulse of her climax ripped through her and she stopped thinking about silly comparisons.

By the time Syd had come to a panting finish, Maeve was a complete mess. Thick Nephilim seed was splattered across her face and body, coating her in a layer of frosting that slowly dripped onto the stone altar under her. The Fetch seemed to have forgotten that she didn’t have any need to breathe like a human would and was taking long, deep breaths through her nose. Without blinking, she used her both of her hands to scoop up the front of her flat stomach, dragging her across her firm breasts, and filling her palms completely with cum before she reached her neck. Then, treating the seed like blessed water, the Fetch tilted her head back and let her double handful drip across her face again.

“Hmph,” Kerr growled with obvious desire. “Maybe this wasn’t a good punishment. You look like you enjoy that.”

“I do,” Maeve replied with a shudder. “I really do.”

“That’s okay,” Kerr tsked. “We’ll make this bad girl be good yet. Get on your hands and knees on top of the altar. Head down, ass up. Yeah, just like that. I’m going to fuck my bonded lover’s ass again and I want something beautiful to look at while I do. We aren’t going to touch you, but you can touch yourself, if you can’t bear to wait until we’re done. Just keep that beautiful ass in the air where I can see every perfect inch of it.”

As Kerr spoke, she maneuvered Syd so that she was standing bent over at the waist with her hands on the stone altar, her face only a foot away from the lewd display of Maeve’s raised rear. Her eyes briefly met the shapeshifter’s dark orbs from where she had her orange cheek pressed against the stone before she was distracted by the Fetch’s hand playing with the splayed lips of her translucent pussy.

“This kind of feels like more of a punishment for me than Maeve,” Syd grumbled as Syd put her hands on her hips.

“Now why in the world would you think something like that,” Kerr asked with false innocence.

Then, the wicked therion pulled almost completely out of Syd before she thrust back in with a loud, wet slap of flesh on flesh.

“Just a hunch…”