The Ugly Duckling Of The Tiger Tribe-Chapter 243: He’s not sane

Damar’s emerald eyes were devoid of emotions and all that was left was the cold lust he felt in the heat of the moment.

His instincts had taken over, and there was no sign of the kind and gentle husband I knew.

It scared me.

And then, he thrust both his dicks deep inside me, deeper than I had planned.

Nothing ever goes as planned when it comes to intercourse, it seems.

My back arched and my body dropped on him, trembling. It was too deep. Too much.

If he continued like this, I wasn’t sure I would be able to handle it.

Then, Noah came. He pushed Damar’s shoulder down.

"You’re too hyped up. Relax." He said but Damar didn’t listen. He couldn’t.

He repeated the action a few more times, leaving me gasping for air and ready to reach orgasm once again.

Moans flew out of my mouth in waves, my eyes rolled back, and saliva dripped down the corner of my mouth. I was losing myself to the feeling of lust once again.

As much as I wanted to be cautious, I couldn’t... Not when he was in control.

And then, when it felt like I was truly going to lose my mind, Noah pried Damar’s hand off me and then lifted me, separating us.

"I think that’s enough for a quick test."

No, no, it wasn’t enough. I was just about to cum and... My eyes cleared up and I saw Damar looking like a fierce beast, about to rush after me.

I gulped.

"You see that? He’s not sane."

"Yes, I-I can see." My eyes were hazy, and my body was fuzzy.

The feeling of being fucked still felt fresh across my body and Noah could see it.

He didn’t say anything about it, though.

"Though it’s like that, you’ll still have to keep at it since he’s nowhere near being over his rut." He said. "Let’s just make him calm down a little."

"How?"

"Make him cum once... On both dicks." He said and then opened his mouth, as if to make a point. "Using your mouth."

So, he wanted me to... I looked at the two dicks that were threatening to stay through my guts and gulped... Use my mouth?

He was pretty clear on that.

"Can’t I just... Make him cum inside me?" I asked. "If I put him in, he’ll definitely cum."

"Well, you could do that, but there’s no telling if he’ll calm down afterwards. He’ll still be inside you and keep going."

Yeah, I guess that’s true.

I was anxious, my heart was thundering and my insides were pulsing. The space left after taking Damar out was throbbing, empty, wishing to be filled.

But I couldn’t be reckless because of my lust.

"Alright, then... Can you hold him still for me?"

I doubt Damar will remain still while I suck on both his dicks. I’ll have to do as much as I can.

"Sure thing." He said and then let go of me. In a moment, he was behind Damar, his arms hooked over him and holding him in place. "Steady... Just relax and enjoy the show, okay? You’ll definitely love it."

I looked into Damar’s fierce eyes one more time as I knelt in front of him. Then, I dropped my eyes from him to his dicks and smelled myself on them. Well, whatever. It won’t kill me.

I opened my mouth and then took the first one in.

I slurped the tips, the strange taste of Damar’s precum mixed with the taste of my insides was like a pang to my senses.

Noah watched from above, biting his lip as the sight turned him on even more.

Damar, on the other hand, was breathing hard. He was feeling the movement of my tongue so intensely... It made him shudder and then grunt and then... He began to move, like he was at jis limit.

I was doing my best, picking the sides, sucking the tips and taking them in as deep as I could, one at a time, while stroking the other.

It reminded me of the first time I gave him a blowjob. Back then, we were still so unfamiliar with each other’s bodies but now... It looked like we had grown on each other enough to tell what curves were what with out eyes closed.

It looked like in that brief moment when he was about to reach his climax, Damar regained his consciousness and called out to me.

"A-Ari..." He gasped and then grunted. "I’m... I’m cumming. I’m cumming, Ari."

That’s good. He should cum so he can be a little less wild compared to how he was before.

He scared me with that look in his eyes and I wish I never get to see it again.

Damar finally ejaculated, his dicks spurting out semen loads at a time, drenching my face with that thick liquid.

It was done. He finally came.

Now I don’t have to worry about him going overboard.

I wiped my eyes with the back of my palm and didn’t bother about the rest.

I turned, getting on my knees and exposing my gaping holes.

"If... If you’re calm now," I said. "Will you do it more gently now?"

Damar looked at me and gulped.

Noah let go, leaving Damar to come towards me, kneeling on the floor and then positioning both his dicks on my entrance.

I bit the inside of my mouth, bracing myself for the impact and then it came.

Straight inside me, hitting the spot that made me shudder uncomfortably in the first thrust.

I gasped, my hands trembling. ’Yes, that’s it. Just like that.’

He moved slowly, his eyes closed as he savored the feeling of my insides.

Just as this was going on, Noah finally got to my front, no longer having the patience to keep his dick in hiding.

"I don’t assume your mouth is tired yet," he said, bringing out his dark scary dick and lowering himself to press it to my lips. "Come on, I think it’s my turn now."

I gulped and then opened my mouth, ready to take him in when Damar pulled me back, and glared at Noah.

"Mine," he raised, his arms wrapped around me.

He had suddenly become so territorial and possessive. Did this come with the rut as well?