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I turned the corner, and a set of warm arms closed around me, lifting me up in the air, his hot breath on my neck.
“Got you, little nymph,” he whispered, and I shuddered, an uncanny mixture of fear and arousal heightening all sensation, turning each touch and sound into tingling pleasure.
Steps sounded behind me. I turned my head to see the newcomer. It was Pan, grinning with triumph.
Who was holding me?
Chapter 4
Flute Duet
“Nice catch,” Pan said, coming closer and putting his hands in my hair. He leaned in and kissed me, plunging his tongue deep into my confused mouth. I returned his kiss, letting go of my spinning thoughts.
When Pan broke away, I looked up at the stranger who still held me, his hands under my ass, kneading my flesh. He was… Pan. Pan, down to the closest detail: the wild tangle of his beard, the fiery flash in his mischievous eyes.
“My name’s Nomios,” he said, leaning in to lick my neck. “I am Pan, too.”
He kissed my neck, both hands under my ass, fingers splayed wide. He massaged my cheeks ever nearer my asshole. Pan stepped closer and lowered the strap of my dress, exposing my breast. He started playing with my nipple, pinching and kneading it thoroughly.
“Wha… How?” I managed between gasps.
“I can multiply,” Pan explained, nuzzling into my neck from behind. “And I’ll be fucking you with two cocks. Objections?”
Nomios chose this moment to grind his erection against my core while Pan flicked my nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure through my clit.
“Oh! Fuck no. No objections.”
“Excellent,” Pan said with laughter in his voice. He swept the dress off me in one impatient motion, tugging it free when it snagged on my elbow. “Did you get it?”
Nomios handed him a large glass bottle. Something glittered inside.
“A special Revel lube,” Pan explained, giving me a slap on the ass. I squeaked. “You will sit on Nomios’ face, little nymph, and you will suck his cock.”
Nomios let me go and lay down in the grass, his body sprawled luxuriously, everything on display. Muscular arms, broad chest, powerful legs covered with thick fur.
A drop of dark pre-cum glistening on his hard, engorged dick.
I looked back at Pan, and it gave me vertigo. Both satyrs looked exactly the same. Both cocks were standing rigid and ready, their heads pointing at me.
Pan frowned, seeing my wide-eyed wonder, and swung his arm so fast it blurred. My ass stung with the slap, the sound of flesh hitting flesh loud in the muffled quiet of the maze.
“Now, Jane,” he said, his voice cold with warning.
Electrified with a primal need to obey, I scrambled to Nomios and plonked down on his face, leaning closer to his shaft. A pair of strong hands gripped my hips and repositioned me, and soon, a warm tongue was licking slowly between my folds.
And as I watched the satyr’s cock, my burning curiosity could finally be satisfied.
It was deep purple, almost black, with prominent dark veins running under its smooth skin. They pulsed, as did the protruding, perfectly round bumps, which felt so heavenly earlier, inside me.
The head wept inky pre-cum, glistening in the magical orb light. A strong, sweet smell wafted to my nose, tart too, and I took an experimental lick.
The satyr pre-cum tasted like berries with a stronger bite. I frowned, lapping at it with small licks of my tongue, and Nomios’ cock twitched, more pre-cum glistening on its head.
He licked me thoroughly, slowly, and I grew impatient now I’d studied the mystery of the cock up close. I wiggled my hips, pushing myself at his mouth, but another firm pair of hands clamped down.
Both satyrs held me in place, and I could not move.
With a moan of disappointment, I focused on Nomios’ cock and took the head in my mouth, hoping that if I sped up, he would, too.
