“Remove it?” Rorrick repeats, his narrowed eyes shifting over my features. His hand is in my hair so fast, I gasp as I’mbent backward, my lips parted as he leans over me. “What makes you think we want you to remove it?”
He doesn’t let me answer. Instead, his lips are on mine again, feverish this time, desperate. He consumes me, his own claim I suppose, as I’m helpless to deny him. I’d marked them, somehow, and despite the evidence that now rests on their skin, they want nothing more than to keep it. A tattoo. . . or a brand. If I’d have known I could do that, I’d have asked permission first. Rorrick, I know, doesn’t mind, but Seven. . . he spent his life as property. And I’d just branded him against his will…
Hands scrap against my body, stroking along my hips and thighs, fingers slipping between them. One of them strokes through my wetness, testing me, and an answering groan fills the air.
“You wanted us. Now we’re yours.Forever,” he whispers like a vow across my neck between scraping, hungry kisses. I whimper lightly, unable to stop the flutter of emotions that’s now flooding my body. “You’re so desperate for us, little fae,” Seven growls, his fingers arching to dip inside my wetness. “So needy.”
“Yes,” I hiss against Rorroick’s lips. “Please.”
“I like it when you beg,” Rorrick groans. “Such pretty lips primed and ready to suck us deep.”
I can’t help the moan that crawls past my lips as two sets of hands stroke between my thighs, probing at my entrance, teasing but not giving me what I want.
“Please,” I repeat. “I want to taste you.”
Rorrick groans so deeply, I fear he’s hurt. When I meet his eyes, his expression is fierce as he tucks my hair behind my ear and kneels up on the bed. I lift onto my hands and knees, crawling down to him as he strips his shirts from his shoulders and drops it off the side of the bed. Broad shoulders shadow overme. I reach for the fastening of his pants, but he beats me to it, freeing his large cock before I’m prepared.
Fuck.I should be better prepared.
Rorrick is fucking massive, his cock glistening with his desire as he reaches down and strokes himself with a large hand. The thickness of his length fills his hand entirely. The urge to taste grabs hold of me, and I lean forward to lick the tip. The flat of my tongue slides over his salty taste and I’m shivering at the sound of his moan and the feel of his hand twisting in my hair. A second set of hands stroke along the curve of my upturned ass, caressing my skin, before I feel hot breath against my swollen sex.
“Open,” Rorrick commands as he rubs his tip against my lips, distracting me from the sensations that surround me on all sides.
I do as he says, popping my lips open and letting him slide inside. He isn’t forceful. He doesn’t just shove inside like the men I’ve had experience with. He eases in, filling my mouth a little at a time and pulling back out, before easing back in again a little deeper. He gives me time to adjust, time to pull back. The moment I give the all clear with a moan and sealing my lips around him is the moment he decides to throw any caution to wind. He strokes inside my throat as deeply as he can, his hand fisted in my hair to hold me still. I open my throat, trying my best not to gag, ready for it, but I’m not ready for the feeling of soft lips against my core.
I cry out and jerk, but strong hands hold me still as Seven’s warm tongue slides slowly over my pussy. His hands caress along my skin, amping up the feeling as Rorrick strokes inside my throat again and again. The throbbing of his cock mirrors the pulse between my thighs and I want them both so badly it aches. Cold air flits in for a moment. The press of Seven’s talented mouth against my body is gone and a dip of sadness pools through my chest for a single passing second. Only whenSeven leans back and I feel the tip of his cock stroking through my fluids, do I remember what his special power is.
“You look so perfect like this,” Rorrick groans. “So beautifully shared between us.”
Seven presses at my entrance back and forth, teasing, and for a moment, I think he’s not going to enter me at all. For a moment, I think this is all it’ll be and that they’ll stop here. So I lean back slightly, pressing him just inside me, making it clear what I want. His fingers tighten on my hips briefly before he thrusts fully inside me. There’s no gentle easing or letting me grow accustomed to his thickness. Instead, I feel him swell to fit, his cock stretching me until I’m completely full. My lips part and I moan against the shaft of Rorrick’s cock, making him growl with pleasure. The snarl that comes from Seven’s throat is anything but human. It’s pure desire, pure hunger, and I’m the meal. Fingers bruise along my hips as he pulls out and slams back inside me again, forcing me to cry out once more around Rorrick’s cock in my mouth. Rorrick groans at the feeling of the sound and presses deeper, cutting me off, holding me on his cock while Seven starts to pound inside me with brutal force.
It’s like he’s detached from everything else in the world that isn’t him and I; lost in the feel of our bodies coming together in a sensation of total, consuming bliss.
And I understand that all too well.
“You belong to us,” Seven hisses, the words garbled as if his fangs are in the way.
His pounding hips against my ass jars me back and forth, fucking me while I fuck Rorrick in a perfect unison of pleasure between the three of us. It’s too much. It’s everything all at once and it builds and builds and builds between us.
“You’ve been given to my King,” Seven growls and his fingers dig harder into my flesh. “ But you’re as much mine as I’m yours, Pretty Pet.”
I cry out in agreement but it’s an uncontrollable, desperate sound of recklessness.
I’d have agreed to anything in that moment. As my orgasm came crashing down on top of me, I’d have let them drain me if it came to that. I scream around Rorrick, jerking at the feeling of being so full, and the bed disappears beneath me. My hands no longer clench in silk sheets. Instead, they’re buried in the sand, right there on the same beach I’ve come to know. I don’t think it’s Seven this time, though. This time, it’s all me.
Neither one of them slow their movements as the scenery changes around us. It doesn’t even last that long. The bright and sunny world around us trembles with the highs and lows of my emotions. We’re at the warm beach for a matter of a few minutes before another orgasm rocks me, sending us catapulting right back to Christian’s cool, dark bedroom.
Seven jerks inside me, his animalistic snarls growing louder as he bottoms out and holds me tightly against him. His cock jumps inside me, filling me with warmth as I shatter beneath him again, crying out around the thickness still pumping into my mouth. My legs shake when Seven slowly pulls back, and I very nearly collapse. His big hands firmly hold my hips up, his fingers brushing back and forth across my skin.
“My turn to feel that pussy milk me,” Rorrick purrs before slipping his cock from my mouth with a pop.
Seven lifts me high, letting Rorrick move into position near the headboard, his back against it. Then, with me facing Seven, he sets me down gently with my back against Rorrick’s chest. I straddle his strong thighs and my heavy breaths are the only sound in the silent room. Rorrick guides his thick cock to my entrance as I ease my still pulsing pussy down on him, stretching around his girth, slick from Seven’s release. Rorrick groans and grabs my hips, guiding me faster, until I’m seated on his cock more fully. A moan carries through the room and it takes amoment for me to realize it’s mine. He’s somehow bigger.Muchbigger. His breath fans across my neck as his hands come around to cup my breasts until he’s all around me, holding me like I’m a thing to be cherished instead of used.
I’ve never felt that before…
“I’m going to drink from your vein while you gush all around me,” he breathes. “I’ll have all of you, or nothing at all, lass.”
Seven crawls along the bed, his eyes heated on mine as Rorrick begins to stroke up into me. Rorrick leans me back, my thighs spread around him so I’m completely open as he starts to fuck me slowly. I cry out in pleasure at the feeling of him stretching me, at the way he kisses me along my neck, warning me of what’s to come. When Seven licks his lips and settles down in front of me, I nearly come undone. It starts as a teasing flick of his tongue. But then he seals his lips around my clit and everything washes through me all at once.
