Fuck!
My head falls back to his shoulder as I tighten my legs around Zee, holding on for dear life as my kraken powers inside of me, pummeling into my cunt with wet sucking sounds as Bracken’s mouth drops to my ear, whispering dirty promises.
“You’re going to come for him. You’re going to let him feel you explode around his cock, and then I’m going to slide inside of you alongside him, and you’ll take it, Goldie. You’ll take every inch we have, and then we are going to fuck you so you never forget that you are ours. Not just his, ours.” His fang nips my ear, drawing blood, and he sucks it away again.
The pressure, the stilma, Zee’s cock…
My body can’t take it.
I must say it out loud.
“No, you were made for this,measma. You were made for us,” Zee snarls, speeding up and tilting my hips so he drags along my engorged nerves.
My breath hitches, and my legs begin to shake. I feel my orgasm clawing at my insides, wanting out. Suddenly, just like my magic, it explodes through me.
I scream and jerk between them as I come all over Zee’s length just like Bracken promised. Zee fights my clamping cunt as he thrusts into me, fucking me through the aftershocks, and when I relax, I feel Bracken.
His cock presses against my ass, sliding over my cheeks and wetting them with my juices, and then Zee stills, letting Bracken control the situation.
“I told you what was going to happen, Goldie,” Bracken purrs in my ear as his cock slides to my already full entrance.
“You…You won’t fit,” I rasp out.
“Oh, I will. You were made for us. Let me prove it.” That dark voice in my ear makes me shiver in need, even after coming twice, and then the blunt tip of him pushes into me, stretching me to the point of pain as his cock slides along Zee’s. The slow stretch, the burn, makes me whimper like a hurt animal, but Zee licks my breasts, his stilma sucking at my clit until I relax.
“That’s it, Goldie. Take every inch,” Bracken rumbles. “Fuck, you’re so tight, so fucking wet. Shit, I didn’t know it would feel this good with him inside you as well.”
Oh, shadows!
Several slow, tortuous seconds later, he’s fully seated in me, and then we are all panting and holding still. The fullness is indescribable, but when they start to move, my eyes close as I fade into nothing but theirs, just like they promised.
“That’s it,measma. Let go. Let us take care of you,” Zee rumbles, nipping my breast, no doubt leaving red marks behind.
Bracken’s fangs drag along my shoulder, both a threat and a promise, as he pulls out and thrusts back in, until they find a rhythm and move together.
Claiming me.
Their hands are possessive, their mouths are promising, and their fangs are all mine.
“Please!” I cry out when it gets to be too much. I’m shaking and overwhelmed by the sensations, and then there are claws in my hair, tugging my head around viciously.
My eyes snap open, clashing with Grim’s heated gaze. “You can and you will. Eyes on us. Let us see them claim you.”
“Grim!” I shout.
“Ours,” he snarls, his face in mine. “You are ours. I won’t apologize for trying to kill anyone who tries to take you away. They might to appease you, but I never will. I’ll rip anyone who gets in my way to shreds—that’s a promise.” He slams his lips to mine, his kiss brutal and perfect.
Coils slide along my legs, stroking me, and when my eyes open once more, they clash with Krug’s, who’s standing next to Grim.
All of them watch and touch me in some way, proving I am theirs.
The orgasm that slams through me is so strong, magic pours from me and into all of them, like a rope tethering us together. Zee howls, his head dropping back, and just hammers into it. Bracken sinks his fangs into me as he thrusts before stilling. The barb follows a moment later, hooking inside me.
Zee’s hips stutter, and he jerks at the feeling of the barb, and then I feel their release splashing inside me.
My name is scrawled across their souls so brightly, it sings to my soul.
I feel it across all of them.
