Taken by Her Mates(50)

Both men left me then, all at once I was empty. I collapsed onto my side on the bed, the unique tang of Ander’s seed on my tongue and Nial’s dripping from my pussy and onto my thighs.

I couldn’t catch my breath, couldn’t move, even if I wanted to.

As I fought for air, I glanced up at my men. Their cocks were still hard, both red and shiny, glistening with my arousal, my saliva, and their seed. They stood shoulder to shoulder watching me.

“You’re not done, mate.” Ander’s words slipped under my skin and my nipples were instantly hard, my empty pussy aching. They looked sated, their expressions less intense, but their cocks had not deflated in the slightest. Were they truly ready to go again?

“You’re going to take my ass now?” I asked him.

He shook his head. “You’re not ready. Soon.”

“My… my pussy then?”

Nial spoke. “Your pussy is mine until you are bred. My seed must fill you and take root. As your primary mate, your first child is, by rights, mine. Once you are carrying my child, we will share that sweet pussy. Until then, and after you are well trained, he will take your ass.”

“Then—” I frowned. “What do you want now?” I’d already given them everything.

“I can feel your desire. It is not quenched,” Ander said.

It was true. I should be exhausted or unconscious, at the very least sore. I was none of those things. In fact, I was achy and desperate for more. “How—”

“You forget, mate, we know your needs,” Nial said. He’d allowed Ander to issue the orders up until now, but his tense facial expression made me believe that was about to change. “Part those thighs and show me your pussy.”

I should have been appalled by Nial’s command, but I could do nothing but obey. They’d only brought me pleasure so there was no reason to question. Besides, I’d just fucked both of them, so the time for modesty had passed.

Slowly, I shifted to lie on my back so I could part my legs. I bent my knees and let them fall open so he could see all of me.

“Now, show me how you touch yourself.”

Nial knelt at the foot of the bed and took one ankle. Ander copied him and took the other so they were right there seeing everything. There was no way they could miss my swollen folds. Or the seed that now coated my fingers. Or my clit that was huge and pulsing. Or my entrance that was clenching with eagerness for more cock. Or my back entrance, probably red and softened from the plug and rough use.

“Spread my seed all over that perfect pussy,” Nial commanded.

I did as he said and I could feel the hot slide of it warm me, soothe me, and make me so hot. It was an aphrodisiac. It was like C-bomb. I’d been drugged by my men’s desires.

“Oh, my God,” I moaned, circling my clit with Nial’s seed.

“Lick your fingers,” he said.

I lifted them to my mouth and sucked on them as Nial knelt between my legs and pushed his cock deep.

The taste of Nial’s seed overlaid Ander’s flavor and Nial’s powerful frame was on top of me even as his huge cock spread me wide. Ander moved, climbing on the bed until he knelt above my head. He leaned forward and reached over the top of me to push my knees wider as Nial fucked me. I lowered my hands to fist the sheets, but Ander grabbed them and lifted them over my head, placing them on his cock.

“Suck my balls as he fucks you, mate. Pump my cock in your hands and suck on my balls until he makes you come.”

Oh, God! He was so fucking naughty, such a bad, bad boy. I bucked my hips off the bed, wrapped my ankles around Nial’s hips, whimpering and begging him not to stop fucking me with each second of air I could spare. I worked Ander’s cock with my hands, twisting and fisting him, so attuned to him through the collar that I knew exactly what he liked.

When I lost my breath, I sucked in another one, begging Nial to fuck me faster, to strike my clit, to touch me.

As the crescendo built in our bodies, the collar’s feedback loop fed my mind data. The way Nial’s cock felt as he fucked me. The tight joy of my hands around Ander’s cock. Their satisfaction and pleasure as I arched and moaned, begging them to hurry, to make me scream.

Nial braced himself and slid one hand between us to stroke my clit as Ander stroked and plucked my breasts. I sucked him and felt him lose control, felt the hot jets of his seed as the warm liquid landed all over my breasts. He massaged it into my skin, the bonding essence making me scream as release after release rocked through me.

Nial fucked me until I couldn’t take anymore, until I was numb, and then he buried himself deep and filled me up. I was lost. I was ruined. I was dirty and slutty and totally theirs. I loved it. God, I loved it all.