Taken by Her Mates(58)

Crying out, I opened my eyes and looked at Nial.

“That’s it. Such a good girl. You’re so tight.” It was Nial’s turn to reassure me, Ander apparently so overcome by slowing filling my ass with his thick cock that he couldn’t speak.

Arching my back, I allowed him to slide even further. There was no pain, only the unbelievable sensation of being filled. I didn’t know if they could both fit, but I wanted more. I needed all of them in me. I saw the white-knuckled grip of Ander’s hands on the arms of the chair. He used them to anchor himself, to push against as he pushed even deeper. With Nial’s hands on my hips, I was not moving, caught—trapped—between them.

Their skin radiated heat; the musky scent of them, of fucking, swirled around us.

I felt Ander’s thighs against my bottom and I knew I’d taken all of him.

“Now you are mine, Jessica Smith,” Nial whispered against my lips. He lifted me up and dropped me on his cock as Ander slid back and thrust deep.

They began to fuck me then, in and out, alternating their motions. I could do nothing but hold on, my hands going to Nial’s tense shoulders.

I wasn’t doing anything, just letting them fuck me, to take both my holes in any way they saw fit. In a way they knew I needed.

It wasn’t enough. I wanted my fantasy. I wanted it all.

I reached behind me to find Ander’s hands. Once I had a hold of his wrists, I lifted them to cup my breasts, my intentions clear. He chuckled, but gave me what I wanted.

Next, I buried my hands in Nial’s hair and pulled his head down to mine and claimed his mouth in a kiss. I held back, teasing his tongue forward, asking him without words to kiss me as if he were fucking my mouth.

When I couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe, when every part of my body felt totally owned, claimed, worshipped by my mates, I let myself drift away, trusting them to give me what I needed. Trusting them to take care of me.

They didn’t hurt me, but they weren’t gentle. It wasn’t painful, but it was intense. It wasn’t sweet or tender, but sweaty, hot, wet fucking.

And I loved it. I was going to come and nothing was going to stop it. I stiffened, my inner muscles clamping down on both of my mates, forcing guttural sounds from both of their throats. “Masters, I… I can’t—”

“Come, mate. Come hard and let everyone know you belong to us.”

I’d forgotten about the crowd, but Nial’s words only forced me over the precipice. I screamed my pleasure as I squeezed their cocks. Everyone could see me coming. They could see how very well my men pleasured me. My mates made me feel cherished and loved, and safe in their arms. They’d broken me into pieces and then made me whole.

I let my head fall back on my shoulders, a huge smile on my face as I ground my hips down and clenched my inner muscles as tightly as I could. The collar around my neck had hummed, then felt warm. I wondered if it had changed color, if when next I looked it would be red, just like my mates’. They were mine forever, and they pleased me well. I was proud the entire planet bore witness to that.

Heat pulsed at my neck, hotter and hotter as I felt Ander thrust hard and fill me with his seed, his essence filling my back passage. Nial groaned and swelled within my pussy. With a tight grip on my hips, I felt him come, his seed jetting into me. I was full, brimming with their mark of ownership, their claim. I was well and completely taken.

I could feel their releases through the collar, feel their pleasure and it made me come again. The collar so hot against my neck, the intensity of the feelings pulsing from it caused tears to form in my eyes, the emotions too much for my human body to hold.

Closing my eyes, I collapsed in their arms. The men’s deep breaths were the only things I could hear. Their cocks inside me, their hot seed, Nial’s shoulders all I could feel. The scent of our carnal acts all I could smell.

Slowly, I opened my eyes and saw Nial’s cocky smile, then lower, the red color of his collar. I lifted my hand to mine and knew mine was just as red.

“I want to stay right here,” Ander murmured, kissing my neck. “Buried balls deep in your ass.”

My pussy clenched with pleasure and Ander chuckled.

“Through the mating bond, I know you want that, too. You naughty, horny little girl.”

I angled my head back so I could look at Ander. He was pleased and relaxed… sated.

“You want to stay buried in my ass, mate?” I tightened my inner muscles and he hissed.

“Gods, yes. But since it would be extremely difficult to walk buried inside you, perhaps we can part long enough to take you somewhere private.”

“The Prime’s chambers. Our chambers,” Nial said.