Smack!
Ouch! I stiffened and tried to shift away from the stinging blow Lev rained down on my ass but there was no way I could move. The heat of his last strike sent a lightning bolt of need to my pussy and my body began to tremble.
“That was for not obeying me immediately. We would be done now, but you clearly need more.”
Smack!
“That was for your sass.”
Smack!
“That was for denying yourself this. You like to be spanked.”
“I like seeing your pink handprints on her soft skin.” Drogan. He was a cocky bastard. “May I interrupt, Lev? Just for a moment?”
Lev agreed and I tensed in anticipation as Drogan knelt between my legs.
Tor, directly in front of me, gripped the base of his cock and began to stroke himself off. I could do nothing but watch as pre-cum seeped from the tip and formed a bead on the metal ring. I licked my lips, eager to taste it. I was ridiculously desperate for his cock, even though some twisted part of me believed I should hate them for this, hate myself for wanting more.
I cried out as Drogan’s mouth clamped down on my pussy. He licked and sucked me, stabbing deep with his tongue until I was squirming and thrashing on the table. I opened my mouth to cry out and Tor used that opportunity to slip his cock into my mouth a couple of inches, just enough to tease me with his pre-cum. The chemicals from his seed hit my bloodstream like searing hot lava rolling through my body. With Drogan’s mouth sucking hard on my clit, I saw stars. I was on the edge. I needed to come.
In some kind of silent agreement, both men pulled away from me, leaving me panting. Begging. God, I was pathetic. I felt like a wild animal, completely out of control. I needed them. I wanted them. In my mouth. In my pussy. In my ass. Everywhere. Anywhere. I needed—
Lev’s huge hand stroked my ass like he was caressing his favorite pet and I pushed back into him, desperate for contact. “You will count out your punishment from earlier, Leah. Twenty to start. If you’re a good girl, I might let you have more.”
Lev began to spank me and each time I gasped at the heat of it, the tingling, fiery burn of it. “One. Two,” I counted as I kept my eyes on Tor’s cock. Each hard strike shifted me forward on the bench so the ring in my clit made contact with the hard surface beneath me. I whimpered with each strike, the hot burn spreading through my system like liquid fire.
When I got to seventeen, something deep inside me broke open, unleashing a storm of emotion I had no hope of controlling as tears raced down my cheeks. Weeks of fear and worry, nerves and anxiety about having my fiancé find me, poured out of me with each painful strike of Lev’s hard hand on my ass. He didn’t stop at twenty, and I didn’t want him to.
Surrounded by these men, my rational mind shut down and the primitive animal inside me took over. It knew I was safe. Totally, completely safe, and my walls fell. My control slipped. I sobbed. I counted. I begged him to spank me harder, to break me wide open and take my pain and fear away. Even though I was lightyears from Earth, I’d brought my emotions from there with me, like unwanted luggage. I whimpered and pleaded with my mates to own me, to fuck me, to keep me forever.
By the time I reached thirty, sweat coated my skin and my ass was pulsing with heat. My nipples tightened to the point of pain and I was desperate to be fucked. Filled.
I needed to come. I needed them to fill me up.
Lev’s swats changed to a gentle stroking, the softest caress, as Tor stepped toward me. “Open up, Leah.”
His cock was inches from my mouth and I could do nothing but do as he said. Nor did I want to.
“Good girl. Now stick out your tongue. I’m going to come all over it.”
I watched as he continued to stroke himself before he settled the tip of his cock on my tongue, the hard ring pressing down. He groaned as hot seed spurted to coat the inside of my mouth. I could taste him, salty and hot. With a ragged breath, he stepped back, then knelt down before me.
“Swallow.”
I did, then licked my lips. Within a matter of seconds, arousal pumped through me with such intensity that I was about to come. I closed my eyes and groaned, gave myself over to the feeling. Was this what shooting heroin was like? Pure bliss?
“Oh, Lev, please.”
“Please, what?” he asked from behind me, his voice dark and rough.
“I need you to fuck me.”
I fought against my bonds, frantic to get my hands on a cock. “Please. I need it.” My eyes flew open and I began to panic. “It’s too much. I need it. Give it to me!” I shouted.
What was wrong with me? I was… desperate. It only became that way after I swallowed Tor’s seed. God, this fever was caused by the seed power they spoke of. The thought terrified me for a moment, but then I remembered Lev’s explanation. This bond had the same effect on the men. They needed me as much as I needed them.