Her Viken Mates(32)

“She just got wetter. Damn, she’s dripping.”

I felt her try to nod as Liam confirmed her eagerness for our rough play. I released my hold and she turned her head to look in my eyes. She was close, so close, and I could see the gold flecks in her eyes. The lust. The need.

“Fill her up as Liam takes her pussy.”

Rager was naked now, grabbed a towel and wet it, wrapping it around his hard cock to make sure our mate would find him pleasing to the taste. Reaching between my legs, I stuck my hand down my pants and rolled several drops of pre-cum off the head of my cock onto my fingertips.

“I don’t need that to want you three.”

I held my fingers up between us and we stared at the glistening fluid together.

“We won’t go easy,” I told her, ensuring she knew just how this time would be.

“I know,” she replied, and the way she met us, need for need, had another drop of fluid seep from me.

Taking his place standing beside me, Rager held his cock at the ready, just beyond the reach of Bella’s plump lips. All she had to do was turn her head.

“We take her together.”

One hand twisting her nipple, I slid the other over her abdomen and down to her clit, brushing it with my pre-cum. She didn’t need it. No. She was so fucking hot and ready for us. But we weren’t going to be gentle. As her Dominant, it was my job to ensure her safety, her comfort, her happiness. Her pleasure. I would not deny her one bit of it.

Liam positioned himself behind her, slid his cock up and down her folds, eyeing me.

I nodded to both of them as Bella bit her lip, muffling her groan as the seed power enveloped her.

“Now.”





Chapter Nine

Bella



I was lost, completely drenched in a wave of desire. I’d been so hot and eager for my mates even without the damn seed power. The way they’d stood up for each other in the courtroom—or whatever the hell it was called on Viken—made me proud to be their mate. It made me hot. They were so rugged, virile and potent I’d wanted to jump each one of them. But now, I wanted them to jump me. I was content to let Evon have his bossy way with me because, damn. I liked it. I liked turning off all my thoughts and just feeling.

I loved being wanted so badly they couldn’t wait, couldn’t stop themselves from taking me. This suite felt like my own personal kingdom and everything here was mine. They were mine. Totally, completely devoted. Obsessed.

And with the seed power? I couldn’t do anything but melt under their attention. It was the most wicked drug and I was addicted. There would be no relief, not with these three. And I wanted none.

My clit swelled and pulsed from Evon’s fingers, from the potent seed he coated it with. I moaned, gripped his biceps. My inner walls clenched, eager to be filled. We’d fucked only a few hours earlier, but I wanted more. I never wanted this feeling to end, at least not until I had my men filling me up with their thick, hard cocks and pumping me full of their seed.

I wanted every thick spurt of it. I looked at Rager’s cock, so close to my mouth, the pre-cum glistening on the tip and my mouth watered for the taste of it.

God, what was wrong with me? My thoughts were so dirty. I definitely had a strong sexual appetite, but I’d never craved the taste of a man’s cum. I was surrounded and overpowered and I loved it. I wanted to give them anything they wanted. I needed to give them everything, make them lose control, break them.

I pushed back and worked my inner muscles to make sure my pussy tightened in invitation around Evon’s fingers. “I want you, Liam. Do it.”

“No.” Liam’s voice cut through the haze of my need.

Lifting my head, my gaze flipped up to see Evon glancing at my other mate. His eyes were so pale, so clear, his jaw strong. Proud. Kissable. I wanted his mouth. I wanted his tongue. I wanted to bury my fingers in his hair and devour him as Liam filled me from behind. God, it was so wrong, but I wanted to kiss one man and fuck another.

“I want your ass, mate.” Liam’s big hand slid down over my bottom, his thumb slipping in between to brush over the virgin entrance he seemed to want so badly.

“Yes,” I groaned. I had no idea there was so much feeling, so much…sizzle by being touched there. And he hadn’t even done more than circled over the sensitive skin.

“No,” Evon replied. “She’s not ready. The seed power will dull any pain she might feel.”

Liam continued to press and circle his thumb, pushing a little harder now, coaxing my tight ring of muscle to open for him. “You think I’d just take her unprepared?”

I glanced at Evon, but Rager stole my attention. He walked over to a table and grabbed a small bottle. Ah, the lube from earlier. Glancing down at me, he winked, then tossed the lube to Liam. I assumed he caught it because I heard the lid opening, felt a cool stream of fluid drip over the seam of my bottom and Liam captured it with his thumb, worked it in more and more with additional pressure until all at once I flowered open.