The blood stopped dripping from Ronen’s and Callarn’s palms. I watched with fascination as the blood in my palm retreated of its own accord into the gash that Veredi had made, slowly vanished into my flesh. The wound healed before my eyes. Impressive Khimerian magic.
Ronen smiled at me. Callarn winked. My heart fluttered like a butterfly’s wings.
“She’s yours, lads. Take good care of her. I have set the claiming for three days hence.”
*
My mates brought me to their hut. Callarn was the first to kiss me. And then Ronen. I was lightheaded when he finally gave me a chance to breathe.
Callarn eyed me lustfully. “Since we are bonded, now we can give you the pleasure you’ve always asked for.”
Ronen was busy undressing me. My top and pareo fell on the ground.
“I thought Lord Veredi said the claiming is in three days.”
Ronen kneaded my breasts and played with my nipples. Lust burned me instantaneously. Callarn took one nipple into his mouth and rolled the erect bud with his tongue. I flinched and grew wet.
“You didn’t maul her, did you?” Ronen asked.
Callarn released me. “Nay, her nipple is very sensitive.” He took the other one and sucked it hard. I yowled.
“I guess it is.”
Callarn purred as he withdrew. “Make her sit on your lap.”
Ronen sat on a chair and pulled me into him. My back brushed against his bare chest. He spread my legs open. “Make sure you prepare her well.”
“I don’t understand. Lord Veredi said the claiming is in three days.”
“That’s when we take you at the same time, beloved,” Ronen answered.
“Oh. And now?”
“You need to get accustomed to us.”
Joining? I hoped.
Callarn kneeled and buried his face on my sex. He licked me and tongue-fucked me until I panted. His mouth cupped my entire folds and his tongue slid deep inside me, swirling and twirling. Callarn nipped each of my sex lips before he flicked his tongue on the hood of my clitoris. Bolts of pleasure shot deep into my core.
“Is she ready?” Ronen inquired.
“I think she is.” Callarn examined me. He slipped one finger into my cunt to test my wetness. My juice glistened in his hand.
“Let me see.” Ronen plunged one finger into me and wriggled it around.
I moaned. It felt so sinfully good. I pressed my hand against his so his finger would go a bit deeper. “Let me have it.” Ronen was talented with his hand and fingers.
“Forgive me, beloved.” Ronen removed my hand. “You can’t have your release until Callarn takes you.”
I grumbled my disappointment.
Callarn stood up and disrobed. He took off his boots and shoved down his breeches. His cock bobbed heavily as he pulled them past his ankles. He stroked his own erection. His breathing was heavy. “Are you ready, beloved?”
I nodded feverishly.
“Will you accept me?”
“Yes, please.” I pulled my thighs wider, baring my sex to show that I was more than ready.
Ronen grunted. “Don’t tease. Fuck her already.”
Callarn smirked. He nudged the tip of his cock on my entrance and gave a slight push.
I felt the pressure and a slight sting.
Ronen noticed my discomfort. “Go slow.”
Callarn circled the crown of his cock around my wet entrance and thrust again.
I felt fire.
Ronen slid a hand on my mons and circled my clit with his fingers. He kissed the shell of my ear, soothing me. Callarn grabbed my thighs and thrust himself deeply.
I shouted. Tears leaked on my cheek. My head swam. I felt so full that I thought I would burst.
“Patience, beloved, a little bit more,” Callarn coed me.
“There’s more?” I panicked. Suddenly, I needed more air. “I’m full.”
“Halfway there,” Ronen calmed me.
“Half…“ My protest evaporated midway as Callarn gently thrust and pulled. The searing heat burned my cunt. Pain and pleasure mixed into one.
Callarn grunted as he was able to thrust up to his hilt.
“I’m sheathed,” he said. More like an announcement of victory.
I exhaled a relieved breath. But my mind didn’t linger long as soon Callarn started to move in and out slowly. The burning heat turned into a nerve-wracking pleasure. His cock grazed my inner passage, slicked with my own juices, and radiated a wickedly pleasant sensation as he pushed and pulled in my cunt. Soon, the pleasure became addictive and I felt I would go insane if he didn’t keep his cock in there. Khimerian magic: I remembered Ashanie had told me about it and I started to understand what it was.
“How is it, beloved?” Ronen nuzzled my neck.
I couldn’t answer him. The pleasure muddied my mind.