Mated To The Vikens (Interstellar Brides Book 8)(27)
I didn’t want to ask. I didn’t need to, because I was going to love it no matter how carnal or dirty or decadent or sweet or wild it was.
I nodded, but remembered he wanted me to say it. “Yes. I’m ready.”
He moved behind me so I couldn’t see him, but felt his hand stroke up the back of my thigh.
“Good girl.”
I shivered at the light touch, but when his fingers stroked over my dripping folds, I almost burst into flames. “We’ve been gentle with you,” he said.
They had? While they hadn’t been rough, I wouldn’t call what Rolf and Erik had done tame either. They weren’t fumbling in the dark. They’d been skilled and talented with their touch—I wouldn’t take time to imagine how they’d gained those abilities.
“We might take you one at a time, like we are now, but you have enough holes to please all of us. At the same time.”
Gunnar coated his fingers, then moved them to my most forbidden place. I tensed.
“No, I’ve never—”
His touch was light and gentle, just a touch, nothing more.
“Do you trust me?” he asked.
“I don’t… I don’t even know you,” I replied, thinking solely of his finger on my bottom hole.
“You know us, Sophia. Deep down, when you’re not thinking about it, your body, even parts of your mind, know that we would never hurt you, that you are our matched mate.”
When he began to move in slow circles there, I clenched the blanket, glanced up at Rolf. He nodded once, stroked his finger down my cheek, then slipped it into my mouth.
Rolf bent down so I could stare into his eyes as he fucked my mouth with his finger. “I will take you here while Erik takes your ass. With Gunnar deep in your pussy, you will love it. Just as you’re sucking on my finger, so will you take my cock.”
Gunnar slid one finger into my ass as Rolf spoke and Erik walked to the opposite side of the bed and reached under my body to stroke my breasts as Gunnar’s finger moved in and out of my ass. He coated his finger with something slick and warm, opening me in a way I’d never experienced before.
“Up, Sophia. Up on your hands and knees. Now.”
I pushed up as Gunnar instructed Rolf to kiss me and Erik to slide under my chest and suck my nipple into his mouth and touch my clit from beneath.
My left nipple was in Erik’s mouth, my right in Rolf’s rough hand as he kissed me. Erik’s thick fingers spread my pussy lips open, rubbing my clit and I moaned as Gunnar lined his cock up with my pussy, keeping his finger pressed against my back entrance. He slid inside with his cock just as he slid his finger back into my ass. With Rolf’s tongue holding me open for his kiss, I had something moving in and out, fucking me, filling me in all three of my holes.
Gunnar began to move deep inside me, stretching me even wider than the other two had, perhaps because he had a finger in my bottom.
“Rolf and Erik might be nice, but I am not.” He spat out the word nice as if it were tainted. “They might have made you come, taken an orgasm from you, but I will take more.”
He stopped talking then, fucking me in earnest. I didn’t even mind the feel of his finger sliding in and out along with his cock. I had no idea that there was so much intensity in ass play, that there were so many nerve endings that had come to life.
It was unbelievable. Another layer of pleasure on top of the ones they’d already shown me.
I turned my head away from Rolf’s kiss and cried out as my body burned to a cinder surrounded by my mates.
Gunnar hadn’t come because he was still fucking me with long, deep strokes. But perhaps his cock was leaking, dripping some of his seed inside me in his eagerness. Whatever the cause, the heat in my body intensified yet again, my heart beating faster than a hummingbird’s wing beneath my ribs. My pussy was so swollen, so sensitive that the glide of his cock made me tremble.
“The seed power will always be this potent, Sophia. Give yourself to me. I want to feel you come all over my cock.” He thrust faster with his words, driving his thick cock until the tip hit my womb. The finger he had in my ass pressed deeper as well, pulling slightly up, stretching both my pussy and my ass around his possession as Erik’s mouth clamped down on my nipple, his fingers rubbing my clit like a high-speed vibrator.
Head thrown back, I cried out, terrified of the tidal wave of sensation flooding me. I tried to control it, to hold back, but Rolf’s hand landed in my hair and he angled my head up, forcing me to look into his eyes.
“Gunnar told you to come, mate.”
“It’s too much.”
Rolf held my gaze as his hand landed in a firm strike on my ass. I jolted forward, away from the pain, but the action pushed my clit onto Erik’s hand, and had my inner muscles clamping down ever harder on Gunnar’s cock and finger.