Mated To The Vikens (Interstellar Brides Book 8)(52)

Lifting a finger, I lightly swiped the fluid seeping from all three of their tips. I glanced up at them through my lashes, knowing the power of this slick essence.

I felt the heat of it, the intensity of the fluid as it touched just my fingertip, but when I lifted it to my mouth, tasted their mixed flavor, I almost came. It was so powerful, this need I had for them, for it matched their need for me. This seed, the power of it, was made for me. Only me. I tasted their power, their need, their love.

I wanted it. I wanted them. I wanted everything.

I’d given up Earth and gained the universe.



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Gunnar



She was so beautiful, so perfect before us. The impish look in her eyes was quickly replaced with such heated desire I was surprised she didn’t burst into flames. When she’d licked our combined seed, her body responded and need washed over her. Her nipples tightened, her skin flushed, her eyes fell closed, her muscles softened. I knew her pussy was dripping; I could scent her musky arousal.

This wasn’t the club. This was our bed where we would truly make Sophia ours.

Now.

“I took you hard earlier in the club. This time, it won’t be fucking, love.”

Rolf shook his head as he went and settled onto the bed, his head resting on the pillows. Quirking a finger, he beckoned Sophia toward him.

She looked at him, then to Erik, then me. Licked her lips. “No, not fucking,” she repeated as she crawled naked so she was close enough to kiss him. Her breasts fell heavily beneath her and I couldn’t help but stroke a hand over her lush ass. Erik went around the bed and knelt on the other side of her.

She was surrounded and soon, she would be filled. She would take all of us.

“Straddle me.” Rolf’s words were intermixed with kisses and she threw a leg over his waist, not breaking the kiss.

He kissed her for a long, slow minute, but I knew what Rolf wanted, what he always wanted.

Sophia squealed as he lifted her, moving her so that her pussy settled directly over his mouth. Erik and I watched as Rolf worked her with his mouth, her head thrown back and her hips grinding into his chin as Rolf pleasured her.

Unable to resist, Erik leaned forward and took her breast in his mouth, tugging and suckling her as Rolf worked her wet pussy from below.

Our mate placed her hands on the thick headboard, bracing herself as Erik’s hand drifted lower, to tease her back entrance. The virgin ass that would soon be filled with his cock.

I let them play, Sophia’s pleased gasps and moans an aphrodisiac all their own. When Erik lifted his head from Sophia’s breast with a nod to me, I tossed him the tube of thickened oil he would need to prepare our mate’s ass for his cock.

She was ready to take all of us. She’d been ready since the club.

Grinning, Erik squeezed a large amount onto his fingers, coating them.

Patience at an end, I lay down next to Rolf and lifted Sophia from his body, settling her over mine.

“Gunnar!” Sophia squealed like a little girl and I actually chuckled as I settled her hips low, my hard cock pressed between us. “I’m going to fuck you, mate.”

“God, hurry up!” Sophia demanded as Erik and Rolf both chuckled.

In the future, I’d spank her ass for such an outburst, make her wait. Make her beg. But right now, I couldn’t think past the need to be inside her hot, wet pussy. I needed to claim her, mark her, make sure she belonged to us without question.

I lifted her and tilted my hips, sliding her hot core down over my hard cock in one long, smooth glide.

Sophia groaned and leaned forward, claiming my lips in a kiss that stole my heart and my breath. She claimed me with her kiss, marked my heart and soul as her own. I buried my hands in her hair and held her to me, devoured her love like a man dying of hunger as I thrust up once. Twice. Hard. Driving deeper.

Beside me, Rolf chuckled. “Share, Gunnar. That mouth is mine.”

The sound of a sharp slap filled the room and Sophia jerked on top of me as Erik spanked her ass. The motion made me moan and I broke the kiss.

“Fine, hurry the fuck up. I can’t hold out for long.”

“Move, Gunnar. Shift to the side.” Rolf was on his knees near my shoulder, his hard cock standing at attention and level with Sophia’s head. I lifted her a bit, angling her upper torso toward Rolf as Erik knelt below us, his hands on Sophia’s ass.

“No, move this way. I need your legs over the edge,” Erik insisted.

Sophia laughed and I smiled up into her eager gaze as I moved us both until her knees were on the edge of the bed, my much longer legs bent at the knee to hang over the side, my feet on the floor. My cock in her pussy, where it belonged.

Erik stood behind her, kneading her ass, playing with her sensitive bottom. He took his time, making sure Sophia was ready for him there, coating her insides with the slick oil. Rolf had moved with us, kneeling once more at my shoulder. All Sophia need do to take him into her mouth was lean her shoulders to the side and wrap those luscious lips around his cock.