Mated To The Vikens (Interstellar Brides Book 8)(53)

Buried deep inside Sophia’s tight pussy, I felt Erik’s two fingers slide inside her body. He filled her with them, moving in and out as her pussy clenched down on my cock like a clamp and I groaned at Erik’s prolonged teasing.

“By the gods, Erik. Fuck her. Now.”

Wrapping my hand about her waist, I pulled Sophia toward me, locked her abdomen to mine so her ass tilted up toward Erik like an offering. With Rolf’s hand cupping her nape and my hands on her sides, she wasn’t pinned, but she would know we held her. That we had her exactly where we wanted her.

Erik teased us all, sliding his slick fingers over her back entrance. Her muscles tightened and quivered as he began to circle a finger, then press inward, deeper this time.

She gasped and Rolf bent low, claiming her mouth as she wiggled her hips a bit. I glanced quickly to Erik, who nodded and proceeded to stretch her open enough to slip three fingers inside. Her pussy stretched as he filled her, tight as a fist around my cock.

“Oh, God.” Sophia tore her lips from Rolf’s kiss and a soft moan escaped her lips. Erik grinned with triumph, taking her response as an invitation to continue.

“Soon, love, we’ll all be inside you,” Erik promised. His fingers moved inside her, going deeper and deeper, then pulling back, mimicking what his cock would do in short order.

Rolf released her neck and pulled back. Their eyes met and held. While Erik was the one setting her nerves aflame deep in her virgin ass, Rolf had her sole attention. “Take my cock, Sophia. Suck it deep,” he murmured. His usual congenial tone was rough with need.

Erik slipped his fingers from her as she aligned her mouth over Rolf’s cock. I knew the second his pre-cum touched her lips, for her head fell back and she moaned. Sinking down on me, she took Rolf deep in her mouth, moving forward until he disappeared completely and I saw the bulge of his cock at the top of her throat.

“Yes,” Rolf could barely breathe as she fucked him with her beautiful mouth.

I slid my hands from her waist to her breasts, sliding my fingers between our bodies to play with her hard nipples. She groaned and wiggled, pulled back her head until only the tip of Rolf’s cock was in her mouth, then taking him deep once more.

I held still, but not for long. No Viken warrior could survive a pussy like Sophia’s without moving.

Erik added more lube to his fingers and continued his preparation, taking his sweet time, enjoying the anal play. I could do nothing but wait, but I was enjoying the view. Enjoying seeing our mate between us, getting all our attentions. Loving it. Loving us.

I hadn’t spoken the words, but there was no doubt. She had our hearts as much as we had hers.

Erik nodded to me, breaking me from my romantic notions.

“She’s ready. That’s right, love,” Erik said, coating his cock liberally with the lube. “I’m going to fuck you now.”

She nodded, her dark hair sliding over her shoulders as Rolf popped free from her mouth. “Yes,” she whispered. “Do it.”

“Do you accept us as your mates, Sophia? Because this is forever,” I said.

Her eyes met mine, and though they were glazed with passion, I saw a strange curiosity there. “Is this the claiming ceremony?”

“Yes,” Rolf told her, touching her cheek. “There’s no going back, love. We’ll be yours forever.”

“Yes,” she repeated. “I want you. All three of you.” Her hips jerked over my cock and I gritted my teeth as I felt the large bulk of Erik’s cock slide inside her body.

“That’s my cock, relax,” Erik instructed. “Deep breath. Good, let it out. Yes, like that. Once more. Good, yes, I’m in.”

Sophia groaned, her eyes falling closed, allowing her a moment to savor the feel of two cocks. I knew Erik’s pre-cum seeped into her, easing the claiming. She wanted it, but the additional seed power would make it even better for her.

She was ours, completely. The claiming had begun. There was no going back.

She was ours.

Our mate.

Our future.



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Sophia



Erik pressed forward, spreading me open with his huge cock. The sharp sting faded to an agony of sensation. I’d never been so full. So fucked.

Gunnar’s cock was balls deep in my wet pussy, so large and demanding that I’d nearly had an orgasm just from the feel of him stretching me open.

With both of my mates buried deep, I looked up into Rolf’s eyes, golden Rolf, and smiled. The taste of his pre-cum lingered on my tongue, the burning heat of it down my throat proof that I was not immune to his seed power, to the chemical cocktail in his seed that made me a horny, crazy mess. “You want in on this action?”