Their Virgin Princess (Masters of Ménage #4)(113)

He was so much bigger than the plug, and Cooper was enormous in her pussy.

"It's all right, baby." Lan smoothed her hair back. "He'll fit. It's just going to feel like he's splitting you in two for a minute. Then you'll stretch, and it'll feel so good."

"Done this much, Lan?" Alea was panting. The pressure was making her crazy.

"Don't make me spank you, Lea," Dane warned.

Lan winked down at her. "Yeah, baby, don't make us stop and spank you."

She had to watch her mouth. "You don't have to spank me. I'll be good."

Maybe it was best that he just shoved something in her mouth so she couldn't say anything sarcastic. A light joy overtook her. She wasn't worried about anything now. She was fully here with them. The past could never go away, but now she could see that it had brought her to this glorious future.

She sucked Landon into her mouth as Dane breached her ass. God, she was full, so full. They took up all the space inside her, clear to her heart, and Dane was ruthless. He wouldn't stop, gave her no moment to pause, simply fed his never-ending cock into her in one slow thrust. Dane and Cooper held on, forcing her to be still as they invaded, heating her from the inside out. She was full to bursting and they held themselves inside her.

"You ready, Cooper?" Dane asked, his voice a low rasp.

"She's so fucking tight. I won't last long." Cooper's hands were restless on her skin.

"I know I won't last long either." Lan winked down at her as he thrust into her mouth, filling her with his clean, masculine taste.

Her core was already humming, her skin sizzling with anticipation. She worked Lan's cock, trying to concentrate. She ran her tongue over him and sucked hard, trying to draw him out. His pleasure was her goal. 

"None of us is going to last, but the good news is we've got about fifty or sixty years to perfect it. I'll take that. Let's give this a shot." Dane started to pull out of her ass, and she couldn't help the gasp that erupted from her. Every nerve ending in her backside screamed with pleasure.

Dane pulled out while Cooper thrust up, his pelvis grinding at her clit.

Pure sensation wracked her. She sucked at Landon, trying to stave off the moment when she exploded. It felt so good, so sweet as she was rocked between them. She never wanted it to end. She was completely surrounded, utterly taken by them.

They found a pounding rhythm. In and out. Out and in. Someone was always deep inside her, filling her and bringing her closer and closer to the edge.

All the while she sucked at Landon. He fucked her mouth hard, thrusting until his cock hit the back of her throat. She swallowed hard and felt him pulse as warm come coated her tongue.

"That's right, baby. That's what I need." Landon moaned, falling back as he popped out of her mouth.

As though they had been waiting, Dane and Cooper tightened, holding her close as they picked up the pace. She felt a hand slip between her and Cooper. Lan was on his knees beside her, helping his partners out.

"Give it to us, baby," Landon said.

Alea rocked between them, her whole body on the edge, every sense engaged with them. They were her whole world, her sight and smell and feel. Her future.

Dane thrust in, his cock going deep, lighting her up. She rode the wave, rolling her hips, riding them as hard as they were riding her. She belonged here, with her men around her, worshipping her and allowing her to love them back.

Lan's fingers pinched her clit and the orgasm was on her, more powerful than anything she'd felt before. She screamed with the pleasure, her whole body going nuclear. She felt Dane come, his big body shuddering as he spilled hot jets inside her.

And then Cooper thrust up, his cock surging and spilling, heating her.

She collapsed onto Cooper, Dane at her back. There wasn't any room for fear now. She laid her head on Cooper's chest as Dane rolled off, sliding to her side and wrapping an arm around her. Lan smiled down at her.

Dane's hand found her belly, his palm resting over the spot where their baby lay. "Get used to this. No more sleeping alone for you."

Tears filled her eyes even as her body still pulsed with the love they'd made.

She wouldn't be alone again. Not ever.





Epilogue


Eleven months later



The palace was filled with cries. They seemed to ring down the hallways at all hours of the night. The babies, born so close together, seemed to know when the other was awake, and they would yell out in chorus as though they were linked.

Alea heard Matin start to cry and wondered how long it would be before Piper's son howled in sympathy. Sabir, the future sheikh of Bezakistan, was a few months older than Alea's baby, but he was already turning over and trying to watch out for his cousin.

Alea picked up her sweet Mat and cuddled him, hoping to settle him down before the whole palace was up.