Chapter Eleven
Rion had never tasted something so good in his life. His mate tasted of strawberries and crème. He couldn’t get enough of her. As her body pulsed and twitched on his tongue, he gripped his cock, pumping it in strokes with her pulses. His dick was wet with pre-come, and he wanted to feel her come, feel her wetness soak him as he pounded into her to oblivion, wanted to feel the tightness of her as his brother slid into her and the combinations of their two cocks inside of her pulled her body unbelievably tight around them. This was something that could feel right only with their mate. He was so thankful that they had found her, that she, despite her fear, was throwing herself into the pleasure only they could provide for her.
Never again would he need another. Never again would he feel the anger well up in him until he was afraid it would burst and he would lose it even with those he loved the most. He would settle now. She would give him that gift. She would give him love. All it took was for them to claim her, to make her irrevocably theirs.
“Brother,” he moaned into Quin’s mind.
“I know, Rion. I know.”
“I cannot hold on much longer. She is unlike anything I have ever tasted in my existence.”
“Let us make her ours, Rion. I am lost as well.”
“I will follow your lead, Alpha.”
Rion let Quin pull Zelina off his tongue and felt a momentary loss of her. He let his muzzle shift back to his human face before she turned around and realized what he had done to satisfy her. Following Quin’s pointing, he lay on his back in the center of the bed, taking Zelina in his arms and turning her away from him. When he felt her body tense, he let his cock rest in the crevice of her ass and molded her breasts. Heavy and full, they were still wet from Quin’s ministrations. He used that moisture to twist and pinch her nipples to throbbing peaks. When her head thrashed his shoulder, he let go with one hand to adjust his cock to her ass. The pre-come that made him slick continued to shoot over her anus, softening the muscles there and preparing her to accept him. Chemicals in his pre-come soothed her muscles for him, another sign that she was their mate. Mates could not hurt one another. Their bodies were attuned so that any adjustment would be made.
His cock in position, he reached up to turn her face to his. He had yet to taste her mouth, and he could no longer hold back. For the first time in his life, he gave a woman softness. He nipped at her lips until they opened for him, slipped his tongue in, and memorized every spot in the dark depths. He let his tongue slide over her, giving her enough room for her seeking tongue to glance over his ever-present canines. She stilled for a moment before hesitantly stroking his teeth with her tongue. To reward her, he twisted her nipples and sucked her tongue deeper into his mouth. He kissed her harder, his tongue stroking in and out as his cock would soon do.
“Now, Rion. By the Goddess, now.”
Chapter Twelve
Two sets of canines and two cocks slammed into her at once. Z had never felt so full in her life. She screamed, no longer able to stay remotely quiet as Quin lifted her legs and passed them to Rion to hold by the knees. Planting his fists on either side of his brother’s body, he slammed into her, his mouth sucking at her breast until his cheeks hollowed out. The muscle of his groin ground over her clit with every pass until she did not know where he ended, she began, and where Rion began. They were one mechanism moving as one. She could feel her body accepting them, opening and letting them do what they wanted. Still, even as their bodies thrust into her, Quin angled himself toward her G-spot, making her body clench. Her voice short-circuited. Rion moved and touched her until she was short of breath. These were not men interested in only what pleased them, but what pleased her as well. She could feel it, sense something in the edge of her consciousness. Something was there waiting for her to let it in.
Reaching one arm out, she wrapped it around Rion, dragging him in closer. With the other arm, she held Quin to her chest. It was like a puzzle piece clicking into place. Suddenly she was surrounded by desire, pleasure, and want so hot she could scarcely breathe. With it, though, she felt emotion, need, awe of what she was giving them. She could feel her body giving them everything they needed. She could feel them thrusting into her in tandem, but at the same time felt the clasp of her tight pussy and ass on their throbbing cocks. She could feel Quin’s cock shudder and grow stiffer when she pulled her pussy walls tighter around him. She could feel Rion’s cock pulse as her anus pulled tighter as well.
“Fuck!” she heard in her head and knew that was Quin.
“More, mate.” That was Rion.