by Mari Byrne
Leaning into Shan Lin as her knees grew weaker, Shari let the feeling of Vincent’s mouth take over her senses. Becoming lost quickly, Shari barely heard the voice speaking in her ear.
“Well if he thinks I’m going to just roll over and play dead, he can get frechied. Spread those creamy thighs, Kasha, my cock can’t wait a moment longer.”
* * * * *
With some help from Shan Lin, Shari complied with his demand. Shan Lin gave a growl of his own the moment his cock came into contact intimate contact with Shari’s ass. If he wasn’t careful, he’d spend himself like an unschooled youth before he had even sank his cock into his wife.
“Now, Kasha. Open them a bit wider and allow Vincent the access he needs. Soon, I’ll be buried so far in your cunt you won’t know where we start and you end. And when I’ve had my fill of your sweet pussy, we’ll get down to business with your ass.”
Riad! If you don’t stop whispering sweet nothings in her ear, I’m going to come in my pants. This…gracious Riad! Her pussy is the sweetest elixir I’ve tasted in my life.
Vincent, his mouth buried between the folds of Shari’s nether lips, stroked his tongue in tighter circles around the outer rim of her clit ignoring it as he explored his find.
Hey, you got the first taste, the least I should have is the first stroke. I want her wetter than a Warrior on water detail. Now mind your manners and don’t eat it all.
A husky laugh escaped Shan Lin as he let go of one of Shari’s nipples. He used the hand to wrap around his cock. Guiding the way, he used his impressive length to stroke Shari’s drenched opening. The exquisite feel of her silky wetness brought shivers of pleasure to his frame and he shuddered at the contact. Starting a slow rocking motion, Shan Lin twisted forward, raking the tip of his hot shaft between the folds of her entrance.
“Is this what you want?” he asked, gritting his teeth against the need to thrust deeply into the hot, creamy liquid she expelled.
The barely coherent sounds escaping her mouth assured Shan Lin the brothers had her full attention. Wanting desperately to make their first time last forever, Shan Lin continued stroking just the tip of his engorged cock back and forth, he felt Vincent finally take Shari’s clit into his mouth.
The scream erupting from her told the brothers everything.
“May I enter?” Shan Lin asked, his breath coming in pants as the tenuous hold on his control slipped another notch.
The only response he received from Shari was heavy panting. It took three tries before she responded.
“You’re asking me, now?” The words tore from her throat gutturally. “Yeeeesss! God ye…”
Shan Lin waited no longer. Feeling as if it was his first time, he guided his slicked tip to her channel and thrust into her tight pussy with one steady thrust. He barely heard Shari suck in her breath before she let it out on a scream in the next moment. The taut inner walls of her pussy clenched Shan Lin’s already over stimulated cock and he hung on firmly as she milked his cock dry.
* * * * *
Shari’s head spun as she found herself abruptly disengaged from Shan Lin. Before she could gather a coherent thought, Shan Lin lifted her up, repositioned her against himself and entered her pussy rapidly from behind once again. Contorting her legs so they were wrapped behind his back and flush with his hips, he left her front completely open to the elements. She felt like an acrobat in the circus, bent any which way needed to achieve the maximum result.
Too heady from her recent release to mind very much about the breeze hitting her extremely exposed body, Shari clung to Shan Lin as tiny tremors continued through her pussy. Shan Lin walked faster, Vincent nearly running ahead of them, as the three made their way to a room on their left.
Shari watched bemused as Vincent stalked through mumbling something about firsts through the door. Smiling lazily, her body beginning to respond to the jostling it received, Shari let out a stimulated keen. Vincent turned at the sound and Shari watched as he peeled himself rapidly out of his clothing.
“Mine. Give her to me.” The words commanded immediate obedience. Shan Lin chose to ignore them.
One moment, brother mine. The feel of her channel tightening around my cock is exquisite.
Shan Lin thrust himself once more into her pussy and Shari cried out at the friction. Her eyes closed briefly and when she managed to pry her lids apart once more, she found herself staring into the eyes of a savage predator.
The dual colored eyes of Vincent were glowing.
Managing to swallow the lust brought on by Shan Lin so soon after her recent climax, Shari tried to curl into Shan Lin further. He seemed to instantaneously sense her problem.
“Kasha, relax. This is a normal reaction for an Aranakian husband. The glowing eyes are a telltale sign your husband is extremely eager to mate. If you turn and look into my eyes, you’ll find the same glow.”
Shari swiveled her head around and found Shan Lin’s eyes the same.
“You…you’re sure yyyy… Not demons…are you?” she asked as the glowing wonder of her climax began to fade.
“Does this feel evil to you?” Shan Lin asked as he shifted his hips to emphasize his point.
Unintelligible words flitted through Shari’s mind but she could not grasp hold of even one firmly.
“Mine.” A voice growled once again.
“Yessssss.” Shari spoke, her mind now firmly focused on the movement of Shan Lin’s hips.
Before she had time to protest, Shari’s legs were unwrapped from around Shan Lin’s hips as he apologized for having to leave her. Quickly unsheathing himself from her warmth, Shan Lin kissed her cheek as he gently handed her to Vincent.
Shari protested, but her words were drowned out by Vincent’s tongue swooping into her mouth and engaging her own. Shari returned his thrusts hungrily as her body began to clamor for more of the sexual play it had recently gotten.
Coming up for air, Shari gasped as Vincent’s mouth moved rapidly from her lips to her neck.
“More,” she begged helplessly as she felt the tip of his shaft nudge the entrance to her painfully aroused pussy. Lips and teeth tasted their way up her neck and bit down on the lobe of her ear before Vincent’s tongue soothed away the tiny pain.
“May I enter?” Shari heard Vincent grate out as she squirmed her body in an attempt to mount the thick head of his cock.
Incredulous, Shari shrieked.
“God yes! Stop asking me and just dooooooo…” Once again her breath left her as Vincent slammed his cock to the hilt into her already wet passage and began to piston his hips wildly.
Her oversensitive body shuddered into a climax instantly as she bit down hard on his shoulder. Vincent continued to pump his hips and within moments followed her.
* * * * *
Once again Shari found herself sated, her body still pulsing deeply as Vincent rocked his hips against her body.
She marveled at the turn her mind had taken since the trip into town. No doubt about it, she was a believer. These two men had married her, brought her to their home, and claimed her.
Hell, they were still claiming her.
She felt as if she was a maiden in some medieval romance taken by the knight of the Realm and…
Knights. There were two of them.
“Kasha,” Vincent rasped as Shari shifted her hips higher.
Shari smiled thinking two could play this game.
“Would you like us to capture you as knights would a true maiden? We would be more than happy to clap you in chains and take your virtue. First, it would be our duty to see you submit. We could command you perform any sexual act we chose.”
The words, spoken in a rough timbre, caused a shudder to rip through Shari’s body.
“For me, I think you would need to coax my cock into a response with your mouth. To begin, you would lick the tip and swirl your tongue around the head. Then, bit by bit you would have to tease it into responding by taking it into your mouth…slowly…an inch…at…a…time.”
Shari could barely countenance it as her pussy began to contract for a third time. No small ripples, only hard, pulsing contractions, held Vincent’s shaft as her body undulated in climax.
“That’s it.” A deep voice purred sounding pleased.
“Brother mine. I do believe she might like it.” Vincent grated out holding still as Shari’s mind numbing climax continued.
“Do you trust us?” Shan Lin asked a few moments later.
Shari never thought about it before answering in the affirmative. Strangely enough, she already did.
* * * * *
It was sometime later Shari found herself blindfolded and physically restrained.
A length of some kind of nylon had been hung from the ceiling and her hands had been placed into velvet lined cuffs. Her feet had been spread apart at a forty-five degree angle and clamped in metal, lined in the softest fur her body had ever touched. Then the blindfold had been placed over her eyes and she strained to listen for sounds of what was happening.
Nothing. Not a thing had happened for some time. Shari waited in anticipation for the men to come and ravish her, but nothing happened. She waited, her body tense, and still, nothing. It was driving her crazy.
Were they going to leave her hanging here and go off on some jaunt? What if someone came in while she hung there, naked for all to see? Would someone take advantage of her vulnerable position?
“At this point, would you care?”
Shari nearly leapt out of her own skin. Was that her voice, husky from the tension thrumming through her body? She squirmed again and found her pussy was wet enough to begin running down the inside of her leg.
“Christ, I’m pathetic! Give a woman a fantasy and…” When she got out of this, Shari was going to give those two as good as she wasn’t getting right now.
To make matters worse, the fur and silk seemed to be alive. Tiny tongues of heat lashed her wrists and ankles as Shari squirmed in their hold.
I agreed to this, Shari reminded herself, shivering at the loss of sight the blindfold took. She could only imagine what came next and her imagination was working overtime at the moment.
Startled by a sound behind her as Shari felt deliciously hot breath on the back of her neck. Lips feathered their way back and forth and Shari strained to listen for some sign of recognition.
“Wh-whooo…” Shari winced, clearing her throat. “Who are you?”
The words whispered out and she mentally kicked herself for being afraid. Of course it had to be either Shan Lin or Vincent. They were the only ones who knew she was here.
Right?
Shari groaned out loud as the lips became teeth scraping along the sensitive nape of her neck. Her nipples tightened, puckering into tiny buds as another set of lips wrapped themselves around one puckered nipple.
“Please.” The question came out huskily. “Who are you?”
The only answer was a quiet, aroused chuckle.
Vincent. Shari let her pent up breath release as she thought she recognized his laugh.
A hand cupped the bottom of her other breast and slid upward where fingers grasped lightly at her nipple. The fingers plucked at and rolled the sensitive nipple, squeezing first hard, then lightly. Fingers rimmed the puckered bud, then clamped down and began the process again and again.
The teeth found purchase on her over-stimulated skin and bit down, sucking lightly, then moving on to the next area they found.
A hand behind her, skimmed down her butt cheek, kneading the plump cheek softly. A thumb massaged toward the slit of her ass, then with wider circles it nearly reached her puckered hole before stopping and making its way back to its original position, then starting all over again.
A third callused hand touched her stomach, causing Shari to suck in her breath. As it made its way lower, stopping briefly to circle her navel, the breath she held rushed out.
Fingers slid at a leisurely pace, lightly down her skin, spreading outward as it met springy, wet hair. Barely pausing in their forward progress, the fingers continued their way toward Shari’s silky nether lips. Skimming slowly down the outside of her moist folds, the fingers dipped near her bottom before their path reversed and journeyed upward producing exquisite friction along the way.
“More?” a purring voice inquired.
Shari nodded dumbly, her senses reeling from the contact of hands, lips, and teeth. The hand delving through her pussy began to make its way down the inside of her thigh, then back upward, slowly, oh so slowly, causing her to swing her hips minutely.
If I could just get this blindfold off… Shari began.
A fourth hand joined in on her other ass cheek and kneaded in tandem with its partner. Thoughts of losing the blindfold fled.
“More?” Another voice whispered into Shari’s opposite ear as the mouth at her neck moved to her other earlobe. The fingers traversing up her inner thigh made their way back up to her pussy and dipped inside briefly.
Shari tried to bend her shaking knees to allow better access but was prevented from doing so when the length of nylon strained to its full breadth.
A frustrated cry escaped before she could stop it. Then, a tiny whimper, as the fingers left her channel and traversed, once again, upward. She stifled her cries as she bit her lip and waited.
She was soon rewarded as fingers began to tickle her clit.
Stifling the moan wanting to escape, Shari quivered in pleasure.
“More?” the voice queried again.
“Please…” It was all she could manage. Thoughts of what could possibly come next overwhelmed her. The pair of hands kneading her ass were, in turn, stretching her cheeks apart, then massaging them. A finger had begun to rim her puckered hole, occasionally scraping against one lip of her pussy.
Just how many hands are there on me now? Shari asked herself as she felt those same hands tormenting her. Logically, she knew there were only four, but damned if it didn’t feel like multiple sets were teasing her.
The fingers at her nipple pinched harder as the mouth opposite them sucked harder. Teeth sank roughly into her neck quickly followed by a soothing tongue.
Then everything stopped as suddenly as it had begun.
Shari nearly screamed, her body on fire, her senses reeling from pleasure.
“More,” she ground out.
The only response was heavy panting from more than one person.
“Please. Shan Lin? Vincent?”
Her cries went ignored.
Grabbing onto the nylon as best she could, Shari tried to yank the material out of the ceiling. It held, just as she knew it would. Snapping out in frustration, Shari tried again.
“I demand my bridal rights as a maiden. Do me now!”
The heavy breathing only slowed then stopped altogether.
Okay. I can do this. It’s not the first time I’ve been denied sex. I can handle it.
How bad could it be? So she would have to wait a bit. No big deal.
* * * * *
Riad! If I don’t sink my cock into her cunt soon, I’m damned sure I’ll have to go kill somebody!
Vincent pathed tightly as he, and Shan Lin waited. They would give her five minutes before her body calmed; then they could begin their tormenting again.
She is still debating if it is us. I wonder if it would make her hotter to think that we truly might not be Shan Lin and Vincent?
Vincent grinned at his brother’s thoughts.
We could always save that game for next time.
Shan Lin nearly laughed out loud.
Deal, brother mine.
Have you noticed she is already comfortable with us? There is no hesitancy in her trust of us. Do you think she knows we truly did marry her with the asking? Vincent asked, not caring for a negative answer but waiting just the same.
Regardless of why we claimed her, she is now truly our wife. We asked entrance into her body and she gave it willingly. The Aranak laws have been fulfilled. She is now our mate.
Vincent a
greed absently, his next thought so tight he wondered if Shan Lin might not glean it.
Now she must claim us truly, or we all shall perish.
* * * * *
Shari’s thoughts were not nearly so morbid. At least about dying, killing on the other hand… The thought held great appeal.
The thought came out of nowhere, but Shari agreed with it. She had worked herself up nearly as much as the hands, teeth, and mouths had done and her body was still on fire. She wanted to scream out her frustration but knew it would only work her up more.
Panting heavily, she tried to hold her body still.
No dice. Her body was screaming in acute frustration needing immediate release.
“Please…” she whispered, her frustration bringing a tear to her eye and a plea to her voice. She was so horny, one touch in the right place and she would go over the edge.
And then the mouths, hands, teeth, and tongues were back, working her into another frenzy. This time, the fingers did not just rim her asshole, they delved gradually inward, stretching at intervals as if to accustom her opening to the intrusion. Each time she thought she couldn’t take another millimeter into her body, the fingers stopped. She nearly groaned aloud in frustration at the cessation but never needed to. Once again, before she knew she was ready to continue, another inch sank deeper.
The fingers, which had previously dipped into her channel, now sank in fully, stroking her, filling her. She began to rock her hips, first forward, jamming them on the fingers in her pussy, then backward, sinking onto the fingers slowly filling her backside. Her mind imagined her body filled with cocks and Shari came screaming her release until the breath left her body.
When the muscles of her body stopped convulsing, Shari found her body truly was filled with cocks. Her mind connected the fact and her body responded.
