Claiming Carina

by Khloe Wren

  You are exquisite, baby doll. I'm going to love you forever.

  Carina's eyes flew wide, and she stared at Hart.

  That's right, honey, we can all talk with each other now. I love you.

  Bonded for eternity, sweetness. I love you.

  If it wasn't for the bond that told Hart Carina was extremely happy, he would have been worried about the amount of tears streaming down her face. He stepped back at the same moment as his brothers and flashed back to human. The ceremony wasn't complete. Carina had bonded with their dragons, but still needed to bond with them as men.

  Diego's loud voice declared, "Carina, you have accepted your dragons, and now you must accept your warriors."

  Hart grinned broadly as Denver drew Carina's attention by stepping close to the bowl and raising his left hand to hover above the bowl. Phelan and Hart were quick to follow his lead. Carina caught on and mimicked their actions. Denver was the first to delve his hand into the honey, allowing the thick liquid to swallow his entire hand. Phelan went next, and then Hart had his turn. The sticky liquid felt good against his skin. Carina looked so nervous as she placed her entire hand into the honey. With Carina following their movements, they all lifted their palms out of the honey and placed them together so they each touched thumb to little finger, curling the tips of their fingers in so all of them touched each other. The second full contact was made the sparks of awareness flew through Hart's entire being once again. He could feel the bond that now flowed among all four of them.

  Hart looked to Carina. She had her eyes closed and the sweetest, most contented smile on her face. When she opened her eyes, her gaze fastened on him. Without breaking their left hands apart, he dipped a finger of his right hand into the honey and brought it to her lips, coating them once more in the thick liquid of their Goddess. He leaned forward and kissed her mouth, savoring her taste, arousing them both.

  I claim you, Carina, my Desired. You are mine, and I am yours. Forever.

  When he pulled away from her lips, he was panting with desire. It took all his willpower to tamp down his wants so his brothers also had the chance to bond fully with her. He watched with pride and awe as both Phelan and Denver sealed their love with honeyed kisses. As soon as Denver pulled back from her, Diego's voice boomed through the air.

  "Before the Goddess of Feury and all present here, I proclaim you four bound together for eternity. May the Goddess bless you in your lives together with much happiness and many children."

  Hart grinned at Carina as he felt his left hand tingle. The Goddess was going to bless them, just as she had Dimitri, Drake, and Eilagh. He watched in awe and wonder as honey golden ribbons of light began their spinning dance around and among their joined hands. He sucked in a breath and closed his eyes as the burn in his palm increased. A tear of joy escaped his eye with the knowledge the Goddess approved and had marked them as mates. Hart opened his eyes as the heat dissipated and saw the last of the ribbons of light twirl among their hands. He looked up at Carina to see her watching their joined hands in obvious shock.

  "The Goddess has approved of us bonding, sweetness. Look at your palm." Hart could hear the roughness of Denver's voice, showing him that his brother was as emotional as he was.

  ****

  Carina couldn't breathe as she took in her palm. A gorgeous intricate abstract design of four dragons all intertwined sat in the center. The black image looked like a tattoo, and it was stunning. She forced herself to suck in a deep breath as she closed her eyes for a moment. When she opened them, she saw three more palms before her. Denver, Phelan and Hart's palms all matched hers. The same design was woven into their skin as in hers.

  "It's gorgeous."

  "It's the mating mark, honey. When the Goddess approves of the bond that has been created, she gives each of the bonded this mark. It doesn't always happen."

  Carina could hear more than a hint of pride in Phelan's voice, and she looked up to see three very happy men, their chests puffed out like they'd just scored the winning goal in the AFL Grand Final or had just won the lotto. She smiled back at them. She felt like she was glowing. She could feel their joy and contentment to be bonded with her, and that the Goddess had blessed their union.

  "C'mon, baby doll, the others need their turn."

  Moments later, she found herself pressed against Denver's chest, with Phelan leaning against her side and Hart against her back. With her cheek against Denver's heart, she listened to the strong and steady beat as she watched her friend, Becky bond with her dragons, Drake and Savren. The ceremony was beautiful to watch. Surrounded by all three of her men, with all her friends safe and nearby, Carina had never been happier.

  She watched in awe as the ribbons of light danced for Becky, Drake, and Savren, too. She was so grateful that the Goddess had blessed them, like she had them and Eilagh, Dimitri, and Max.

  When the ceremony was finished, Dimitri stepped forward from where he stood with Eilagh and Max.

  "While we're all here together, we have some more news to share with you all. Our families are going to be expanding soon. Both Eilagh and Becky are pregnant."

  The loud cheers and whistles deafened Carina for a moment, but didn't stop her from breaking free from her men's hold to run over to hug both Becky and Eilagh in congratulations. When the cheers died down, Dimitri spoke again.

  "It would seem both Becky and Eilagh conceived after just one time, so if any of the other females do not wish to be pregnant, you need to be careful."

  Carina's heart swelled. She could be pregnant by tomorrow? She'd always wanted children, but after the attack she’d given up on the idea. She felt her men's emotions peak, and she turned to look at them. They were all giving her heated stares. Carina panicked. Did they just hear her thoughts about babies?

  Yes, sweetness, we heard.

  Denver's stare held hers, and the rest of the world faded away. She moved toward him, but before she made it all the way, she found herself being scooped up in strong arms. Breaking away from Denver's gaze, she looked into Hart's desire filled emerald eyes. He leaned down and kissed her before they all ran toward the castle.

  Carina chuckled at the men’s need to rush and at the deep seated satisfaction she felt, both in herself and from her men. This bond among them was amazing, and she reveled in the fact that she'd never be alone again.

  Upon reaching their chambers she was quickly placed on her feet and spun around. She looked up to see Denver and Phelan prowling toward her with heated gazes hot enough to burn her. She shuddered with arousal as they reached her. All three of her men stripped her before stepping back to undress themselves. She looked over each of her men, now standing next to each other. From head to foot, each man on his own was breathtaking. Together—she didn't have the words. Their shoulder length honey golden hair, emerald green eyes, kissable lips, strong muscular chests, arms, and abdomens... She sighed as she took in their dicks. All three were roughly the same size, long and thick. She clenched her thighs as she remembered how good it had felt having Denver thrust into her. She saw all three of their noses flare out. Could they smell her need?

  "Yeah, baby doll. We can smell it."

  "How did you hear that? Do you hear all my thoughts?"

  "No, not all. Just those you push out toward us. Questions you ask yourself naturally push out, so we hear them."

  Carina relaxed a little. She didn't like the idea of losing all her privacy.

  Denver came closer, took her hand and led her over to the bed where he guided her to lie down in the middle. Phelan crawled up between her legs, Hart on her other side, as Denver lowered himself down next to her.

  "We don't want to hurt you or set off any triggers, sweetness. We can take turns, love you one on one over the course of the night. Will that be better for you?"

  Carina's heart swelled at Denver's words. Over the last few days, she'd put some thought into how her body could take three men. Only one option really, pussy, ass, and mouth. She clenched her ass as she thought
about how good it had felt when Hart played with her there.

  "I—I don't—"

  "Carina, we are not like those bastards that hurt you. We. Will. Never. Hurt. You. Nor will we ever take from you what you are not prepared to give. We will give you everything we can of ourselves, and when you are ready you will give to us, freely, of your own choice. We would never pressure you. So if you want to make love one on one for a while, that's fine."

  Carina smiled as she felt tears begin to course down her cheeks, and Denver's face dropped into a frown.

  "What's wrong, sweetness? Why are you crying?"

  Carina brought her other hand up to Denver's face and brought it down to hers. He was close enough to kiss, but she didn't. She whispered against his lips. "You are the sweetest man I've ever met." She then kissed him lightly on the lips before pulling back.

  "The best gift I've ever received, Carina, is your sweet kiss."

  Hart made a noise in his throat, grabbing her attention. "And am I sweet, too?"

  Carina cocked a brow. "No pressure, huh?" She edged her voice with enough humor that Hart just beamed at her with a smile, knowing she was teasing him. She sat up to cup his face in both her hands before laying a gentle kiss on his softer than silk lips. She pulled back a little and whispered, "You are the kindest, gentlest man I've ever met."

  A sudden flash followed by a loud purr had her gasping. The wet vibrating tongue swiping up her spine had her giggling. Wow, these men were amazing. She hadn't giggled in forever. Stroking Hart's face one last time, she turned around to Phelan, now in dragon form. She moved around so she knelt in front of his large head with a knee on each side of his nose as she bent forward to kiss him between the eyes. "You, Phelan, are the cheekiest, but most patient man I've ever met." Carina didn't realize how she'd sat until she felt his tongue slide between her thighs.

  "Oh, my—damn, that feels good."

  She rested her palms on his head and raised herself up, and his tongue pulsed and thrust in and out of her. She allowed her head to drop back as the intense sensations began to flow through her. She landed against a hard chest. Denver was there, his hands snaking around her waist and caressing her hips before he guided her back and forth on Phelan's tongue. It was so erotic having Denver help her move on his brother. Then Hart was there, too, kissing her neck, nibbling on her ear. He kissed his way down to her breasts where he licked and kissed his way around her fleshy mounds. He licked over her nipple, and she shuddered with arousal. He paused a moment as if waiting for her reaction.

  "Please, Hart, do it again. Lick me again."

  That was all the invitation Hart needed as he moved in to latch onto her breast and devour her. Denver slid his hand up to her other breast and began to caress it, before he, too, kissed his way down to her nipple where he proceeded to suck it into the warm wet cavern of his mouth. She briefly wondered if the men could still communicate telepathically without her being able to hear it when both men sucked hard at the same time and Phelan vibrated harder against her G-spot.

  She didn't have much of a chance to think about anything as her body flew apart in climax. She clenched around Phelan's tongue as he continued to push in and out of her body. She realized at some point she'd grabbed hold of Denver and Hart's heads and was holding them to her breasts. As Phelan withdrew his tongue from her body, he licked her clean, then sat back. A bright flash made her jump, and before she could focus again Phelan cupped her face between his hands and laid the sweetest kiss she'd ever been given on her lips. Releasing the other two men, she grabbed hold of Phelan and licked the seam of his lips until he opened. He didn't give her a chance to control the kiss. His tongue delved into her mouth, taking her over. She ran her fingers into his hair as she pressed her body up against his. His hard dick pressed against her belly, causing her to jerk back out of reflex. She opened her eyes to look up at him, and the pain in his emerald depths broke her heart.

  "I'm sorry, Phelan. It's not you. I want you. Damn, I cannot believe how much I want you. It's just, things keep triggering off something inside me. I don't want to hurt you."

  "Shhh, honey, you aren't hurting me. I'm feeling your pain. You're our Desired, so your pain is ours. All three of us feel it like it was done to us. You flinching isn’t intentional; we know that. With time, we can help you move past it. But only when you're ready. We won't push you."

  Phelan's kind words on top of the others' earlier ones softened her heart. These glorious men would never hurt her in any way. She was now certain without a doubt. She took a deep breath before bravely trailing a hand down his face, over his neck and his hard muscular chest, leisurely dipping in and out each dip and rise of his abdomen until she reached her target. Wrapping her hand around his dick, she leaned into him and stroked him slowly. She enjoyed the hitch in his breathing—and the groans from the men behind her. She looked out from under her lashes at Phelan.

  "Please, make love to me. I want all three of you inside of me, together. This bond flowing through me, through us … it's demanding it. I need to have you all together inside of me before I can feel whole, complete. Please…"

  ****

  Phelan barely resisted the urge to come right then and there. Carina was so brave. How she'd ever thought she was broken, he didn't know. He could feel through their bond his brothers' pride in her, too, and her desire and awareness of them. Phelan ran his hands down her back and under her ass. He lifted her up, and she wrapped her legs around his waist—just like he wanted her to. Lying on the bed so she straddled him, he held her hips and positioned her over his aching cock. He watched in awe as she threw her head back and groaned as she slid down his entire length, taking all of him inside her slick warmth. He thrust into her a couple of times before stilling her.

  "Lean forward, honey. Kiss me."

  She planted her hands on each of his pectorals and lowered herself slowly to meet his lips, her kiss slow and drugging. He felt her tense when Hart moved in behind her, but then she relaxed and arched her spine. He looked over her shoulder to see Hart stroking her back, working his way down to her luscious ass. Hart pulled his hands back, poured oil into them, then spread it between his hands, heating it. As Hart touched her ass, Phelan dove back into her mouth, thrusting his tongue deep, as her pussy clenched down on him. Hard. He pulled from her mouth and started panting, trying to think of anything that would stop him from coming too soon.

  "Hurry up, Hart, I can't hold on much longer. She's so tight and slick."

  "She's nearly ready, Phelan. She's taking three fingers. Damn, watching my fingers sink in and out of her body like this has me on edge, too. Denver, you ready?"

  Phelan enjoyed the sight of Denver cupping Carina's face and lifting her up from his chest a little. Denver bent to kiss her quickly before pulling back up. He stroked his cock with one hand, while keeping the other buried in Carina's hair.

  "Open up, sweetness, let me feel your tongue on me."

  Just as she took the head of Denver’s cock in her mouth, Phelan grabbed both her breasts and tweaked her nipples, and Hart thrust forward into her ass, pushing her farther onto Phelan’s cock. He gulped down a breath as he felt the burn build in his balls. Carina was whimpering with need around Denver's cock that was now moving in and out of her sexy mouth. Damn, he couldn't wait for his cock to be the one in that divine mouth.

  Through their bond he could feel his brothers were as close to the edge as he was, Carina wasn't far behind. He moved a hand down and began rubbing her clit in time to his thrusts. It didn't take long for her body to tense and blow apart around them. As she clamped down on him, he lost control, shooting his seed deep into her body. He heard both his brothers roar and watched as Carina began to swallow quickly—sexy little thing was being greedy, not wanting to lose any of Denver's seed. Denver pulled from her mouth, and Hart pulled from her ass. Phelan gently lifted her from his semi-hard cock and lowered her to the bed beside him.

  "Sleep, our beautiful Carina, we'll be waking you again soon."
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  ****

  Carina woke with a wet tongue laving her nipple and arched into the mouth, wanting more. This was the third time the men had awoken her. She knew this was Hart. He wanted his seed in her womb with his brothers'. She needed it, too. She needed to know all three of her men had provided seed for the life she hoped they would create this night.

  "Hmmm, Hart."

  He moved from her breast up her neck to her jaw, nibbled his way along her jawline, up to her ear. He bit gently on her lobe, and her whole body shuddered with desire. A hard warmth came up against her back. And oil slicked fingers slid down her lower back toward her ass. A finger rubbed over her back entrance just as two fingers thrust into her pussy. Her head was fuzzy, but in a good way. She felt fingers stroke her face, and Phelan knelt by her head. She put her arm out to push herself up, but her men anticipated her move and she was suddenly kneeling. Hart knelt before her, his hard length twitching as he watched her.

  "Come ride me, baby doll."

  She shuffled over to him, and he lifted her up and slid her down over him. She clung to his neck, shuddering at the intensity of his presence inside of her. She didn't even flinch when Denver came up behind her, and began pumping first one, then two fingers into her ass. He groaned as she pressed back into him. Smiling, she rocked between Denver's fingers and Hart's dick. Oh, her men felt so good. Denver removed his fingers and lined the head of his dick up with her back hole, and just as his brothers had, he slowly pushed in. She felt no pain, just a delicious burn all the way to her toes. When he was fully seated inside her body, she felt so full, but not full enough. She turned from Hart, searching for Phelan. He was right there, waiting with his hand stroking his long, thick dick.

  "Take my mouth, Phelan."

  The bond they shared, the knowledge of their desire for her, made her bold. She'd never been one to issue commands before, in or out of the bedroom.

  "Yes, ma'am."

  Phelan moved in close, wrapped his hand in her hair and guided her over his hot length. She hummed as she took him in her mouth and all the way to the back of her throat. She swallowed against him and relished the groan, then growl that came from him. No sooner had Phelan growled, than Hart and Denver began thrusting into her. She flowed with her men, back and forth, up and down. Giving and receiving pleasure in equal parts. The climb was strong and steady, so before long she was standing at the edge looking over at the huge drop of the biggest orgasm she'd ever experienced. Hart reached down and flicked her clit, and she fell with a muffled scream. She felt her muscles tighten around the men in her body, felt Hart pulse and pump his seed into her womb, felt Denver tense and roar as he filled her with his seed, too. She sucked harder on Phelan's dick and felt his vein pulse against her tongue before her mouth was flooded with his seed. She greedily drank him down. He tasted different from his brothers but still so good. Pulling from him, she licked him clean. She hummed as Denver, then Hart pulled from her body. She was tired, but sated. Her soul was happy, and that energized her a little.