Laci sucked on Darion’s cock, drawing his taste deep. Her tongue lapped lovingly over his length as he almost withdrew. She closed her eyes, a broken groan escaping her when Alek’s tongue stabbed into her and his fingers pressed against her tight back entrance. The sensation that shot through her set fire to every nerve ending in her body. Desperate for release, she moved her hips, riding that talented tongue. Pleasure built into a tight knot. Alek lapped at her taking her a bit higher and then drew back, leaving her balanced on the edge of ecstasy.
Her groan of disappointment as his lips left that heated flesh vibrated around Darion’s cock. Darion clenched his teeth and pulled out of her hot mouth for a moment as he sought control.
“Make him come, Laci. Swallow his seed.” Alek’s hands roamed over her. He wanted to end this game. The sight, the taste of her desire had him almost as desperate as she was.
When his fingers teasingly circled her slit, she eagerly took the hard length of Darion’s shaft between her lips. His thrust drove him deep into her mouth. Eager to taste his cum, she sucked on him. Her thoughts centered on bringing him pleasure and gaining her own pleasure.
Darion loved the sight, the feel, the sound of her taking him into her mouth. His cock was hard and aching and his balls were drawn tight to his body. By the Gods, he needed to come. He held her head still as he surged forward, deep into the wet depths.
She made no secret of the fact that she wanted him. Her lust-filled eyes met his as she took him as deep as she could into that hot, wet cavern. She suckled eagerly, soft slurping sounds escaping her reddened lips as he surged in and out of her mouth. He stroked into her, his cock slid to the back of her throat and exploded.
Laci swallowed, enjoying the salty taste of his seed on her tongue. She wanted more. Her tongue swirled around him gathering every last bit of his cum as he pulled free. Her pussy clenched and Laci wriggled, desperate to be filled.
Darion kept one of his hands in her hair as he tilted her head back and locked his eyes with hers. “Do you want satisfaction, Laci? Do you want to come tonight?”
“You wouldn’t leave me unsatisfied all night long,” Laci protested with false bravado. She hoped they wouldn’t torment her so, but they could be such teases sometimes.
“It won’t take that long.” Darion grinned confidently. “You won’t deny us much longer. You’ll be begging long before six bells.”
Alek’s lips settled on her clit and his finger skimmed the rim of her slit. Her hips bucked against him even before he suckled on her clit. She moaned, her hands clenching at her sides. Alek drew back before she could race to her peak.
“Tell us why you had to know how long we’ll want you.” Darion brushed his fingers across her lips. Her lips closed over the probing digit, sucking at it until he pulled his hand away from her mouth.
“I told you.” Laci licked her lips as she saw that Darion was hard and ready again. She squirmed, desperate with need.
“An excuse,” Alek growled before he nipped her thigh.
His finger pressed on the opening of her anus, not enough to enter but enough to tease her. A violent shudder of desire rolled over her body. By the Gods, that was unfair. Alek’s tongue lapped leisurely over her pussy as if there was all of the time in the world. She was panting, her eyes glazed when he drew away.
“The answer.” Darion tipped her head back.
Laci decided that she’d had enough. She cursed the weakness that demanded she surrender. She wanted to be filled now and if an answer would get her that, she’d supply it. “You’re mine.” She frowned at them, determination glittering in the green brilliance of her eyes.
“And how does that relate to your question?” Alek asked.
“I won’t share you with other women, not ever.” Laci’s green eyes narrowed at the thought. The thought of them touching another woman made her want to hit something—someone. They would be her first targets.
“Ah,” Alek’s voice was rich with humor.
“Your turn, Alek,” Darion released Laci’s hair.
Alek’s hands fastened around her waist and he lunged up, lifting her. Laci found herself staring up at him, flat on her back on the blanket, her legs draped over his shoulders.
“Such a difficult little love,” Alek smiled as he leaned over her. “If you’d asked if we would ever go to other women, we’d have told you the truth. We would never hurt you. You’re our one, the center of our lives.”
Alek slid into her with a powerful surge. Her pussy accepted him, stretching around his advancing length. He withdrew and drove back into her, going deep.
Laci welcomed the thrust of his cock, arching her hips to meet his. Her nails scored Alek’s arms as the heat flared higher. Her mouth fused with his in a lusty kiss. She needed, wanted…
He surged hard against her. Laci’s body shook as climax rolled through her. Lights burst behind her eyelids and she held onto Alek, crying his name. “Alek…it feels so good.”
Alek drove forward, the need to come a hard, wrenching need. Everything about her responses increased that need. The tight grip and release of her slick cunt around his cock, the hitch of her breath and the need that rose within her so quickly seemed to have been designed to incite and enflame.
Alek lifted her hips as he thrust against her. A harsh roar was torn from him as he came. His seed poured into her in hot jets.
When he was able, Alek removed her legs from his shoulders and pulled himself from the heated clasp of her pussy. Laci lay upon the blanket, a broad smile on her lips and her eyes closed content, replete. He picked her up and carried her to the bed. Gently, he placed her in the center and lay down beside her.
Alek smiled. “You can be such a wild thing.”
Darion was already sliding into bed on the other side, curving his arm around her waist. He nuzzled his lips against her neck, inhaling the scent of sex and woman.
“Two days from now, we’ll have the ceremony.” Darion licked her earlobe.
Laci raised her brows but said nothing.
“Laci…” Alek’s normally smooth voice roughened in warning.
Laci chuckled. “I didn’t think you required my agreement.”
In a lightning move, Laci was flipped onto her stomach and two solid smacks landed on her buttocks. Her chuckle turned to a yelp. She lightly rubbed the stinging, reddened cheeks.
“In two days, I’ll marry you in the Norik ceremony,” Laci agreed hastily. “I’m sure that this could be considered a form of coercion. So, tell me about this mysterious ceremony.”
* * * * *
Two Days Later
Laci stood between Alek and Darion in front of most of the assembled crew in one of the dining rooms. She was dressed in a deep blue, silky dress. The plunging neckline showed her full breasts to great advantage. The skirt, a little longer than her other clothing, fell just a little past mid-thigh.
Darion and Alek stood one on each side of her, facing her. They were dressed in the full Norik uniform—dark blue shirts with rank denoted on collar and shoulder, black pants and well-shined boots. Laci openly admired the broad chests displayed by those fitted shirts. Since they’d left their room earlier in the day, they hadn’t let her out of their sight. They each had a hand on her. Darion’s rested on her waist and Alek’s hand wandered around the curves of her butt.
The Norik ceremony was relatively simple. It was in direct contrast to the ceremony that they’d known before their imprisonment. They wanted less pomp, more honesty. Her part of this ceremony was simple. All she had to do was stand there while Darion and Alek made their promises to her and then give back her one-line response when it was time.
“We take you, Laci, in Marriage,” Darion and Alek intoned solemnly. “We promise to care for you, to provide for you. Your happiness will always be our highest priority. We will love you all of our days and protect you with our lives.
“We pledge to you our faithfulness and our hearts. In times of trial and times of peace, you have our support
and our trust. We will be at your side through anger and tears, joy and laughter; never will we leave you or turn from you. Will you become blood of our blood? Do you accept that which we give you and return the same to us?” Darion and Alek each drew a dagger from their belts.
“I do accept you and give you everything I am.” Laci watched as they drew the knives across their palms.
She took the dagger from Darion and cut a slash across one palm and then used Alek’s dagger on her other palm. While her life with them wouldn’t be simple, she trusted these men. Extending her hands to them, Darion placed his palm beneath hers and Alek enfolded her other hand in his large grip. Their blood mingled in the symbolic joining, uniting them by law and heart. She looked into their eyes with her own misty ones. She’d hardly ever outguess them and winning an argument was sure to be a rarity, but she loved them and the challenge they brought to her life.
About the Author
Rebecca Airies has always loved to read. Futuristic, the classics, mystery or horror, the genre doesn’t matter as long as the stories capture her interest and take her on an adventure. She soon discovered a love for writing and characters just waiting to tell their stories. Since that time, writing has become an obsession.
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