by L. A. Boruff
Nadyah pinched one nipple as she gently sucked on the other and they ground against each other, speed increasing. Then suddenly the courtesan grabbed Adelina’s face and roughly shoved it to the side so she was forced to look at Varan, blindfold still in her hand.
The courtesan whispered to their princess in that secret language and the sound of the words, the blatant demand…he slowed his pace as Adelina licked her lips and watched him stroke his own cock up and down, more precum dribbling down to lubricate his shaft.
The whole while Nadyah kept up her pace, rolling her hips into Adelina, grinding against her and he felt his cock grow. Varan’s breathing became ragged as he increased his tempo to match Nadyah’s.
“Only if you come with me,” Adelina said, making sure he could understand her. “I’ll scream your name if you come for me first.”
He groaned at that, jerking into his hand hard and rough to ease some of the tension in his body – the urge to pound into the woman he loved.
Nadyah managed to hold onto the dominance, but just barely. She gripped Adelina’s face harder, riding her, breathing hard. Her reply in that damn language made his blood boil.
Whatever she said made Adelina lose her mind. Those black nails pricked into her palms and suddenly Adelina was screaming Nadyah’s name as she thrashed and bucked under the courtesan.
Varan groaned, barely holding on as Nadyah held out, but his pace increased and he felt himself falling over the edge slowly as his insatiable need demanded to be released.
Adelina’s eyes rolled into the back of her head.
“Say my name again,” the courtesan demanded.
“Nadyah please, please come for me.” Adelina lifted her hips up, begging with her body for Nadyah to take what she needed from her.
“Watch him, Adelina. Watch him lose control as I take you.”
Varan couldn’t hold on anymore. He lost control completely and hot cum spurted from him as he bucked into his hand, stroking through the orgasm. His shout made Adelina shudder as she watched.
And he liked it, he liked the hungry look in her eyes as she watched his seed cover his hand until he could slow down, but still he didn’t stop, staying hard for her.
Never once did he break eye contact with her, his wife.
What she said next made more seed spill from his tip. “Come for me before I make you, Nadyah” Adelina whispered, quickening her pace. “Please.”
Still Varan held her gaze – unblinking. It was the most erotic moment of his life as he watched Nadyah shudder and cry above Adelina, losing control as the orgasm took hold.
All three of them panted as they took a moment to catch their breath. Then Nadyah slid off Adelina with a grin and took up the spidersilk blindfold. She slipped the silk over Adelina’s eyes, leaving her wrists tied to the bed.
When she whispered into Adelina’s ear while securing the blindfold Varan realized he would never forget this moment. He would never forget watching both females lose themselves in each other, or how Nadyah had made her claim while he watched.
The courtesan came towards him, but he couldn’t take his eyes off Adelina tied up and squirming on the bed as she waited for him.
“Remember how I made her scream, Varan,” Nadyah said. “Have some fun while I see what Roxy is up to.”
He prowled towards that bed. Nadyah already forgotten as he tried to decide where to put his hands and mouth first. He would never forget the way the courtesan had made his wife scream, but he would do his damnedest to top it.
Varan had always been competitive and he rather liked this game.
The door slid closed and Varan gripped Adelina’s thigh. He relished the way she gasped. He squeezed and then released her. “Did you enjoy that?” he asked, voice low and full of so much wanting.
“I enjoyed making her scream – twice,” Adelina told him.
Oh that dirty mouth of hers. “Is that a challenge?”
Adelina grinned and he enjoyed taking her in without her being able to see any of it. “Perhaps, but only if you’re up for it,” his wife teased.
Varan growled and shoved her thighs apart. Her entire body was tense, alert, not being able to see him or guess what he was doing. Oh gods, this female. She trusted him enough to be blindfolded and tied to a bed, willing to take whatever he was willing to give.
He needed to taste her. Eyeing the slickness still on her thighs the image of Nadyah riding her came to mind. Varan wanted to repossess every part of Adelina’s body. Bending he licked the slickness smeared on her thigh and relished her groan.
Adjusting his position he kept licking until he reached her swollen center. Adelina was delicious and wet and ready and he licked it all up, long and slow.
“Varan,” she gasped. “Please, I don’t want that. I need you inside me.” Adelina was begging – pleading.
He loved the way she begged for him.
“Ah, well thankfully you’re all tied up and unable to do anything if I decide to make you wait.” His words were nothing but bravado and a bit of a tease. Moving up, his breath made her nipples harden.
There was no way in all the hells he could resist her when she begged him like that. Ripping the damn lace in one smooth motion he rumbled his pleasure to see her so exposed before him.
Delicious.
Varan dove down and feasted on her breast like a ravenous beast. One hand guided the head of his already hard cock to her entrance, pressing against her. Gods, she was so wet there was hardly any resistance at all and he slid right in – stretching her.
Adelina shouted, lifting her hips to take him as deep as she could. The way she pulsated around him nearly made him burst.
Varan growled against her throat, teeth sharp, slowly pressing into her until his hips finally met hers and Adelina begged him with incomprehensible words that made him teeter on the edge of his control, the wolf deep inside him snarling and demanding he take her.
Their scents merged as he filled her, as they became one once more.
“Did you like having me watch you?” he rumbled, pulling out and then sliding slowly back into her.
“Yes,” she gasped.
She held onto him with a desperation he needed. Varan needed her to take everything he had to give. “Did it please you to see me spill my seed?”
Adelina didn’t answer as Varan thrust into her harder, his cock hitting the end of her channel and the exquisite sensation made him feel possessive and demanding. He needed to see her.
Another rip and the blindfold was nothing more than a scrap of silk discarded on the floor. Varan gripped her jaw tight enough he knew it hurt, but only enough to add to her pleasure. Adelina’s amethyst eyes opened wide as she gasped, staring up at him with a desperation he felt mirrored in his own soul. He thrust harder and faster, pounding into her.
“Look at me as I make you come for me,” he demanded.
Adelina struggled against the bonds, her claws lengthening and she made to tear them off but Varan pinned down her arms. Now she couldn’t rip through the restraints without dislocating her shoulders.
“Tsk, tsk darling, you have to tell me what you want and maybe I’ll grant your request.” He knew his grin was predatory. Adelina’s canines were a little longer than his, but his were just as sharp. His wolf was right there with him, revealing himself to his wife for the first time – ready to play their vicious little game.
Part of him felt fear that he would hurt her, or she would end up terrified of him.
But then she grinned right back at him. “Harder,” she demanded, arching her neck and exposing her throat. “I want it harder while you take me.”
There was no hesitation. Varan took her throat with his teeth, claiming her – claiming dominance as he filled her with his cock, slamming into her so hard the bed smashed against the wall. Over and over until she screamed for him, milking his cock with a vengeance.
Not a second later he roared, filling her with his seed, gripping her neck with a firm yet gentle hand.
It took nothing for her to rip through her bonds. Then she pulled him down by the back of his neck, pricking his skin hard enough he could feel it through the haze of sex and pleasure.
“Yes, Varan. This, this is what I wanted. All of you.” She nuzzled his throat with her nose, holding him close. They were nothing more than two wolves enjoying the release from the weight of humanity for the first time together.
“You’re not afraid?” he asked. Varan’s voice sounded strange to his own ears as he talked around his canines. Very rarely did he ever let himself go like that.
“I am not afraid,” Adelina told him, nipping his bottom lip. “My wolf sees your wolf and only wants more.”
She completed him in ways he never thought he needed.
Varan chuckled and rolled them both on their sides. “A snack first. Then I’ll give you as much as you can take…and then I’ll give you more.”
He wanted to give her so much more it nearly hurt, but they both needed a few moments to recover and regain their strength before he did everything he could imagine to her body.
Adelina grumbled when he left her, but then she smiled and closed her eyes. Gods she was stunning. He slipped on a robe to gather food from the main living space and shook his head ruefully. Only a royal could see the monster he was and ask for more without fear.
More sounded delicious.
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Chapter 17 & 18
"So, you up for it?" Flint waggled his eyebrows.
"With you? Always," she replied, reaching for the hem of her shirt and whipping it over her head without even waiting them to make a move. Macey wasn't in the mood for a slow steady build. She wanted hard and fast and undeniable.
"I guess that answered that one," Cam said, closing the small gap between them. "But how do you want us?" he whispered so close that his breath fanned against her skin.
"Why are you overthinking this?" she asked. "Why aren't we just going for it?"
She went onto her toes and pressed a kiss against Cam's lips, the connection between them surging into life. Macey could feel it right down to her core. How had she become this lucky? She'd always been a bit of a loner back in the Loch and she definitely hadn't had much of a love life. But here...here she had her men. She'd never be alone again. And while that should scare her, it didn't. She knew she was better with them than without. Even if it did mean she couldn't ever move back to the Loch. Not with Flint in tow.
"Good question," Flint said.
Macey sensed him behind her and relaxed into him. She was wedged between the two of them, their hot bodies pressed against hers and making a delicious Macey sandwich.
She'd certainly enjoy being in the middle of it.
Breaking the kiss with Cam, Macey twisted around and kissed Flint. The angle was slightly awkward but it meant she could kiss her man and that made it worth it.
Gently, Cam guided her body around so she was facing her Fire Warden. His hands skimmed her body, leaving a trail of goose bumps along the way. There weren't any feelings that could rival this.
She moaned into Flint's mouth just as Cam's hands reached her ass. He slipped his hands around to unbutton her jeans and help her slip them down her legs, leaving her blissfully naked for them.
Squirming a little, she pressed herself against Flint more. The two of them were wearing far more clothing than they should be but she trusted them to do something about that soon enough. They weren't the kind of men who'd pass on the opportunity.
"Now," she murmured. "Don't make me wait."
"Seems like someone's needy." Cam chuckled, nuzzling his lips against her neck as Flint moved a hand further down her body.
"I haven't been with either of you since..." she started, but was silenced by her own moaning as Flint slipped a hand between her legs and teased her gently.
"We know, Macey. We've missed you too," Flint said, a satisfied smile lighting up her face.
"We should be kind and give in to her," Cam suggested.
"Please," Macey begged.
"We got you," Flint said. "But do you trust us?"
"Of course," she answered instantly.
"Close your eyes," Cam ordered.
Without thinking, she screwed them shut. She could still feel her men close to her, their bodies touching hers. The darkness seemed to put all her nerves even more on edge and she relished it. This was new. And exciting.
Something soft brushed past her eyes and rested there. "Is that..."
"Yes," Flint answered from in front of her. "Don't try to open your eyes," he repeated.
"If you want to stop, just say voices," Cam instructed.
"Voices?" she squeaked. It seemed to be an odd choice of words.
"It's not exactly a word you'd normally scream out during sex," he pointed out. "Unless there's something you haven't told us."
"No, nothing," she said hastily.
"Then relax and let us do our thing," Flint said.
Macey nodded but said nothing. She could already feel the anticipation building within her. She didn't think she'd ever felt like this before, not even with her men before.
A hand touched her stomach before trailing across it. A second hand joined the first but she wasn't sure which belonged to which of her men. They were both standing close to her, so she guessed they were both touching her, but it was hard to tell.
"We're going to move you now," Flint whispered, not breaking the moment.
The hands disappeared and she groaned in disappointment. One of the men slipped their arms under her legs and hoisted her up, carrying her over to what she assumed what would be the bed. Though she wasn't all that sure about that. She hadn't really gotten a good look about. Cam had been a little bit to much of a mess for her to look around. She'd have to try and remember to ask him about the dream when things were a little less physical. It wasn't exactly something she wanted to deal with right now. It'd be something of a mood killer.
Whichever of the two was carrying her laid her down. The bed had been the right guess, the softness surprised her almost as much as it had the night before. How had her people ever thought badly of selkies? With beds like these, she doubted anyone would ever have a bad experience with them.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a hand sneaking up each thigh. The touches were firm, the callouses on them expected and only adding to the sensation. She wanted the two of them so badly but couldn't do anything to actually tell them other than moan.
She was nothing more than a body of sensation. Nothing mattered other than the three of them in a bed and the only thing that would have made it more perfect would be the addition of Rónán and Jared too. Though how she'd keep up with four men at once was beyond her. Saying that, she was managing emotionally, so there was little doubt she'd work i
t out in the bedroom too.
Maybe Jared's kabouter family wasn't too far off thinking about grandchildren.
She thrashed her head from side to side, half from the pleasure of the caresses all over her body and partly to rid herself of any thoughts of children. She wasn't ready yet. And not just because she had a world to save. There were so many other things she wanted to do and experience in life which would be a lot more difficult if she had to do it with a child in tow. Plus there were other things to work out. Like the roles of all her men in the child's life, no matter which was going to end up being the father.
Firm lips pressed against hers, while the other man parted her legs. Neither of them were being particularly gentle. Nor were they being rough. It was that perfect balance between which made Macey feel more wanted with each touch of skin on skin.
The man kissing her trailed his lips over her neck and down to her collarbone, just as the other began to move up the insides of her legs. Macey arched off the bed. They weren't even touching any of the places she wanted them and she was already a needy pile of mush.
A low moan escaped from her lips as they moved inwards. Having two men in bed with her wasn't a new experience, but something about the fact she couldn't tell who was doing what gave it a new edge. An exciting one. It was almost surprising it wasn't Jared involved this time, though given the accessibility of a blindfold, it had probably been his idea in the first place. If this was the kind of thing he was going to come up with then she was more than happy to let him be in charge of sex games.
Brief images of Jared lounging on a chair and instructing her other men in how best to pleasure her sprung to mind. Now that was something she could get on board with. Maybe she'd suggest it to him. it'd be a great feast for him if he needed to rejuvenate his powers.
