Davies, Corinne - Claiming Destiny [Midnighter Seductions 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Corinne Davies

  “Could the Atans have a natural protective response the legends never spoke of?” Thunder asked.

  “Your guess is as good as mine.” Jag shrugged. “If she had some sort of protective magic don’t you think she would have used it on Rock or me when she was…” Jag stopped dead in his tracks. She did use something. “Wait, she had a spray with her that night. It didn’t hurt me, but it was vile. She called it pepper spray. Could it be it was fatal to the Kimil?”

  “I don’t know, but I’m willing to experiment.” Blade stood up and clasped hands with Jag. “Ask Destiny where she got hers. It might be a special mixture and I want to find the exact same one. Perhaps we will be able to create an equivalent here.”

  “I’ll send the information with Storm and Derechos when they go across later and ask Wolfe and Falcon to bring some back with them.”

  Blade and Thunder left to go to their rooms and Jag went to look for Destiny. Her vile spray could mean life or death in their world, but was he willing to risk their own world if it was damaging? His first instinct was to get as much of it as he could, but they would have to do tests first to see if it was safe.

  * * * *

  Rock rolled Destiny to her back and rose over her. He’d pinned her hands over her head and she loved it when he made her feel helpless like this. It was almost embarrassing how much she craved his and Jag’s touch. She’d never been alone since the trip to the market. How many days ago was that? She’d completely lost track of time because her internal clock was still confused. It was like having the worst case of jetlag, but Rock and Jag had both been trying their hardest to help her overcome it.

  A sharp nip to the underside of her breast made her jump. “Hey!”

  “You’re not paying attention.” Rock pressed his lips against the place he’d bitten.

  “I was thinking about how wonderful I thought you and Jag were, but I might change my mind now.”

  “Really?” Rock climbed up her body and straddled her waist and reached over her head. It felt like he was wrapping her wrists with the blanket, but when she tried to look over her head and see what he was doing she couldn’t get the right angle. “What are you doing?” She laughed as she tried to tug her hands from his.

  “Be still.” The tone of voice was harsh, but his mischievous grin alleviated the hint of nervousness that washed over her. His hard cock lay along her upper torso. The head nestled between her breasts.

  “You do realize I can’t play with your cock if you tie my hands up.” She tugged on her hands but couldn’t do more than wiggle them slightly.

  “But I can play with you without distractions.” Rock eased his cock down her body and she arched up against his chest trying to gain some friction against her nipples. He chuckled at her and dipped his head. Wrapping his fingers around one breast he feasted on the other. Alternating between sucking hard and light flicks with his tongue, he played. Destiny rocked her hips seductively, but he wouldn’t move enough so his cock brushed against her clit. “I get to play this time, Atan.”

  “But I want to touch, too.” She wasn’t above begging and would if she had to. He and Jag had never made her wait before and as much fun as this might be she wanted to feel him plunge his cock into her. Now.

  “You’re spoiled.” He flipped her with ease and swatted one cheek of her ass. “It’s a good thing Jag and I like you this way.”

  The impact of his open hand on her ass didn’t hurt, but it created a warmness on her ass she hadn’t expected. She wiggled between his legs as she decided how to needle him into doing it again. “I’m hungry. What’s for lunch?”

  She heard his growl a moment before his large hand landed on the fleshy part of her other cheek. The warmness spread and she felt her pussy gush in excitement. “Maybe too spoiled. I should keep spanking you until you are about to start screaming my name. Then I’ll go find lunch and leave you here to think about why you should never try to manipulate me.”

  “Okay, I take it back. To hell with lunch, fuck me now.” Destiny propped up on her elbows and looked over her shoulder. Rock’s eyes were the brilliant blue they turned whenever he was about to fuck her silly. If he gets off on spanking, I might regret prodding at him. She wiggled her ass, but he grinned at her and shook his head no.

  “Please, please, please, Nohchil.” She’d heard the other men use that title with him and figured it was a term of respect. When his eyes blazed with blue fire she knew she’d hit a hot spot with him.

  He wrapped his arm around her waist and lifted her hips up into the air. The bed followed the movement and before she knew it, her hips lay cupped in a soft mound with her ass propped up in the air. Her pussy was so damn wet she wiggled her legs together, trying to find some relief, but Rock pushed her knees apart on the bed, preventing her from any relief. She felt a cool breeze on the wet insides of her thighs.

  “I’m going to have to lay my hand on your ass more often. Look at you creaming from a couple taps.”

  She felt his fingers swirling around in her syrupy cream, stopping short of touching her where she desperately wanted. She arched her back and pressed against his hand, but he wouldn’t give in to her silent demand. He teased her with light strokes over her pussy lips and then slid along the slit to her entrance where he’d gathered more cream but not penetrated.

  The anticipation was killing her. Every touch drover her closer and closer to exploding in pleasure, but he avoided giving her what she needed to push her over the edge.

  “You are an oyama, a gift, my beautiful Destiny.” He continued to tease her, and she creamed over his fingers every time he circled the entrance to her body. This time, instead of sliding forward, he brought all that cream up and painted her anus. She hadn’t had anal sex in so long. She loved it, but her last boyfriend thought it was dirty and her strange for asking for it.

  She crushed that memory under the immense weight of pleasure Rock bestowed on her. He and Jag liked to play with her ass and did it as often as possible but only used their fingers, not their cocks. She’d imagined a number of times what it would feel like to have them fucking her at the same time and it never failed to make her hotter and wetter. “Fuck me, Rock. God, please, I need you so badly.”

  “Where do you want me, Atan?” He pushed a finger slowly into her ass and then retreated at the same speed. He added a second finger on the next stroke. “Shall I plunge my cock in here?”

  She felt him move behind her and his cock pushed against the entrance of her cunt, making her shake. She clenched around the tip of his cock, trying to keep him where he was, but Rock decided to only use shallow thrusts with his cock as he stroked the length of his thick fingers into her ass.

  “God, Rock.” She tugged on her wrists and tried to push her body back against his. He smacked her hip in retaliation.

  “You’re not in control here, I am.” Rock added a third finger to her ass and pushed his cock farther into her body, making her see stars. It felt like someone had replaced her nerves with sparklers and lit the ends. Her body shook and she couldn’t formulate the words she wanted to say.

  He thrust deeper into her body. She clenched her sopping cunt and gripped his length as he started pumping in and out of her body. His fingers worked her ass and she could feel herself racing for that pinnacle of hedonistic delight. Her back arched, and she was panting and reaching for the top when Rock pulled out of her body.

  “No, no!” she cried out, but the wide, blunt end of his cock pressed against her anus. He felt ten times bigger than the fingers he’d been working in her ass. She took deep breaths and relaxed her body and ass.

  “That’s my Atan. Press back, you can do it.”

  She felt him enter her body, stretching her ass till it burned. He slid his hand from her hip around and stroked her clit as he moved, gaining depth inch by inch. The shock of his intimate invasion wore off quickly and her body remembered the dark pleasure in this. His balls slapped against her pussy and she felt him tremble over her back.


  “I never could’ve imagined how perfect you’d be.” Rock pressed kisses against her shoulder and neck as he rocked into her body. She desperately wanted to reach back and claw at his hips or grab handfuls of hair as he rode her, stroking in and out of her willing body with increasing speed. He flung her toward the pinnacle faster than she ever imagined possible, and when he surged against her clit in tight little circles she couldn’t hold back any longer.

  “Yes, Rock, more!” He smacked her hip and she felt her body explode in an orgasm that racked her body with shudders. Rock slammed his cock into her ass for a couple more strokes before hollering out her name. She felt the heat of his release bathe the inside of her anus as he continued to rock into her body a couple more times.

  Destiny collapsed on the mountain of bed, a small part of her brain wondering how this worked, but she was so sated, it didn’t matter to her at the moment. She felt the sheets slide off her wrists as if they’d never been tied and the bed slowly lowered beneath her hips.

  “Atan, are you all right?” Rock sounded concerned and Destiny wanted to tell him that he fucked her into a coma, but her mouth wouldn’t formulate words.

  “Mumfky,” she sighed into the pillows, unable to rouse her body to move either.

  “What was that?”

  “I think she said she was okay,” Jag’s voice piped up from somewhere near the end of the bed. She felt him crawl up the other side of her. She should’ve known that he’d be watching somewhere she couldn’t see.

  “I’ll be back in a moment.” Rock pressed a kiss against one cheek of her ass and then smacked it lightly in the same spot before she felt him get off the bed.

  “That was one of the best moments I have had the luck to witness.” She felt Jag run his hand over her ass cheeks. “You enjoy a little roughness?”

  There must have been red marks on her ass because his hand felt cool against her. She didn’t mind because it felt wonderful on her hypersensitive skin. She moaned and wiggled her ass against his hand. The nerves in her anus were still sparking and her body was heating up under his touch.

  “No, I’m not taking you there right now. You’re going to be sore. Rock was fucking you so hard. I almost lost my seed in my pants watching the look on your face with every stroke.”

  Her pussy clenched when she imagined Jag watching Rock take her. “I’m glad you liked what you saw.”

  “Wait ’til you press your cock into her insanely tight ass.” She heard Rock’s voice moments before she felt the bed dip beside her. He pressed a kiss against her shoulder and then she felt a cloth cleaning her. When he was done she stretched and rolled onto her back so she could look up at them. She let her knees drop to the side, baring her pussy, hoping to entice them.

  Stretching out her back, she arched up toward them in what she hoped looked like a blatant invitation. Rock leaned over her and gave her a passionate kiss before lifting his head. “I have a few things I need to get accomplished before dinner tonight. Thank you for the gift.”

  “I never thought of my ass as a gift before.” Never had a man made her feel so perfect as these two did every day.

  “Every inch of you is a gift, Atan.” Rock gave her that boyish grin of his, rubbed his nose against hers, and her heart melted a bit more. He levered himself up and she watched him as he headed into his dressing room. Jag was still pressing kisses against her belly, so she stroked her fingers through his hair. It was longer than Rock’s and flowed through her fingers like silk. She shifted her hips and turned her body toward him. He slid his large hands down her body as he spoke.

  “Do you need a nap, Atan?” Jag asked as he pressed butterfly-soft kisses along her ribs before he nuzzled his face against her belly again. She could hear the teasing tone to his voice. He knows damn well I don’t want to nap. The bit of scruff on his chin tickled her and she wiggled at the sensation. A few minutes ago she might have said yes, but her body was quickly warming up to his touch. He shifted his big body over hers and she opened her legs further to give him room. She loved the way his chest pressed against her pussy.

  “Not quite yet.” She arched her back and stretched out her body like a big spoiled cat. “I’m feeling a bit restless again.”

  Jag chuckled against the sensitive skin of her belly. When she tried to arch her pelvis to encourage him, he gripped her hips and held them against the bed. “Be still. I’m not rushing, Atan.” He pressed light kisses against her hip bones before shifting downward, rubbing his rough cheek against her inner thigh. He hooked her legs over his upper arms, giving him full access to her willing body.

  “You can take all the time you want”—she rubbed her feet against his back—“as long as you hurry up.”

  His warm breath fluttered over her pussy as he chuckled, and her sensitized body reacted with a rush of moisture. She opened her eyes and looked down her body, watching him. It was a decadent, erotic thing she’d never done before. Jag looked like he’d been presented with his favorite dessert and was savoring every moment. She felt like a goddess lying back, being worshipped by her consort.

  Jag looked up at her and winked. The intensity of his green eyes took her breath away. How did I ever attract you? She watched as a reproachful edge altered his expression as if he’d known what she’d thought.

  “One day you are going to understand what you mean to us.” He pressed light kisses against her skin and flicked his tongue along the seam of her pussy. “Until then, I’m going to show you as often as I can.”

  He then lifted himself up and her heart stopped. “Did I do something wrong?”

  “No, not at all, I have a surprise for you.” He reached down next to him and placed a dish next to her hip. His grin was so mischievous she didn’t know what to think. “Lie back, Atan.”

  “What is that?”

  He didn’t answer her, choosing instead to grin and hum a tune she didn’t recognize. He dipped his fingers into the bowl and picked up a chunk of something soft and juicy. It dripped onto her hip bone and he licked the juice off with a long swipe of his tongue.

  It took a second, but the delicate aroma of mint and rose petals reached her nose. Her cunt quivered with the memory of her first introduction to this particular fruit. “Lolyich?”

  Jag answered her by popping the piece in his mouth and ducking his head between her legs. When Rock had eaten a piece and then licked her she thought the sensations were invigorating. Having a piece of the fruit dissolved against her clit while Jag sucked on it like a lollypop was breathtaking.

  The menthol note sensitized her delicate skin even further. She could feel every swipe of his tongue, every whisker on his cheek, every breath. Her fingers dug into the sheets around her as she rotated her hips, pushing her pussy against his mouth. He responded by shoving a thick piece inside of her.

  “Holy god!” It felt like he’d pushed an ice cube in there. Her breath caught in her throat and her cunt fluctuated between icy cold and burning hot. Jag continued to hum the tune against her skin, creating a rush of goose bumps along her arms and legs. He used his mouth to slide the piece of fruit back and forth inside of her, teasing her. “I can’t take it!”

  He didn’t stop his humming and she felt an epic orgasm burning inside of her. She anchored her legs around his arms so he couldn’t move and fought the hold he kept on her hips. She wanted to rock her body against him, feel him push himself into her, stretching her to the point she thought she might split in two. She felt him suck the piece out of her body and shivered at the intense sensations that continued to glitter.

  “Please, please…” She thrashed her head back and forth and then looked down at him again. The sight that greeted her almost sent her over the edge. Jag had been watching her reactions. His electric-green eyes met hers and she wondered if he could see right to her soul. The intensity was intimidating, but she knew she had nothing to fear from this man.

  He moved and she unlocked her legs. His mouth and cheeks were shiny, from fruit or her own juices she didn
’t know or care. He rose up over her and then sat back on his heels. “Come here.”

  She sat up and he wrapped his hands around her waist, pulling her up his legs. Their lips met in a hungry, carnal explosion of need. The fruit flavor mixed with the tart flavor of her pussy. It was intoxicating. He lifted her up and slid her pussy along his width, dragging her electrified clit over the natural ridges in his cock. He held her there, his cock kissing her entrance until she met his gaze again.

  “Forever, Atan.” He lowered her slowly over the blunt tip, pressing her body open, stretching the oversensitized muscles of her cunt. She shivered and closed her eyes and he held her still. She panted and opened her eyes again and he pushed up into her.

  It was the most intimate moment she’d ever experienced, looking a man in the eye as he speared into her. She could feel the tremble in his body as her breasts pushed against his chest. His breathing was as rapid as hers and she realized she wasn’t the only one who felt the intensity of this moment. She wasn’t alone and he made certain she realized that.

  When he’d seated her completely on his cock, he paused and pressed a sweet kiss against her lips. They grinned and playfully nipped at each other’s lips. She’d never played with a man during sex, but it seemed so natural with Jag.

  She stroked her fingers through his hair and he tilted his head back, obviously enjoying the feeling. “You’re like a big cat.” She teased, “All I have to do is rub you behind the ears and you’re putty in my hands.”

  Jag growled and then lunged playfully at her throat, making her scream and then giggle as her nipples rubbed against his broad chest. She braced her feet on the bed and lifted her body up and then dropped down on him. She gasped as he drove up deep inside of her.