by Piper Stone
I was brought back into his quarters and as I lifted my head, I was shocked at the change in the space. Giant pelts had been placed across the floor, positioned in a primitive circle. The warm lighting seemed to be coming from everywhere, all highlighting the expansive space. I was placed in the middle of the soft fur as the others gathered around.
“On your knees, little one,” Scorpio demanded, his tone far more seductive than before.
Trembling, I did as I was told, holding onto the covering as I looked from one to the other. I hadn’t taken the time or cared to any degree at the looks of the three compatriots. Their eyes somehow glowed in the light, their stares so intense as if they’d stumbled on a feast meant for a king.
In a way, that’s exactly what I was. I knew of the huntsmen’s voracious hunger, their libido and stamina now legendary. There were countless stories of their expansive appetite, the way they could go on for hours, their cocks remaining hard as a rock. They were all different in appearance but each one of them had something distinct in common.
Brawn.
Their muscles were teeming, veins popping along their massive arms, thunderous legs that were barely contained by the limited clothing they wore. Even their lips appeared swollen, luscious and ripe, ready to lick and suck, taste and feed.
Scorpio tilted his head, dragging his tongue across his lips before motioning to the others. I watched in delicious fascination as they undressed, pitching their unwanted clothes in a fervent manner. Every one of them was fully aroused, their cocks standing at full attention. To say I was excited, the longing increasing with every passing second was sadly accurate. I wanted them.
All of them.
I was no longer the strong and virulent woman who’d been in charge of dozens of workers. I was no longer the intelligent professional, working so hard to make a difference alongside my father. And I was no longer even my father’s daughter, sister to a sweet and caring girl. I was simply... primal.
I found my body rocking as they stood in front of me, rubbing their hands down their carved chests, their fingers barely touching. As their hips swiveled, jutting forward in a provocative manner, all I could think about was quenching my thirst. I wanted nothing more than to have their cocks in my mouth, sucking and drinking their sweet cum. The three other soldiers were just as incredible.
Diesel—a wavy mass of long reddish-blond hair falling to the middle of his back like a wild mane, his ruddy complexion highlighting his dazzling light blue eyes. Thick muscles honed by extensive days of brutal work.
Rock—the man who’d ceremoniously dragged me from the banks of the river, exerting little if any strength. His long dark hair was tinged with a hint of gray, making him mysterious, his brooding ways matching his coal black eyes.
Montana—beautiful and blond, his body carved out of the finest granite. Everything about him screamed perfection.
My nipples ached and I realized the pelt had slipped off my shoulders, falling into a heap. I no longer felt naked and embarrassed. I was also incapable of any other thoughts. Sex. Hunger.
Desperate need.
What was I becoming?
The damning thought was tossed out of my mind as Scorpio eased his hand to his cock, fondling the long shaft before sliding his hand between his legs. As he squeezed his swollen balls, I realized I was crawling forward, taking my time and enjoying the delicious view. The other three were in their throes of masturbation, their ragged breathing matching my own.
Scorpio continued advancing like the true predator he was, his guttural sounds louder than the others, so much in control. When I’d crawled between his outstretched legs, he fisted my hair, running his fingers through my long strands and forcing me to keep my eyes locked on him.
“You now belong to all of us.” His words seemed to ring in the space, the others growling their approval.
I even noticed a change, or so I could swear in their appearance, even more barbaric, almost caveman-like. Perhaps the concept was merely a product of my own desire, my own carnal needs.
Scorpio squeezed his balls, tipping his head back and roaring. “You will do everything we say at all times.”
I couldn’t speak, dared not contradict him, but there was a slim portion in my mind reminding me that I was no submissive. Surrendering wasn’t in my nature. Then why did my body betray me once again, my hands sliding up the insides of his legs, breathing in his rich scent of testosterone and the forest, heavy musk and exotic spices? Why was there nothing more I wanted than to have his cock fill me, spewing seed deep inside my womb?
I was losing any battle with myself, leaning further forward until I could dart out my tongue, tracing a circle around his bulbous cockhead. His cock was throbbing, thick veins on either side of his shaft pumping hard with blood, the tip purple in color. Every smell, every sound seemed more extreme, leaving my tummy full of butterflies. They would take me in every hole over and over again.
I replaced Scorpio’s hand with mine, rolling his balls between my fingers. They were so full, hanging so low and the moment I squeezed, he let out another harsh moan. His arm shook but he kept a firm hold, refusing to let me go.
There was nothing like the scent of him, so intense as it filled my nostrils, further driving the beast inside. I opened my mouth, taking his cockhead and using my strong jaw muscles to suck. My tongue never stopped moving, swirling in aimless fashion as I slid my other hand around the base of his cock. I twisted until I could tell the friction was extreme, his legs shaking from the pressure.
“That’s it,” he hissed, jutting his hips forward. “Suck me, little one.”
There was no sense in denying what I already craved. I greedily accepted his demand, taking his cock further inside. Rising onto my knees, I moved up and down, my body swaying. Everything about this was so wrong, but the feel and taste of him was incredible. I was famished, bobbing my head up and down as I sucked, wrapping hot, wet saliva all across his shaft. I knew the others had moved closer, their hunger not to be denied.
Scorpio pushed down, forcing me to take more until the tip hit the back of my throat. I could barely breathe, electricity soaring. As I sucked, I pumped my hand up and down, my fingers meeting my mouth. A trickle of pre-cum slid down my throat, a slight reward for the action being performed. That taste of him was like no other, thick and musky, the aroma intoxicating.
“Do not take too long, my friend,” Montana snarled under his breath. The rustic tone of his voice was that of an insatiable man in desperate need.
Scorpio didn’t respond, his actions become more aggressive as he fucked my mouth, both hands now placed on either side of my head. Every muscle was tense, his head dropped and beads of sweat trickling across his forehead.
I moved my hands to his thighs, fingering the bulging muscles as he thrust his cock inside my mouth. I was nearly strangled from the brute force as well as the thickness, my jaw muscles aching as I attempted to clamp down. I had no control, no method of stopping his animalistic needs. He was simply taking what belonged to him, leaving yet another mark for the others to see.
His hips shifted as he rolled onto the balls of his feet, forcing my head back. As he deep-throated me, there was no sense of time. They could go on all night.
And I had no doubt they would.
The entire tent reeked of testosterone, the air thick with the roaring passion. Scorpio tossed his head back and forth, his chest heaving. The sound of his husky growls was a sweet orchestration, spilling into the core of me. I knew he wasn’t going to last much longer.
He shuddered, releasing a keening roar as he plunged harder. Faster. Every muscle strained, veins popping in his neck. When he jerked to a halt, I squeezed my mouth muscles. Hot cum spewed down the back of my throat, so thick, the salty taste as pungent as it was delectable. I couldn’t seem to get enough, gulping as much as I could even as the liquid slipped from both corners of my mouth.
“Yes!” Scorpio’s cry rumbled against the backdrop of pounding rain.
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bsp; There was no rest, no time to bask in the glory of making him come. Within seconds, I was jerked free of the brute’s hold, forced in between the other three. I rubbed my fingers across their legs, trying to control my breathing as they crowded closer. Their massive bodies were almost suffocating, the sounds emitted from their throats even more animalistic in nature.
They refused to allow me time, forcing me to lick and suck from one to the other. I had difficulty breathing as cocks were stuffed into my mouth, hands reaching down to fondle and pinch my nipples. I wrapped my hand around two shafts, pumping up and down, trying to appease them. They were nothing but wild animals, insatiable in their demands.
I dragged my tongue down the underside of Rock’s shaft, taking one testicle into my mouth then the other.
“Fuck. Yes!” he exclaimed, his legs sagging as I sucked. “Hot little mouth.”
“Wet little pussy,” Montana snorted.
“Perfect breasts, full and ripe,” Diesel added, chuckling darkly. He yanked me by the hair, forcing me to lick and suck on his balls. “Yes. So damn hot.”
Both Montana and Rock fell to the pelts, Diesel finally backing away and rubbing the back of his arm across his mouth. I was yanked forward, Rock falling on his back as he swept me forward, forcing me to straddle his face. One hard pull and his lips were on my pussy, sucking my juices, his groans muted.
I was thrown into a frenzied state, blinking furiously in order to stay focused. As his tongue lapped at my cream, I realized I could no longer feel my legs.
And all the while I was being ravaged, Scorpio stood watch, his angry eyes mere slits.
The pleasure became so intense as Rock swirled the tip of his tongue around my clit. When he nipped my tender flesh, I almost lost it, my body convulsing. I rode his face, shifting up and down, my breasts jiggling from my own demands.
He held my ass cheeks, caressing and squeezing them, a reminder of my punishment.
And that it could and would happen again.
Stars floated in front of my eyes as he drove his tongue all the way inside, wiggling it back and forth. He continued to suck, the sounds floating between us. I could tell I was close to coming, my legs and feet tingling.
Rock held me aloft, allowing him to shift his tongue up and down the length of my pussy. He sucked on my clit once again then drove his tongue back inside.
There was no holding back, no way I could temper the raging orgasm as it roared up from my toes, shooting straight into my pussy.
“God!” I threw my head up, arching my back as he continued feasting, growling and snorting as he ate his fill. The orgasm was startling, sapping my entire energy then refueling me as the lust remained, wanton and greedy. “Oh, God. Oh...” Another climax rushed in a wave, tossing me straight into pure ecstasy.
Once again, there was no patience in the men, Diesel lifting me away from my sinful perch. He laughed, his eyes raking over me. “Don’t get used to just one, little girl. Soon, every hole will be filled with a hard cock.”
I squealed as he shifted until I was forced to wrap my legs over his shoulders. He was so damn strong, holding my wide-open pussy over his mouth. As he brought me down, he issued a serious of famished, husky groans. His tongue was red hot and searing as it slipped past my tender folds.
The entire moment was surreal as he licked and sucked, immediately tossing me into another vapid state. I was shocked at my body’s reaction, tingling to my very core. The pleasure was intense, stripping away at my defenses.
But there was more to come.
I could feel Montana’s hands cupping my bottom, a single finger sliding up and down the crack of my ass. I held back a whimper as he slipped the same finger between my ass cheeks, finding my asshole.
“I can’t wait to fuck you here,” he whispered. “Imagine my knot deep inside of you.”
Oh, God, no. There was no way I could handle that.
One finger became two then three, Montana pushing them past my tight ring of muscle, sucking in his breath when they were firmly planted inside. “You’re going to be used every day, taken over and over again.”
I swallowed hard, lolling my head as the anguish began to shift into a series of tingling sensations as Montana shoved his fingers in all the way. “Oh. Oh. Oh!” My screams were cut short as Diesel continued eating his fill.
“That’s it. Do you want to come again, little girl?” Montana whispered as he nuzzled against my ear, blowing a swath of hot air.
“Uh-huh,” I managed.
“You’re going to learn that pleasure is given when you’re obedient.”
I bit back a cry as another orgasm refused to be denied. “I’m going to...” I was shot into another time, another zone, the climax even more intense than the one before. I was vaguely aware of being pulled away, still reeling from the raw ecstasy.
“Now, we fuck you,” Diesel stated in the most demanding tone. The feel of his lips against the side of my neck was somehow comforting, hot breath cascading down across my shoulder.
Rock yanked on my hair, forcing me into a deep arc and allowing both Diesel and Montana to toy with my breasts. Rock bent over, crushing his mouth over mine, parting my lips and shoving his tongue inside.
Everything was a wonderful blur as the kiss turned a moment of roaring passion. Two mouths sucking on my nipples, biting down until the pain washed through me. Fingers plunging in and out of my quivering pussy. I was already so wet, juice trickling down my inner thighs. A hand smacking my sore bottom.
And the kiss.
I felt as if I was floating on air, taken to another stratosphere. I let go, allowing my mind to fly freely.
As Rock broke the kiss, I heard Scorpio’s elongated sigh. He certainly wasn’t a patient man. I gasped, struggling to regain normal breathing as Rock wound his hand around my hair. He half dragged me back to the middle of the pelts. A smile curled on his face as he thumped down, wrangling me on top of him. The tip of his cock was maneuvered just inside, but he held back, his rugged hands cupping my breasts.
“Ride me,” he commanded.
I did as I was told, shifting forward as his shaft slid in inch after inch. Fully seated, my muscles straining to accept the thick girth, I let out a strangled whimper before I rocked my body. Everything was surreal, keeping on edge as I rode him hard and fast, clamping around the thick invasion. This time, I was the wild animal, my heart rate increasing, the savage beats echoing into my ears.
Then there was Montana’s cock, the man slapping it against my cheek until I opened my mouth. At that moment, I was no longer in control. I sucked, trying to pay attention even as Diesel ran his fingers up and down my spine.
Still, I tensed, knowing what was about to come.
“Are you ready, little one? One thick, hard cock shoved up that tight little ass of yours? Are you ready for me to spew hot cum inside, filling you until my seed flows down your legs?” Diesel’s words were so dirty, filthy in a manner that further sparked the already raging fire. I moaned my answer as Montana shoved more of his cock into my mouth.
I could see the look of lust in the man’s eyes, his brow furrowed as he thrust his cock hard and fast.
Diesel tapped my ass as he shifted my position, forcing my bottom up, my back arched. The anticipation was killing me, tightening every muscle.
“I’m gonna fuck that ass of yours so hard, split you wide open,” he said brusquely.
I shuddered from the huskiness in his voice, the utter dominating tone. I held my breath as he smacked my ass several times, further driving my exasperation. This was almost overwhelming, keeping me at a heightened plateau.
When he slipped the tip up and down the crack of my ass, I moaned over the thick shaft filling my mouth. There was nothing that could prepare me for being completely filled by three cocks, all taking me.
Using me.
Rock gripped my arms, pulling me down as he lifted his head, swirling his tongue around my nipple in lazy circles. Distracting me.
Tasting me.<
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Nothing could mask the pain as Diesel pressed his cock further inside, my muscles reacting from the penetration, clamping then releasing over and over again. He wasn’t gentle in his actions, impaling my asshole with the entire length of his shaft.
I was completely at their mercy, the three men pumping into my holes, shoving their thick cocks inside as deep as they would go. I was shattered beyond belief, struggling to hold onto my senses as they began moving in a perfect unison, driving in and out, one after the other.
Closing my eyes, the pain was intense, like a shot of rocket fuel but almost instantly the utter bliss filled me, enrapturing every cell was spellbinding. The pleasure left me covered in a warm sheen, every nerve ending on fire.
I concentrated on the sound of hard fucking, the rumbling of thunder and the savage sounds coming from Scorpio. The intensity forced my eyes to remain open. He made certain that he kept some level of eye contract, observing the carnal act as if he was simply watching a play. He was pissed at the rules, requirements set in motion long before I came into the picture.
In his mind, I was his possession, whether anyone else believed it or not.
I was no longer a woman, simply a mating toy.
As the wind picked up once again, mixing with the huntsmen’s growls as they began to lose their battle for control, I could swear I heard high-pitched screams piercing the night air. And I remembered what my father had told me.
A hero...
At that moment, I was terrified.
Chapter Eight
Scorpio
Pleasure.
Rapture.
I’d seen the glistening on her face, the desire building, and I loathed every second of it. Some ridiculous part of me wanted her to fight against them at all costs. What the hell was really going on with me? Even my hands were shaking.
