Sinful Sister

by Kendall Oliver

  So lost in the devotions of these three beautiful men, I have neither the wherewithal or ability to reciprocate the pleasure they’re giving me.

  Julian continues to kiss me on my mouth and neck. He occasionally moves to my ear, nibbling and whispering adoring words of want and admiration. Cam is between my breasts devouring each one like a starving man that has been given a feast. He is greedy and thorough, leaving me without want or complaint.

  Samuel tears open a foil packet and readies himself before he lines his cock up with my entrance. He clears his throat, temporarily stopping all movements. “Are you sure?” he asks. “There is no returning after this.”

  My legs wrap around his back to pull him farther into me. “Please,” I beg. “I told you, I’ve never been more sure.” With my final assurances given, he pushes into me. Fully inside, he pauses to allow me to adjust to his girth. I rock my hips encouraging him to move, to bring me both pleasure and unity. He moves into me pulling out before pushing back in. He builds a slow sensual pace. His hard pulsating cock feels exhilarating inside of me but I want more. It’s Samuel. I know what he can give, and I want every bit of it.

  “More,” I demand. “Samuel, I want you to push me. Give me all I need. Don’t treat me less than the Warrior Queen I am.”

  A strangled noise escapes his throat at my commands. Samuel pulls out of me until only his tip remains and slams back into me. My body jostles from the impact; my eyes roll back into my head in pleasurable perfection. “Yes! More!” Cam and Julian each have a nipple in their mouths, licking me between nips. Amping up my arousal.

  Samuel pumps into me with a punishing rhythm, giving me what my body craves. I shiver as my insides start to tighten, climax coming at me like a freight train. Julian’s hand snakes down my body and it only takes a graze of his finger on my clit to undo me.

  I’m lost to sensenation. Samuel continues to rock into me as I squeeze around him. My body convulses as ripples of pleasure flit through my veins. Just as I start to come down from the euphoria my climax sends me, Samuel swells inside me before he pulses and lets go. I know he screams with release but it sounds muffled to my ears.

  Cam and Julian have moved off me allowing Samuel to lean down. His mouth covers mine, his soul joining mine as our mouths explore while we ride out the high from our orgasams.

  Samuel pulls out of me, getting up to dispose of the condom.

  Julian moves my face to the right to look into his mischievous face as he’s spread out next to me. Our gazes lock. His bright multicolored eyes shine, mouth cocked into a sexy crooked grin. I bite back a moan just looking at how sexy he is.

  Pushing a lock of my hair away from my face he asks, “Are you ready for more or do you need a break? I can’t wait to be inside you but I will if I must.”

  I let out a small laugh before I lunge forward and fuse my mouth to his. Ever talented, Julian moves his body above me without breaking our kiss. When he does pull away, I whimper at the loss. It doesn’t last. I feel the warm wetness of his mouth against me. He licks from the bottom of my pussy to the top, stopping to fick his tongue against my clit. Shudders run through my body. He’s building me up but not giving me enough to get close to the edge. He stops licking to push his skilled tongue into me using it to fuck me. My gasps of pleasure and groans of need sound out in the room.

  Cam makes his way to my neck, giving me more supplemental attention. Samuel, now back, kisses the other side.

  Julian moves his finger to my clit, rubbing steady sensual circles. Just as I feel myself on the verge of release Julian pulls away. My protests are met with the sound of rustling and the tearing of another foil packet, followed by Julian lining up against me.

  He pushes his large hardness into me slowly so I feel every inch filling me. He bends down ignoring Cam and Samuel, grazing his lips over my collarbone and neck to press a kiss to my lips. I can taste me on him. My skin prickles at the erotic pleasure. He begins to pump his hips moving in and out of me with skill, neither rough or gentle. Fucking me. Showing me in his special way what I mean to him.

  “Fuck,” I cry out. My breathing hitches. He moves up, pulling my legs so my ankles rest on his shoulders as he pushes in and out in the most fantastic way. His deft fingers find my clit again and I lurch, collapsing into the pallet taking all he has to give. He rides me moving his finger at the same pace. I’m there falling into him. My back arches up pushing him further into my contracting core. That’s all it takes to undo him. We climax together, souls dancing a salsa above us combining in a mimic of our joining.

  Julian pulls away allowing my body to softly fall into the cushion below us. His movement is drowned out by Cam snuggling into my side.

  My body is limp from use, but I manage to send Cam a small smile. His smile back at me is wide, his face reflecting the love we’ve had for each other since our youth. He leans forward, pressing a soft kiss into the middle of my forehead before telling me, “I think you might need a break.”

  The thought of not being with Cam that way, of not completing the bonding, sends a shiver of searing fear though me. A second—well third—wind hits. I push Cam until he’s on his back below me. My lips find his. We instantly open, our mouths melding into each other mimicking our souls. Cam and I are exchanging love from the start. Kissing as our hands roam over each other learning each line of each other's body as thoroughly as we know each nook inside.

  I pull away and climb on top, straddling him. My hands move to his nipples giving him pinches and teases as he did me. I slide my body down so I am flush with him, my face over his. I kiss him again. His breath hitches as I trail random licks and sucks from his jaw down over his neck. Descending farther I suck a mark of ownership over the pulse point between his neck and collarbone. He is mine. My need to master his body with mine is all I can focus on. My center clenches as I bite down on Cam’s nipple; his startled cry of pleasure stokes my need. Tongue tracing every line and rivelet of his densely muscled frame, I finally see my prize before me.

  Without preamble I take Cam in until his arousal pushes into my throat. He jerks into me, fingers digging into the blankets beside us as I swallow him down. I set a grueling pace bobbing up and down fisting his thick dick at the base. He grabs my hair guiding me how to maximize his enjoyment. Cam begins to tremble below me so I pull off him with a pop.

  Still aroused, I’m ready to feel him inside me. A package is placed in my hand by one of the men beside me. I turn to see it’s Samuel and I take his mouth in a scorching kiss. He’s hard again. I feel my head being turned, only to see a sliver of Julian’s face before he kisses me. He too is recovered. My brain short circuits at the idea that they are going to watch me ride Cam until we both come while they stroke their cocks in appreciation; the thought tightens my already hard nipples and I need Cam inside me. Now.

  I roll the condom down his length and straddle his hips guiding him into me. Dropping down onto him slowly I enjoy being filled inch by delicious inch. Once I’m finally seated we both shudder at the sensation. It doesn’t take long before my body begins to move. Cam and I lock gazes.

  My breasts bounce with the movement of my body. Free of inhibitions, I let go riding him with a desperate need. Cam shakes and pants below me, so close to the precipitous. I pull my muscles tight against him as I move, the friction undoing the last of his restraint. Pants and groans fill the room as we all seek our release. I clench, arching back, my climax so close. I feel warmth spread over my chest and stomach. When I look up Samuel and Julian are covering me in their cum. It’s my undoing, and I spasm into a feeling I have never known. In that moment the four of us are forever one.

  I snuggle into Samuel. His contented sigh sounds from behind me. Even in the middle of this crazy, with Samuel holding me and Cam and Julian flanking each side, I feel invincible. Basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking. I can still feel each of the men inside me, the evidence of the physical bonding radiating from my skin. Though the condoms have been disposed of, as we lie
naked together, the desire to nuzzle into them consumes me. They’re burrowing under my skin to the point they engulf me. I am no longer me, but we. Come good or bad, our fates will forever be entwined. I know there is danger afoot but refuse to allow that reality to overtake me right now.

  A loud rumbling breaks the quiet contentment that currently engulfs us, and we all startle and sit straight up.

  Through visualization, I conjure a bubble around my room, holding off the conflict I know is coming until I’m ready to face it. We’ll see if it works, and if it does work, here’s hoping it holds.

  “It will,” Samuel sends me. I’m not used to having him in my head, but it didn’t take long with the others.

  “Food. I need food right now,” I say with an overdramatized whine and finish with my bottom lip jutting out in what I hope is at least a semi sexy pout.

  Samuel pats my head as he would an overly indulged child on the verge of a tantrum. “No need for all of that. From here on out, we’ll keep your mouth full, in all the ways, Pet.”

  Just like that, I temporarily forget the hunger in my stomach as my need moves lower on my body. His hand deftly glides along my spine to the nape of my neck until it rests at my hairline, where it tickles most deliciously.

  “Still hungry?” I hear before his fingers wind themselves into the silky strands of my hair. The burn is uncomfortable but in the most delicious way. My head is turned, pulling my hair even more before his lips cover mine. His tongue explores my mouth as I use my own to delve into his. Julian’s hard cock digs into my thigh while Cam skims his fingertips along my side, his strokes shifting closer to my breasts.

  A girl could get used to this, I think, and all of them laugh.

  “You all heard me? Can you hear each other?” I ask internally. It doesn’t take long for them all to reply. Holy crap. I sit up quickly, knocking them off me. Turning to face them, this time I address them aloud because listening to them all once is brain static. “I think we’ll have to practice. You guys are killing me. Now, one at a time. No. Wait. Samuel, what does all this mean?” He goes to answer, but I babble on incomprehensibly as I rise and begin to dress, grabbing clothes from my drawers.

  Cam laughs, one eyebrow quirking up. “Are you sure about that?” Julian smiles, finding it funnier than I did. I just shoot him the middle finger as I focus on a more serious Samuel.

  Samuel begins to speak, his professor face in full force. “If you’ve paid any attention to the special lectures, you know the theory of fated mates.” Julian and I nod while Cam appears baffled.

  “The special lectures?” Cam asks. “I know you mentioned them, but I still thought maybe I was being messed with. I hate that I’m being used somehow. That’s the only thing that makes sense.”

  Sitting on Cam’s now dressed lap, I place a chaste kiss on his lips. “Don’t be frustrated, babe. I still don’t know why but you do seem immune to much of the magic of this place. I’m not sure if you’re right in thinking you’re being used. Maybe you have a hidden power making you immune to certain enchantments.”

  Even I have to admit it’s pretty far-fetched. “I doubt that, Iz. But you do know what I can do?” I clap, bouncing like a child about to get a treat.

  “Settle down,” he chides. Cam’s getting spunky.

  I give him a ‘really’ side-eye but yell, “Yes, sir!” to tease anyway.

  He lifts me up off of him and moves, which causes me to fall and my ass bounces on the bed.

  “Watch this,” he says.

  “You're going to abracadabra some pizza our way?” Julian asks.

  Lips pulling into a smirk, Cam’s face lights as he replies, “Something like that.”

  Before he does his dramatic trick, a rumbling woosh sounds around us and the lights flicker in the room. Reaching into myself I focus on the room around me. When I feel the energy of each guy I draw a line into me, pulling our bond tight. “Oh, fuck, guys. This is it.”

  Twenty-One

  Ashy white smoke swirls in hypnotizing ribbons around us. No time to plan or hide, we huddle together in a tight circle in the middle of the room. We are a unit, inseparable by anything, not time, nor space, nor magical beings.

  Currents of anticipatory energy run through me, my guys pushing their strength into me. They can still fight, but I will protect them. Protect us. I'm the alpha of our fated bonding, and I refuse to fail them. Warrior blood pumps through my veins. Cam grabs my hand, steadying me before I yell out ‘bring it, bitches,’ like I want to.

  Cam tries to keep hold of my hand, but he’s torn from my grasp as he rises into the air. The swirling smoke comes together to form a cage around him, trapping him high against the ceiling where they think we can't easily reach him.

  I urge my newly enhanced powers to work overtime against the evil force here to fight us, but not enough to let them feel the fight. I don’t want them aware I have more in store for them. Cam is safe for now, and it does us more good to appear weak and bound to their magic. Cam is twisted in his head. Pants of frustration, not pain, fall from him. He keeps pushing that something is off. He feels connected to the man, but it doesn't make sense.What he feels isn’t clear enough to know if it’s real or another distraction.

  A menacing laugh from behind me sends a chill down my spine The smoke has drifted along the walls, blocking out most of the room. I recognize the voice. Julian must as well because we turn at the same time with the name Chaz on our lips.

  "It's no surprise it's you. You've been torturing me, after all. Does it make you feel big and strong to rot my mind from the inside? Would it ruin me enough to give myself to you? Do you really think a hop in the sack for you, and maybe a few friends, is worth it?"

  He looks at me reproachfully, like the dumb selfish girl he still thinks I am. It both infuriates me and makes me glad he underestimates me.

  "Oh, dear girl. My dirty little girl. Are you so naive that you still think that's what this is about?"

  I school my expression, not letting him know what I actually think. If he wants a little girl, well, that's what he'll get. The moment the lights flickered, for better or worse the four of us developed a plan. Not sure of our enemy, we had to be prepared for anyone. The primary variable to discover is what they really want and how far they'll go to get it. I want to see what he'll tell me. What was the tongue loosening spell again? I really didn't pay attention in school, did I? All this power and I only focused on the forbidden.

  Julian sends me a hex spell. While seemingly simple, it has a built-in enchantment that works as a truth serum when the other is deflected. It's the only chance we have with a witch this powerful. Funny how Chaz's dumb ass thinks I can't feel the other two hidden behind the smoke. It's time to do this.

  Chaz stands casually, eyes roaming my body lingering on my chest before his gaze rises and meets mine. A yellowish pallor coats his skin, and I can't tell if he's sick or it's something covering him. Maybe an enchantment to enhance his power or the like.

  Not looking away from each other, Chaz and I continue to lock stares, like old fashioned cowboys daring the other to make a move. His hand twitches, and I jump into the air, blocking the energy pulse he aimed at me. So that's how it's going to be. I launch the honesty hex at him, and it makes contact. He throws it back just like we want. Success! I try my best to contain the pull of my lips into a smug smile.

  Pain radiates from my arm, shooting down, causing my body to twist and contort. The ground rushes up to meet me and I lie there assessing each part of me. Did I get hit? There’s pain, but while it hurts, it feels faint. I force myself up, frantically looking around the fogged room. Julian. Someone has him. They’re dragging him away.

  “You're stronger than this. Don't let yourself be taken from this room.” I hope Julian hears me. I push energy to him, as much as I can without depleting my resources. Samuel is somewhere, fighting one of the thugs. Every hit bursts through me. I can't help the pride I feel at his ability to hold his own.

  The smoke
has moved throughout the room. Vision blocking swirls twist and turn in various patterns, easily distracting. Refusing to become hypnotized by them, I calm myself by remembering there is a plan. It's time to move, everyone has played their part perfectly.

  "Stop," I cry. "Stop everything and let everyone go, and I'll do what you want." That's not happening, but Chaz doesn't have to know.

  My body shivers as a light sheen of cold sweat covers my skin as Chaz wraps substantial ties made of the smoke vines around me. They feel surprisingly real—life like—burning warm against my skin like the rub of a rope during a struggle.

  Standing in front of the evil man, I drop my gaze, pretending to be the fragile child he wants. Cold, wrinkled hands run the length of my cheek, causing vomit to rise in my throat. His touch gives me the perfect opportunity to enchant him. If it works, my spell allows me power over him. Between the honesty hex he fell into perfectly and this, it's checkmate.

  "What's wrong? This is what you wanted, after all. The looks, the teases. I've waited so long for you."

  I look up to him through my lashes, giving my best Lolita impression. "What about the room? The guys? It scares me." I pause to flutter my lashes while darting out my tongue to run the length before finishing, "I know. You're such a powerful man to make all this happen. And now you can make it all better for your," I can't help a small pause as I cringe inside, "dirty girl." The vomit returns with a vengeance, but I remind myself that this is for a greater good.

  "As you please." He flicks his hand, the smoke pulling into a ball. The cage around Cam disappears, and he falls rapidly but suspends in the air before he hits the ground. Pain recedes from my arm. Without the smoke, I notice the two cronies with Chaz are also council members. I can't remember their names, though.