“Up, mate. Time to sit on my lap.” I was easily lifted onto the male’s thighs and instead of sitting sideways and tucked into him, I was turned so I straddled him with my back pressed to his chest, facing away. I felt his heat, his strength seep into me.
“So beautiful.” Hands came around and caressed my bare skin. My thighs, my belly, my breasts, then lower to my pussy. His fingers slid easily through my eager flesh because I was so wet. Pleasure coursed through me at his touch, my skin instantly heating.
“Yes,” I moaned as a finger slipped inside me, curling directly over my G-spot. My eyes were closed, or the dream didn’t allow me to see. Hell, who cared if this were real. It felt too good to care. Now there weren’t a bunch of gawking warriors ruining my fun.
“Listen to how eager her pussy is,” the male who held me said to the other, which meant he was listening to the wet slide of his fingers in and out of my body.
“As it should be.” The second male, the one I’d been taken from, agreed at once. I didn’t care that he watched me writhe naked on someone else’s lap. Someone else’s hand between my parted thighs.
The man at my back finger fucked me, the wet sound of my arousal one that couldn’t be missed. He spread his knees wider, which only parted my own legs even more. I realized how much smaller I was—or how big he was—when his action made me slide down his body. His cock was hard and thick pressed into my back. He did nothing about it, only continued to tend to me.
I was close to coming from just this, from his hands alone. A whimper escaped, this female knowing it wouldn’t be possible. Why was I okay with this? It made no sense. I was at war, my body and mind.
His hand lifted from me, then came down on my pussy in a sharp, wet slap.
I cried out and shook at the sting of it. My clit was on fire and almost painfully hard from the contact. My back arched, and I moaned as the bite of his pussy spanking morphed into the most delicious heat.
Holy shit, that was hot. How? I could feel it all. The sting of the sensual spanking, the way my body took it, loved it. Needed it.
“There are no thoughts, mate, nothing in your mind but my touch.” His palm cupped my tender flesh before he slid his finger back into me. I was so much wetter than before, no doubt my slick heat covered his hand.
“There is nothing in your mind but the way you feel. How beautiful you are in your pleasure, knowing we are witness to it. That we give it to you.”
Oh. That made sense. He wasn’t taking. He was giving. Or maybe I really, really didn’t want to think anymore. I’d done nothing but think and think and think in that damn prison cell. I was so tired of fighting the world. Fighting my fear. Fighting everything and everyone all the damn time.
I stopped fighting the pull of this woman’s body as a soft moan escaped her throat. She was like me, tired of thinking. She knew if she let go, she’d be safe with her mates. She knew with a level of certainty I had never experienced before—and I wanted that. Badly.
Hands on my parted thighs startled me. “Shh,” the other male said. He was between my splayed knees, touching me too. I felt his breath, then his tongue as he licked up my desire from my skin. Oh shit.
Two of them at once? Was I really going to do this? Was she? It wasn’t me. Right? This wasn’t me.
I’d never had two men touch me at the same time. I’d never considered it as something I’d like. But fuck me, I wanted them. I never wanted this to end.
The hand playing with my pussy moved away, and the air cooled my heated flesh.
Something hard slid over my folds, dipped inside me, then out before moving lower to my—
“Oh!” It was a butt plug, and he’d been coating it with my arousal. I cried out as the object was worked into my bottom. It stretched me, then slid easily into place since it had been well lubricated before I could tell them no. I’d never had anything there except in the first part of the dream. Not in real life. I shouldn’t like it, but now… now I didn’t want him to take it away. It felt so good. Oh my God, I had something in my ass, and I loved it.
Sheloved it. This body was on fire and eager for what came next.
“Good mate,” the one between my thighs said. “You are opening so beautifully, and we love how responsive you are. Soon we will fuck you together. You want two cocks, don’t you, mate?”
“Yes,” I moaned as a tongue flicked my clit. My hips rolled into the touch automatically, wanting more.
I wasn’t denied. I couldn’t describe what he was doing. His mouth, tongue and fingers were all on me, in me, pushing me to orgasm with ruthless skill. Tongue swirls and licks, mouth sucks and kisses, finger fucks and strokes. All of that happened while my back entrance was stretched and filled.
I was panting. Moaning. A hot, sweaty, glorious mess.
“I’m going to come,” I shouted. “Oh my God, it’s going to be so good.”
The mouth immediately moved away, and I reached out to grab his head and put him back.
“No, mate.” My nipples were pinched at the same time. Not harshly, but with enough pressure to redirect my focus but keep me hot.
I was lifted up and moved away from the heat at my back, but still seated on the first male’s spread thighs. I could feel him opening his pants behind my back, then I was raised once again, pulled closer to his hard body. I felt the thick prod of a cock at the entrance of my pussy as the male in front of me fondled my clit and used his fingers to spread the lips of my pussy open for that cock.
Oh, did I want to have that in me. I knew it was going to be big, bigger than anything I’d ever experienced before. And with the plug…