Chapter Twelve
Nial
Ander’s order caused Jessica’s eyelids to flutter closed and she pushed back against me, trying to force me to move, to fuck her harder.
Ander denied her as well, holding still as he spoke. “I’m going to fuck your throat as Nial fucks that hot, wet pussy.”
On cue, I slid out of her core, back in, thrusting deep so that I bumped the tip of her womb. I wanted to come inside her, drown her in my seed, and p
lant my child deep in her body. But we were not finished with her, not yet. I let Ander talk to her, let him lead her where we wanted her to go. He knew what she needed, knew how to shut off her mind to only his voice, his commands, her pleasure.
He thrust his hips forward as I did the same, fucking her in unison, plunging in and out of her together.
“That’s not deep enough, Jessica. Open up. Take us. Swallow me down. Give me more.”
Leaning forward, she took more of him as we both plunged deep, trapping her between our hard cocks.
“Good girl. Now, Nial’s going to fuck you harder with his big cock. You want his cock, don’t you?”
I grabbed her by the hips, my fingers digging into her soft flesh as I fucked her harder and faster as he continued to talk to her. Crude words. Dark words. She loved it. The sound of her wet pussy filled the room. Every time I bottomed out, I forced her body to shift forward, pushing Ander’s cock deeper into her mouth. She could not escape us, could not retreat from either of our huge cocks as we fucked her, filled her. Each time I entered, she groaned, making Ander groan, the veins in his neck bulging as he fought to maintain control.
I understood his problem well. The swirling pleasure built, each of our collars adding to the sensations, the pleasure taking us all up, higher and higher.
“He’s deep, isn’t he, mate? You want your prince to move the plug in your ass? You want him to fuck you with it, too? You want us to fuck all three of your holes?”
He pulled out completely and she licked her lips, looking up at him with glazed eyes. “Yes.”
“Yes, master.”
“Yes, master. Please. Please. Yes. Please.” Her voice was hoarse, thick with desire and desperation. She was no longer thinking, she was ours, totally and completely ours in this moment. Her body was her entire universe, our cocks and our control her only anchor to reality. I loved seeing her like this, lost and eager and totally free.
Ander rubbed her bottom lip with his thumb as he fisted his cock in front of her, stroking it hard and fast so that a large drop of pre-cum gathered on the tip. She watched, almost mesmerized as he leaned forward and rubbed the bonding essence onto her lips. I bit back a growl as her pussy closed around my cock like a vise. I grabbed the end of the butt plug and pulled it back just enough to watch that sweet, round entrance stretch and begin to open, but not hard enough to pull the plug free.
I pushed it back into her body and she gasped as Ander issued his next order. “Then take my cock, mate. Take it all.”
Jessica opened her mouth and took him in, her cheeks hollowing out as she stretched her jaw to accommodate his size. He fisted her hair on either side of her face and I let go of my hold in the golden strands so he could force her obedience. “Fill that throat of yours and let me fuck it. Yes, good. More. Oh, you’re very good at this. Deeper. Yes.”
When Jessica’s nose nudged the light-colored curls at the base of his cock, I pulled back then thrust deep, fucking her hard. It pushed her forward so Ander’s cock filled her mouth entirely.
Ander pulled back so she could catch her breath and I pulled back as well. She whimpered, feeling empty—the collar link telling us what she could not, making us hyper-aware of her needs—and I thrust into her again. I began to fuck her in earnest, filling her up and pushing her onto Ander’s cock. I took her as she took Ander. She was between us, giving everything of herself.
“You love this. You love being told what to do. You love being between your two men. Giving all of yourself. Ah, see, Nial’s going to play with your ass, too. To fuck it with that plug.” Ander gritted out the last as the pleasure that came from Jessica was like a surge of dark power through our bodies.
“You’re not in charge, mate. You won’t be in charge when we fuck you. Why? Because it’s just what you need. We know what you want, what you need. We know everything about your desires.”
Ander kept talking as we took her. She kept her eyes on his as he spoke, as he brushed her hair back from her face as she continued to take him down her throat.
“How do we know that you like it dark and dirty and rough? Because you’re matched to us. It’s a perfect match. We’re a perfect match. You will come when I command,” Ander told her and she whimpered.
She was so close, so eager for her release. I wasn’t going to hold out much longer, the hot, slick feel of her my undoing. I was content allowing Ander to set our pace for now. He pleased our mate with his dirty talk and harsh commands and I was free to simply enjoy our mate’s body. For years, as prince, I had been in charge, making decisions that affected millions of lives. For once, I was simply a man, free to give my complete attention to my mate, to feel her wet pussy on my cock, the pleasure that shivered down her spine as I tugged on the butt plug and Ander fucked her mouth. I was free, and fucking the only woman in the universe who mattered to me. Her body was home, now. This intense pleasure, all mine.
That one word filled my mind like a primal chant as I plunged my cock in and out of her pussy. Mine. Mine. Mine.
I spanked her ass, hard, and she whimpered around Ander’s cock, her own hand drifting beneath her body to stroke her clit. I knew any moment her release would grip me in a firestorm of pleasure-pain I would not be able to resist.
I was going to come.
And then, I was going to fuck her again.