A little V formed between her brows. “What?” The question sounded almost sleepy.
I lifted my hands to the neck of her cream tunic and ripped the offending fabric in half, exposing her heavy breasts, the delicate roll of her shoulders, the long, feminine line of her back. Her pants were next, forgotten scraps that landed in a heap on the floor. She stood naked but for a pair of soft boots lined with fur.
Her breathing was ragged, her hands at her sides. Yes, she was the one for us. She didn’t hide her body, but stood proud, stood powerful, knowing she affected us.
“Gods.” Liam’s gaze was transfixed on her round ass as he stroked his cock.
I shifted mine in my pants. If I stripped, this would be over too soon. She was that alluring, tempting, perfect. I might be the dominant one, but she had all the fucking power.
“You want that ass, brother?” I dropped to my knees before her and took her hands in mine, tugging her forward so that she was bent at the waist, her ass open and on display for Liam within the shower. “You can’t have it. Not yet.”
With a growl, Liam stepped out of the enclosure, sliding the screen aside and moved in behind her. His body was dripping with water, his cock hard and pointed straight at her, eager to fuck, pussy or ass. He pushed two fingers into her pussy. I watched Bella’s face, the way her eyes widened at Liam’s sudden intrusion, the way she gave over to it, reveled in what he was doing with just those digits.
“No, but I can have this,” he growled. “Her pussy is so fucking sweet.” Bella shook as he slowly moved his fingers in and out of her body, the wet, slippery sound of fucking making my cock jump as he grinned. Her breasts swayed with each shift of her hips. “She’s wet. So hot for us.”
Bella moaned and placed her hands on my biceps for balance, rested her cheek on my shoulder to gaze over at Rager as Liam continued to work her body like a master. Unable to resist, I used my hands to play with her breasts, the hard nipples hanging down toward the floor were a blatant invitation I could not deny.
Keeping one hand on her breast, I fisted the other in her hair and shifted her slightly so that just the back of her head rested on my shoulder, so she couldn’t help but look at Rager. “Fuck her mouth, Rager. You want his cock, don’t you, mate?”
“She just got wetter. Damn, she’s dripping.”
I felt her try to nod as Liam confirmed her eagerness for our rough play. I released my hold and she turned her head to look in my eyes. She was close, so close, and I could see the gold flecks in her eyes. The lust. The need.
“Fill her up as Liam takes her pussy.”
Rager was naked now, grabbed a towel and wet it, wrapping it around his hard cock to make sure our mate would find him pleasing to the taste. Reaching between my legs, I stuck my hand down my pants and rolled several drops of pre-cum off the head of my cock onto my fingertips.
“I don’t need that to want you three.”
I held my fingers up between us and we stared at the glistening fluid together.
“We won’t go easy,” I told her, ensuring she knew just how this time would be.
“I know,” she replied, and the way she met us, need for need, had another drop of fluid seep from me.
Taking his place standing beside me, Rager held his cock at the ready, just beyond the reach of Bella’s plump lips. All she had to do was turn her head.
“We take her together.”
One hand twisting her nipple, I slid the other over her abdomen and down to her clit, brushing it with my pre-cum. She didn’t need it. No. She was so fucking hot and ready for us. But we weren’t going to be gentle. As her Dominant, it was my job to ensure her safety, her comfort, her happiness. Her pleasure. I would not deny her one bit of it.
Liam positioned himself behind her, slid his cock up and down her folds, eyeing me.
I nodded to both of them as Bella bit her lip, muffling her groan as the seed power enveloped her.
“Now.”
Chapter Nine
Bella
I was lost, completely drenched in a wave of desire. I’d been so hot and eager for my mates even without the damn seed power. The way they’d stood up for each other in the courtroom—or whatever the hell it was called on Viken—made me proud to be their mate. It made me hot. They were so rugged, virile and potent I’d wanted to jump each one of them. But now, I wanted them to jump me. I was content to let Evon have his bossy way with me because, damn. I liked it. I liked turning off all my thoughts and just feeling.
I loved being wanted so badly they couldn’t wait, couldn’t stop themselves from taking me. This suite felt like my own personal kingdom and everything here was mine. They were mine. Totally, completely devoted. Obsessed.
And with the seed power? I couldn’t do anything but melt under their attention. It was the most wicked drug and I was addicted. There would be no relief, not with these three. And I wanted none.
My clit swelled and pulsed from Evon’s fingers, from the potent seed he coated it with. I moaned, gripped his biceps. My inner walls clenched, eager to be filled. We’d fucked only a few hours earlier, but I wanted more. I never wanted this feeling to end, at least not until I had my men filling me up with their thick, hard cocks and pumping me full of their seed.