He was braced on his hands and knees, fucking her. Hard. Her breasts swayed, soft cries of pleasure escaped her throat as he took her.
“So tight. So wet. Perfect,” Styx said. Dark, dirty words as he pummeled her.
“Good?” I asked, my lips sliding over the curve of her ear.
“So good,” she replied.
“Our mate likes it rough.”
Styx grinned, but he was too lost in his own need to do more.
“You’ll come, Harper,” I commanded.
If she weren’t being fucked, she’d probably give me an evil stare for being bossy, but I knew she liked it. Especially now when we were giving her exactly what she needed. She was safe between us, safe to feel what she wanted, to say what she wanted, to come. Even if it was wild and wet, dirty and hot as fuck.
She didn’t scream this time. Instead, her breath was trapped, her body taut against mine as she came. Sweat bloomed on her skin, and we were slick together, the feel of her sliding over my new piercings making pre-cum seep from my cock and coat her back.
I imagined the feel of Harper’s pussy milking Styx’s cock as she came, finishing him. He came on a deep thrust and a growl. His fangs came out, and he angled his head back as he pumped into her.
They were both breathing hard, trying to recover as my cock continued to seep seed. I needed in her. Now.
Styx pulled out, and leaned back until his head rested on the pillows. He wrapped his arms around Harper and pulled her forward, off me so she straddled his body, on her hands and knees, looking down at him as I studied the perfect display from behind. From my position, I had the perfect view of her well used pussy, Styx’s seed slipping from her swollen, cherry red lower lips. It wasn’t that hole I was after, but the one above it, the one she’d had fucked before, prepared for us. For this moment. Leaning over, I grabbed the lube from the small table beside the bed. While I’d been seeing to Harper’s bath and food, Styx had done more than just try to soothe our enforcers, the leaders within the legion.
“I love pussy, mate,” I said, as I climbed onto the bed and positioned myself behind her. Opening the bottle of the slick fluid, my balls tightened to the point of agony. Anticipation was a blessing and a curse. Exquisite. Painful. “But I like ass, too. I’m going to fuck your other hole. If you’ve got objections, tell me now.”
She looked over her shoulder at me as my lubed hand hovered over my cock.
Biting her lip, she eyed me, sizing me up and perhaps wondering if I’d fit. I would.
“You’ll come from my cock in your ass. I promise.”
I was cocky, sure. I also knew my mate, knew what she wanted. What she needed.
When she didn’t respond, I gave her a playful swat to her round ass cheek.
She startled, making her breasts swing. “Yes?” I asked.
“Yes,” she replied, lowering to her forearms, her chest pressed to Styx’s as she left her ass high in the air. For me. An invitation.
Fuck.
Styx tangled his hands in her hair and kissed her, holding her in place, devouring her as I quickly coated my cock in the lube and used my slippery fingers to ring and coat her entrance. When I slipped a finger inside, I watched as she clenched the covers, gasped against Styx’s lips.
Styx reached down and grabbed the rounded lobes of her ass, pulled them wide, opening her for me. She whimpered and claimed his mouth with her own, for the first time, the aggressor.
My balls drew up and I groaned. I wanted in. Now.
I removed my finger and aligned my cock to her entrance. Pressed.
I watched her hands, the line of her back, her breathing as I carefully opened her up. She was tight, but she knew to relax, to push back, and the flared crown of my cock slipped in. She stopped kissing Styx and arched her back. Sobbed.
“Finger her clit, Blade. Finger her clit and pull her head back. I want to taste her where our bite will mark her flesh.” Styx’s voice was rough, demanding as he slid his own hands up her body to tease her nipples, to tug and flick and play. Doing as he ordered, I fisted one hand in her hair and gently tugged her head back and up, arching her spine, exposing her long, tender throat to Styx.
He leaned up, clamped his mouth down on her neck, not to bite, but to tease. Her ass clenched around my cock, so hard, so tight, I froze with a groan, afraid to move, afraid I’d lose control.
Reaching around with my free hand, I found her hard clit, gently flicked it with my finger as I began to move. In. Out. Deeper and deeper into her. This wasn’t a hard fuck like Styx had given her pussy, but a slow glide. She clenched down like a vise. I wasn’t going to last, but I was going to get balls deep before I filled her with my seed.
“So fucking perfect, Harper. You’re taking me beautifully. Come for me and you’ll take me with you.”