Blade’s words were like personal vows as his hands dropped to my waist and his eyes closed. There would be no turning back after this. He was giving me one last chance to say no. To walk away—although I didn’t think I’d get far. I’d be wooed, courted Rogue 5-style if I wasn’t ready. They’d keep at it until I said yes, no matter how long it took.
I studied Blade, all pale hair and sharp edges—not including his teeth. Then I took in Styx, all dark and rough, commanding and yet so damned patient. Both had swoonworthy bodies. Big, broad, muscled. The tattoos though, showed that they cared, that they protected and guided everyone listed on their skin. Including me. I couldn’t miss my name on both their chests. It was also the piercings, the small bars that went through their nipples. I’d played with them with my fingers, flicked them with my tongue and did the same now with Styx’s. They may not have bitten me, but they’d said again and again I was theirs. That I was their mate. And this physical proof of it was exposed proudly to me and anyone who might see it.
Even without the bites, they’d already claimed me. I was already theirs. They were just waiting for me to accept them as mine.
They were so brave, so strong; it was difficult for me to remember they had feelings, that I was probably the one person who could cut them ruthlessly. The only person who could truly wound them.
But I didn’t want that. No. I wanted their cocks, the ones that stood erect and proud, curved up toward their navels and bobbing at me. Every part of them, from their alpha male protectiveness to their rocking bodies, was mine.
They were tightly coiled, ready to spring into action, to claim me. I just had to say the one word that would unleash them. And bring about their darkest desires, their deepest need to make me theirs. To take me at the same time, one deep in my pussy, the other in my ass. Their heads on either side of mine, fangs embedded in my flesh. And that serum, I couldn’t wait for it.
I took a deep breath, let it out. This was the moment, the moment that changed my life forever. And yet, I had no doubts. No regrets.
“Bite me. Make me yours. I want you. I want you both.”
All patience was gone. While their muscles relaxed—had they been worried I’d say no?—they didn’t go slowly. In fact, they moved quickly, flipping and turning me around so Styx was sitting on the edge of the bed, and I was on his lap, his cock pressed between our bellies.
“Aren’t we…um, going to lie down?” I asked, thinking of how they’d take me together. I’d seen a few pornos, but not double penetration. There was some logistics involved. Aiming. Depth. Body parts in the way. I was flexible, but I was no gymnast. I actually had no idea how they were going to do this. But based on the way they talked, that they’d been dreaming of this, I was sure they knew what they were doing. When Styx’s hands came up and cupped my breasts, plucked my nipples, I gave everything over to them. Shut my brain down and just let myself feel. So damn good.
Looking over my shoulder, I saw Blade lower to one knee on the floor behind me, his silver hair catching the light. I wanted to run my fingers through it, but it seemed they had other plans.
“Take me into that tight pussy,” Styx said, using his fingertips to turn my face back to his. He shifted his hips, sliding his cock between us. He hissed. “We’ll take care of you.”
I knew that, but I loved hearing it. However they were going to claim me together, they had a plan. I would trust in them that they’d make it good. They had every time so far.
Styx lowered a hand to my hip, helped me come up onto my knees and aligned his cock to my entrance. He slipped right into the notch because I was so wet. Lowering myself, I slowly stretched open around him, taking the broad head, then the thick root deeper and deeper. I watched Styx, saw the need there. Knew he liked being inside me. I didn’t stop until I sat upon his thighs once again, this time fully impaled on him.
I groaned; Styx growled. It felt so good, I rippled around him. “I need to move.”
I couldn’t remain still. I needed the friction, the slide of his hard flesh over every single nerve ending inside me. My g-spot—which I’d never known existed until their cocks?
?flared and pushed me to the brink with every pass of his cock.
I put my hands on Styx’s shoulders, lifting and lowering myself as he thrust his hips up. I rode him, lost in the feel of it until Blade’s finger brushed over my back entrance.
It was slick and cool with lube and easily pressed into me. I had no idea where the lube came from, but it wasn’t time to think of logistics. It wasn’t time to think of anything. I slowed my hips, allowing Blade to gain entrance—he’d been very diligent in preparing me for this that I knew how to relax, to breathe out when he wanted in. I liked it. Craved it. It burned, yes. The pressure, the odd feeling of being open was…different. But my body didn’t care. No. It liked it. Loved it. Craved the way the nerve endings in my ass lit up with his touch. He’d fucked me there before, his cock stretching me impossibly open, but it had been just him. Nothing in my pussy. Just one of them.
I wanted more this time. Ached for it.
While Blade was thick and stretched my ass so unbelievably wide, when Styx had taken me there, he’d gone deeper, filled me in a way no one ever had.
It seemed for the claiming, it would be Blade in my ass, Styx in my pussy.
Styx lifted one hand and buried his fist in my hair. He angled my head and took my mouth, sliding his tongue in and out of me as Blade worked me with his finger and Styx’s cock stretched me wide. I couldn’t think, couldn’t track the sensations as Styx slid his other hand to the small of my back and moved my body into an arch so my clit rubbed his body with each shift and tilt of my hips.
Fast and faster Blade fucked me, stretching me for his cock as Styx fucked me slow and deep, the orgasm building as he led me down the path he wanted me to follow.
I gave him complete control, let them mold me, fill me. Fuck me.
The first orgasm built slowly, rising from inside me like a dormant volcano, the pressure building and building until I lost control.
Styx held me still, arm locked like a steel bar around my back as he pushed my hips down, my legs splayed wider, deeper. Blade’s fingers worked my ass and his free hand slid between my chest and Styx’s to grab my nipple, pinch and tug and send jolts of electricity to my core as my pussy spasmed, my toes curled. I didn’t recognize the sound that came out of my throat. Blade slowly added another finger and another until he was satisfied I was stretched open enough for his cock. Only then did he pull out.
I moaned, feeling empty with just Styx in me. Blade chuckled, pressed a kiss to my sweaty shoulder. “Just a minute, mate. I’ll be in you soon enough.”
He was good on his word, for once he’d coated his cock with lube, I felt the tip of it press against my prepared entrance. Styx held me by the hips, not moving, remaining completely inside me, the head of his cock pressing deep against my womb where he’d plant his seed. Fill me with him. Give me everything. His cum was mine. His cock was mine. His body was mine.
“Mine. You’re mine. You’re both mine.” The whisper was my vow to them, my pledge. My turn to tell them exactly what I expected. I was hot, my pulse pounding. My entire body pliant, aroused. Needy.