Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 71045 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71045 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Skor grips my hair and fists his cock, pushing it into my mouth again just as he ejaculates, his seed flowing over my tongue and down my throat as I swallow out of reflex.
“You are so good,” he agrees. “Look at you, swallowing my cum so obediently.”
He has some fucking nerve to speak right now, let alone use my body, but he is part of this, of us, no matter how pissed we might all be. His cock is comforting in my mouth, gives me something to suckle on as the thick knots in my pussy and ass start to slowly soften.
Thorn slides out first, leaving me to Krall, who grabs me again and turns over on his side, taking me for himself. His cock is still hard, and he starts to thrust again, as if it’s not enough to have fucked me once, he needs to keep fucking me. He needs to make me completely his.
I let out little whimpers of sexual exhaustion, but he keeps fucking me, his cock getting harder again as he thrusts again and again. He pulls free of my pussy and turns me around, pushes me forward, and slides his cock straight into my ass.
“Go easy, Krall,” Thorn says.
“She can take it,” Krall insists, pulling one of my arms behind my back and using it as some kind of leverage to keep me in place and fuck me at the same time. “She’s going to be taking me every day from here on out until we all understand that she belongs to me. We might share her, but she is my naughty little girl to mate and to breed.”
His words are twisted and dark, but there is a very real affection in them.
“She’s mine as much as she is yours,” Thorn insists. I hear him get up and go to wash. I know what that probably means, but some part of me is still surprised when he returns to bed, lies on his side in front of me, spreads my legs and pushes his cock inside me.
Looking deep into Thorn’s eyes, I find myself connecting with him in that special way I only can when a mate’s cock is in my pussy. I feel his essence, his sweetness, his youth. I also feel his strength. There is much more of Thorn yet to come, just as there is so much more of me. Krall and Skor are mature. They are what they are going to be, but Thorn and I are still vessels of possibility.
I grind myself forward onto his cock, pulling a little way off Krall’s cock to do so. Krall lets out a possessive growl and yanks me back down on his cock, which only serves to make Thorn drive deeper inside me as well.
Again, I am taking two cocks inside me. One round was not enough to sufficiently reclaim me after I was lost to them. Krall and Thorn are not playing with me; they are branding me, filling me. They are going to ensure I smell like them, and that I do not ever forget who I belong to.
I yelp and moan as the pair of them fuck me into sweet oblivion. This time Skor is left out, forced to watch as his brothers take what he tried to steal. I almost feel sorry for him—almost. I know very well he knows how to get his own whenever he wants to. I know that later I will be taking his cock in one of my holes, and that he will be as ferocious about it.
I am going to spend the rest of my life being the shared possession of these dominant brothers who have lived most of their lives running from a curse and trying to make a new life for themselves. I am absolutely their path to salvation. Every time I take a new load of cum inside my pussy, they get closer to some kind of quiet absolution. I am the sacrifice, and I am the deliverer.
Thorn grips my hips and, ignoring Krall, just starts absolutely hammering my pussy, asserting himself in a deliciously rare way.
“She’s mine,” he growls. “This tight little cunt is mine, too. Tell them, Tabby. Tell them how much you love being fucked by me. Tell them both how much you enjoy being mated by someone the right fucking age to mate you.”
“Don’t take shots at age, boy,” Krall growls, taking the bait immediately. He holds himself still in my ass so that I’m not hurt by Thorn’s rougher fucking. That has the effect of making me feel like I’m impaled on a rock-hard staff of flesh as my pussy is railed hard and fast.
I make the most unseemly animal sounds as I get close to coming again, especially with Thorn’s cock swelling inside me again. I’m going to be knotted again. A second load of seed is about to fill my pussy, and there’s nothing I can do to escape. I just have to take it.