Authors: Corinne Davies
“I never could’ve imagined how perfect you’d be.” Rock pressed kisses against her shoulder and neck as he rocked into her body. She desperately wanted to reach back and claw at his hips or grab handfuls of hair as he rode her, stroking in and out of her willing body with increasing speed. He flung her toward the pinnacle faster than she ever imagined possible, and when he surged against her clit in tight little circles she couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Yes, Rock, more!” He smacked her hip and she felt her body explode in an orgasm that racked her body with shudders. Rock slammed his cock into her ass for a couple more strokes before hollering out her name. She felt the heat of his release bathe the inside of her anus as he continued to rock into her body a couple more times.
Destiny collapsed on the mountain of bed, a small part of her brain wondering how this worked, but she was so sated, it didn’t matter to her at the moment. She felt the sheets slide off her wrists as if they’d never been tied and the bed slowly lowered beneath her hips.
“
Atan
, are you all right?” Rock sounded concerned and Destiny wanted to tell him that he fucked her into a coma, but her mouth wouldn’t formulate words.
“Mumfky,” she sighed into the pillows, unable to rouse her body to move either.
“What was that?”
“I think she said she was okay,” Jag’s voice piped up from somewhere near the end of the bed. She felt him crawl up the other side of her. She should’ve known that he’d be watching somewhere she couldn’t see.
“I’ll be back in a moment.” Rock pressed a kiss against one cheek of her ass and then smacked it lightly in the same spot before she felt him get off the bed.
“That was one of the best moments I have had the luck to witness.” She felt Jag run his hand over her ass cheeks. “You enjoy a little roughness?”
There must have been red marks on her ass because his hand felt cool against her. She didn’t mind because it felt wonderful on her hypersensitive skin. She moaned and wiggled her ass against his hand. The nerves in her anus were still sparking and her body was heating up under his touch.
“No, I’m not taking you there right now. You’re going to be sore. Rock was fucking you so hard. I almost lost my seed in my pants watching the look on your face with every stroke.”
Her pussy clenched when she imagined Jag watching Rock take her. “I’m glad you liked what you saw.”
“Wait ’til you press your cock into her insanely tight ass.” She heard Rock’s voice moments before she felt the bed dip beside her. He pressed a kiss against her shoulder and then she felt a cloth cleaning her. When he was done she stretched and rolled onto her back so she could look up at them. She let her knees drop to the side, baring her pussy, hoping to entice them.
Stretching out her back, she arched up toward them in what she hoped looked like a blatant invitation. Rock leaned over her and gave her a passionate kiss before lifting his head. “I have a few things I need to get accomplished before dinner tonight. Thank you for the gift.”
“I never thought of my ass as a gift before.” Never had a man made her feel so perfect as these two did every day.
“Every inch of you is a gift,
Atan
.” Rock gave her that boyish grin of his, rubbed his nose against hers, and her heart melted a bit more. He levered himself up and she watched him as he headed into his dressing room. Jag was still pressing kisses against her belly, so she stroked her fingers through his hair. It was longer than Rock’s and flowed through her fingers like silk. She shifted her hips and turned her body toward him. He slid his large hands down her body as he spoke.
“Do you need a nap,
Atan
?” Jag asked as he pressed butterfly-soft kisses along her ribs before he nuzzled his face against her belly again. She could hear the teasing tone to his voice.
He knows damn well I don’t want to nap
. The bit of scruff on his chin tickled her and she wiggled at the sensation. A few minutes ago she might have said yes, but her body was quickly warming up to his touch. He shifted his big body over hers and she opened her legs further to give him room. She loved the way his chest pressed against her pussy.
“Not quite yet.” She arched her back and stretched out her body like a big spoiled cat. “I’m feeling a bit restless again.”
Jag chuckled against the sensitive skin of her belly. When she tried to arch her pelvis to encourage him, he gripped her hips and held them against the bed. “Be still. I’m not rushing,
Atan
.” He pressed light kisses against her hip bones before shifting downward, rubbing his rough cheek against her inner thigh. He hooked her legs over his upper arms, giving him full access to her willing body.
“You can take all the time you want”—she rubbed her feet against his back—“as long as you hurry up.”
His warm breath fluttered over her pussy as he chuckled, and her sensitized body reacted with a rush of moisture. She opened her eyes and looked down her body, watching him. It was a decadent, erotic thing she’d never done before. Jag looked like he’d been presented with his favorite dessert and was savoring every moment. She felt like a goddess lying back, being worshipped by her consort.
Jag looked up at her and winked. The intensity of his green eyes took her breath away.
How did I ever attract you?
She watched as a reproachful edge altered his expression as if he’d known what she’d thought.
“One day you are going to understand what you mean to us.” He pressed light kisses against her skin and flicked his tongue along the seam of her pussy. “Until then, I’m going to show you as often as I can.”
He then lifted himself up and her heart stopped. “Did I do something wrong?”
“No, not at all, I have a surprise for you.” He reached down next to him and placed a dish next to her hip. His grin was so mischievous she didn’t know what to think. “Lie back,
Atan
.”
“What is that?”
He didn’t answer her, choosing instead to grin and hum a tune she didn’t recognize. He dipped his fingers into the bowl and picked up a chunk of something soft and juicy. It dripped onto her hip bone and he licked the juice off with a long swipe of his tongue.
It took a second, but the delicate aroma of mint and rose petals reached her nose. Her cunt quivered with the memory of her first introduction to this particular fruit. “Lolyich?”
Jag answered her by popping the piece in his mouth and ducking his head between her legs. When Rock had eaten a piece and then licked her she thought the sensations were invigorating. Having a piece of the fruit dissolved against her clit while Jag sucked on it like a lollypop was breathtaking.
The menthol note sensitized her delicate skin even further. She could feel every swipe of his tongue, every whisker on his cheek, every breath. Her fingers dug into the sheets around her as she rotated her hips, pushing her pussy against his mouth. He responded by shoving a thick piece inside of her.
“Holy god!” It felt like he’d pushed an ice cube in there. Her breath caught in her throat and her cunt fluctuated between icy cold and burning hot. Jag continued to hum the tune against her skin, creating a rush of goose bumps along her arms and legs. He used his mouth to slide the piece of fruit back and forth inside of her, teasing her. “I can’t take it!”
He didn’t stop his humming and she felt an epic orgasm burning inside of her. She anchored her legs around his arms so he couldn’t move and fought the hold he kept on her hips. She wanted to rock her body against him, feel him push himself into her, stretching her to the point she thought she might split in two. She felt him suck the piece out of her body and shivered at the intense sensations that continued to glitter.
“Please, please…” She thrashed her head back and forth and then looked down at him again. The sight that greeted her almost sent her over the edge. Jag had been watching her reactions. His electric-green eyes met hers and she wondered if he could see right to her soul. The intensity was intimidating, but she knew she had nothing to fear from this man.
He moved and she unlocked her legs. His mouth and cheeks were shiny, from fruit or her own juices she didn’t know or care. He rose up over her and then sat back on his heels. “Come here.”
She sat up and he wrapped his hands around her waist, pulling her up his legs. Their lips met in a hungry, carnal explosion of need. The fruit flavor mixed with the tart flavor of her pussy. It was intoxicating. He lifted her up and slid her pussy along his width, dragging her electrified clit over the natural ridges in his cock. He held her there, his cock kissing her entrance until she met his gaze again.
“Forever,
Atan
.” He lowered her slowly over the blunt tip, pressing her body open, stretching the oversensitized muscles of her cunt. She shivered and closed her eyes and he held her still. She panted and opened her eyes again and he pushed up into her.
It was the most intimate moment she’d ever experienced, looking a man in the eye as he speared into her. She could feel the tremble in his body as her breasts pushed against his chest. His breathing was as rapid as hers and she realized she wasn’t the only one who felt the intensity of this moment. She wasn’t alone and he made certain she realized that.
When he’d seated her completely on his cock, he paused and pressed a sweet kiss against her lips. They grinned and playfully nipped at each other’s lips. She’d never played with a man during sex, but it seemed so natural with Jag.
She stroked her fingers through his hair and he tilted his head back, obviously enjoying the feeling. “You’re like a big cat.” She teased, “All I have to do is rub you behind the ears and you’re putty in my hands.”
Jag growled and then lunged playfully at her throat, making her scream and then giggle as her nipples rubbed against his broad chest. She braced her feet on the bed and lifted her body up and then dropped down on him. She gasped as he drove up deep inside of her.
“Do it again.” Jag’s voice sounded harsh as if he was suppressing the need to yell against her neck. She complied and lifted up higher this time and increased the force of her downward thrust. He pushed up at the same time and they both gasped at the sensation.
“Again,” Jag ordered through clenched teeth. Destiny loved that
she
was able to drive him to this state. This time she increased the speed of her movements and twisted her hips on the upward stroke, encouraging a low groan from Jag. Every stroke of his cock made her burn hotter, made her want him to lose control as she was about to.
He gripped her hips and supported her as she moved. Her thighs were starting to tingle with exertion so she gripped his shoulders for leverage, and with his large hands on her hips, she rode him. Faster and faster, and she felt a layer of sweat break out over her skin. The inferno burning inside of her exploded beyond her control and she clenched her cunt around his cock and screamed out his name.
Jag roared out his release and slammed up inside of her. She felt the heat of his release inside of her and shook with both exertion and the intensity of what they’d shared. He gently lowered her to the bed, following her down so she was partially beneath him, his head pillowed on her breasts. The bed contorted around them until she was completely supported and comfortable.
Destiny stroked her fingers through his damp hair, stroking him much as she’d done earlier. He responded by nuzzling her breast. “I think you need a nap,
Atan
.”
“You think, huh? Are you sur—” She’d planned to tease him, but a yawn caught her by surprise.
He chuckled and snuggled closer. “Without a doubt, and I’ll stay here and keep you safe.”
Jag was asleep a minute later. Destiny lay there completely safe in a cocoon of warmth. She loved them. There was no hiding from that emotion at this moment. Her heart would forever be branded with Jag’s and Rock’s names. She was afraid of the depth of her love for them because they could destroy her so easily, but she’d spent her entire life playing it safe and look where it had gotten her. Why not let life happen for a while and hope everything would work out in the end?
Chapter Eight
A couple days later, Jag realized he might be the most naïve man in the universe, more than any of them. The time had come for him and Rock to go and check the outer limits of their territory. When he’d told Destiny of their plans to keep her safe, she wasn’t as relieved as he’d expected.