Authors: Stacey Espino
Gideon spread her legs wide, and she had the overwhelming urge to
close them. He held her open, his hot breath tickling her hypersensitive
clit. As he planted strategic kisses along her inner thighs, Vincent moved in
with a predator's grace. He palmed one breast and suckled the other. The
multitude of sensations had her spiraling out of control. But she didn't need
to maintain a level-head, not with the powerful lion between her legs. If her
wolf escaped, she had no doubt Gideon and Vincent could keep it in line. Right
now she wanted to be tamed.
"More," she growled, arching her hips up. Gideon
continued to tease her inner thighs, occasionally lapping at her clit with his
rough tongue, but never giving her what she needed. Her toes began to curl and
heat crept up her body. The intensity became distracting and she writhed on
the bed, as desperate for release as she was to savor the night forever.
"How hot is she, Gideon?" asked Vincent. His hands
combed through her hair, just an added element of pleasure assaulting her.
"She's ready to be fucked, Vin. Should I let her come
first?"
"Yes!" she screeched. The pulse in her cunt was brought
out her feral side. Her fangs pierced her own tongue and her nails morphed into
claws which she used to rake Gideon's shoulders. He growled when she drew
blood, but never stopped toying with her pussy.
"Give it to her. I can't wait another minute."
Vincent tweaked both her nipples as Gideon began to rhythmically suck her
clit. He had mad skills and in no time the pressure was building. She let out
tiny gasps as the fires grew hotter, stronger.
Gods she needed to come!
"Gideon! Please!" Hadn't she wanted
him
to
beg? It didn't matter now, not when he held the key to her release on the tip
of his tongue.
A few moments later and the first spasm rocked her body. He
clamped down over her pussy, absorbing the tremors as she cried out. The
intensity was blinding, leaving her spent and throbbing. When she opened her
eyes, barely able to focus on the here and now after being transported to
another realm of pleasure, Vincent was fully undressed and stroking his cock.
He was big and beautiful, the muscles in his stomach and groin creating a
perfect 'v' leading to his erection.
It was the lion's rough tongue trailing up her body that stole
her attention. "I can't wait to claim you, to taste you." His barbed tongue
passed over her nipple, a mix of pleasure and pain. Gideon's eyes had gone
feral, glowing like a cat's. "But first I need to be inside you."
He lowered his weight over her body, holding himself up just enough so she
could breathe easily. When he prodded her folds with the head of his cock, she
held her breath, unsure if she could even take his size. She reached between
them to feel him, unable to wrap her fingers around his girth.
"You're too big," she muttered between breaths.
"I was made to be inside you." He pulled back slightly
and inserted two fingers into her heat. "You're nice and wet for us. Not
too worry, little wolf." He replaced his fingers with his cock and held her
hips as he pressed into her tight opening. Inch by inch he worked himself into
her body, stretching her, filling her to the max. Once fully seated, she
reveled in the fullness and gentle pressure on her cervix.
He looked her in the eyes; his fangs peeking out as he spoke.
"You're mine now." As if to emphasize the statement he pulled out and
thrust back in, holding her tight to his body. His muscled torso curved around
her in a protective embrace. With his cock still deep inside her, he leaned
down and kissed her lips.
"Mine."
When she nodded, unable to deny the alpha, he sank those fangs
into the side of her neck. She cried out, digging her nails into his shoulders
as he simultaneously pumped his hips. The dual sensation was electrifying,
filling her body with a swirling desire like she'd never experienced. The love
bite, her first, connected them on an intimate level. She had no regrets
now—she knew Gideon was meant to be her mate.
"Delicious." He licked his thick lips when he came up
for air. It was done. She was now a marked woman. "Your turn."
Her turn? Not only did he get the opportunity to claim her, but
she had to do the same to seal the deal. His neckline looked mighty tempting,
and she didn't need to coax out her fangs. She already drooled with the need
to taste his blood.
Freya tugged him lower and licked the flesh she planned to bite.
Even his skin was an aphrodisiac, tempting her to take more. She raised her
upper lip and sunk her teeth into the unmarked flesh. The metallic, salty
taste of his blood pooled around her tongue after piercing his neck. She bit
deep, wanting to leave a mark for all females to see as a warning to stay away
from what was hers alone. For the first time in her life, she knew what if felt
like to be a mated woman, and knew she'd kill if any threat tried to take away
her most prized possessions.
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Vincent had stood to the side, pumping his rigid cock as Gideon
claimed the woman he knew was fated to him. He owed that much to his friend for
being there for him when the rest of the shifter world turned their noses up at
him due to his disability. Gideon never judged him, but entrusted him with
every important matter regarding Club Frenzy. If the gods intended for both of
them to mate with Freya, then he wouldn’t fight it. He could choose no better
man if there had to be another.
Now Freya had been sated and her virgin neckline marked by the
lion. He'd let Gideon take her first, so in his mind, they were even. It was
his turn to savor the princess's body.
He nudged the other man with his shoulder, needing to be closer
to their woman. She turned to him, her eyes glazed over. Vincent ran his fingertip
along the tips of her needle sharp fangs.
"I can't sense your feelings, but I'll be able to taste you
once I mark you," he said. He couldn’t wait to administer his love bite.
Gideon had an advantage over him being able to recognize Freya's every mood and
desire. He needed this connection with her.
"Then don't wait."
He didn't hesitate, but brushed her hair to the side revealing
the unmarred side of her neck. Gideon continued to pump his cock in and out of
Freya in a slow rhythm, but her arms were around Vincent's neck. He wished he
could sense the arousal in the room, her desire for him, and the mating call…but
this was the best he could hope for. Vincent licked his incisors as he eyed
his prize. She tugged him closer, urging him on.
"Gods, don't wait any longer, Vincent. I need you
both." As soon as she closed her eyes, he bit into her soft flesh. Her
royal blood instantly came to life in his mouth, so rich and potent. He tasted
the sweet fluid as it coursed down his throat and lit up his body, including
his already stiff cock.
When he neared orgasm from the intensity, he pulled back, his
breath coming out if harsh gasps. "Freya, what have you done to me?"
He fell to his knees at the side of the bed, overwhelmed with all the new
sensations bombarding him. In human equivalent, he'd lived his life blind and
deaf, but now by some miracle, his proverbial eyes and ears were opened. The
scent of sex, lust, and love swirled around him. Gideon's alpha aura, Freya's
mating call, and their sudden concern were as clear as day.
Gideon separated from their woman and leaned over the bed,
bracing Vincent's shoulder. "What is it, Vincent? What's happened to
you?"
He smiled. "I believe you."
"Believe what?"
Vincent felt like celebrating. "You're genuinely concerned
for me, not just asking." Gideon's expression remained neutral.
"Don't you get it? Her blood's cured me. Somehow my senses have come to
life."
They both turned to Freya, sprawled naked before them. "You
did this?" asked Gideon. "How is that possible?"
She looked as surprised as they were. "I've always been
taught that our blood had special properties, that royal females had unique
gifts. I don't know too much about it, but my sisters do."
One thing for certain—now that he could sense, he was one hundred
percent certain Freya was his mate. No more doubts. His cougar roared within
him, seeming to know they were no longer damaged.
He growled, rising from the ground to his feet. Austin looked to Gideon, nodded without speaking, and they both converged on Freya. Gideon
tossed the blanket to the ground and Vincent scooped up their mate and lowered
her to the soft covering on the floor. The bed would not do, not with what they
had planned for her body. Once Freya completed the bond, they'd claim her body
together, sealing their ménage relationship.
"Take my blood, sweetheart. I can never repay what you've
given me, but I promise to be everything you need for the rest of my
life." He lowered himself over her body, supporting all his weight on his
arms. She teased him, licking his neck and nipping on his earlobe.
"Freya!"
If she held off any longer, he'd come against her leg and not inside her body
like he wanted to.
She bit down on the thick muscle at the side of his neck, nothing
gentle about her actions. He reveled in the connection, the beautiful pain,
and the symphony of new sensation.
Chapter
Six
Vincent's blood had been delicious, but different from Gideon's.
She savored the unique tastes of her mates, and became more comfortable with
her decision to submit to them. When the cougar claimed to be free of his
burden just from consuming her blood, she'd never felt so honored, so proud to
be a royal. For the first time since she fled the palace she didn't curse her
blood, but was thankful for its healing properties.
Gideon's big hand cupped her mound from the side making her jolt
in awareness. "It's time, Freya." He dragged the overflow of
moisture from her pussy back to her ass. When he began to coat the perimeter
of her nether hole with the natural fluid, she tensed, knowing what they
planned.
"I've never been with two men," she confided, feeling
uniquely vulnerable. Yes, she wanted them to double fuck her, needed to feel the
three of them connecting as one, but she still carried her doubts.
Gideon's hot breath against the shell of her ear made her pussy
pulse with urgency. "We'll go nice and slow, my little wolf." He
slipped a moist finger into her anus, barely able to penetrate her impossibly
tight virgin opening. "Shhh. Relax, Freya, open up for me."
She tried her best, attempted to loosen her muscles and focus on
the pleasure rather than the discomfort. It was Vincent who assisted her in
relieving her growing tension. He kissed her, the taste of her blood still on
his tongue. Male hands were everywhere—on her ass, her pussy, her breasts, in
her hair. She was bombarded with new and erotic sensations, pulling her into a
sinfully blissful realm of pleasure.
Gideon inserted two fingers, and she braced herself from the burn
of her muscles stretching for the first time. These two men were immeasurably
skilled in the art of love making and they'd only just begun. Vincent suckled
her breast, his hands continuing to roam as Gideon scissored his fingers in her
ass, increasing the pressure.
"This will be like having sex for the first time, Freya.
I've never been in touch with my senses before." Vincent nipped her jaw,
kissing, licking. He used one arm to bring her leg over his hip. Once facing
each other, on their sides, he prodded her pussy with a cock so hard, she
couldn't believe it was part of his anatomy. With her body so hot and
throbbing, her inhibitions vanishing, she accepted his erection into her slick
folds. The dual stimulation of Vin's dick forging its way inside her and the
lion's fingers teasing her virgin hole, she counted on a fast and explosive
orgasm.
But there was more to come. "
Yes,"
she chanted
as the cougar's cock filled her to the hilt. She savored the closeness, the
bond, the ripped muscles of the man in front of her. Her fears were replaced
with a depraved desire for anything these alphas could give her. The nastier,
the better.
"Can you take both our cocks, Freya? Can your wolf handle
being double fucked?"
Could she handle it? Gideon was so well endowed and her ass was
so very tight. Still, she wouldn’t say no, not at this point. Her curiosity was
piqued and the lion's fingers in her ass ignited new fires so wanted to
explore.
"Hurry, Gideon. I won't last." Vincent's words came
out clipped as he thrust in and out of her cunt with stamina. His fingers and
claws dug into the fleshy curve of her hip as he anchored himself to her body.
She gasped when the probing fingers gently exited her ass,
replaced by the smooth, swollen head of Gideon's cock. Gods he'd never fit.
"I'm—" She wanted to admit she was scared, unsure if she should go
through with the dual mating, but feared appearing weak in front of her men.
"Don't be afraid, little one. You'll feel the pressure for
a few moments, then I promise, you'll be begging for more."
They could sense her trepidation, and she trusted them not to
hurt her. If Carna could do this, enjoy it even, then so would she.
Her body broke out in a sheen of sweat, a new pressure building
inside her. The men made feral sounds, their masculine musky scent dominating
the small room. She loved the feel of their moist skin pressed against hers,
so much muscle and strength at her beck and call. Freya wanted to become
saturated in their scent so she'd never forget this night. Gideon entered her,
forging his way past her tight anal ring. Her wolf wanted to fight the invasion.
It expelled its nervous energy by grinding against Vincent's cock. She sought
his mouth and focused on his taste, feel, and lively tongue until her ass was
fully breached.