by Lana Kole
He peered up, watching as August flicked her piercings, and Asher curled his finger up inside her with a ‘come hither’ motion, persistent with his efforts until she shattered.
A cry burst from her lips, and Asher slowed the tempo of his fingers, working her through the orgasm until she heaved a sigh, her eyes half-mast. She pulled August up for another kiss, and Asher placed gentle kisses along her thighs before he sat up.
When August pulled away, the brothers shared a knowing look, their telepathic communication not even necessary in the moment, and Asher knew he would have her first.
Asher knew Amir and August both were paranoid about his past with women, afraid he would love her and leave her. Apparently, after all these years, what they failed to understand was that Asher had been slowly falling for her a little bit more every minute of every single day. After fifteen years—Asher wasn’t going any-damned-where. While he kissed and caressed her beautiful skin, watching a stunner of a smile grace her lips, he knew with all his being that if the price to be right here, right now, was to spend a decade and a half as a cat, he’d gladly pay it all over again.
Maya was boneless, her entire body limp from the first orgasm.
First. She could almost laugh. Women searched their entire lives for a man capable of giving them one orgasm, and from the looks of the two men before her—she had plenty more to come.
A radiant smile curled her lips as Asher pulled her up into a sitting position and claimed her mouth. A shiver went through her as she tasted herself on his tongue. It was beautifully filthy, and hot as hell. He pulled away, leaving her wanting, and settled himself against the headboard. August rolled out of his way, landing on his feet, naturally, and walked to the side of the bed, beckoning her forward with the crook of his finger.
She went.
Her confidence was unmatched. They might have been two extraordinary shifters—men blessed by the gods themselves—but they were here, and they wanted her. It was a heady concoction, her desire for them and their yearning for her, all blending together until she was in a haze of lust.
Her arousal slicked her thighs, her orgasm having only added to the effect as she crawled across the mattress. Nowhere near as graceful as the movements of the two feline shifters with her, but she didn’t care about that at the moment. When she paused in front of August, she sat up on her knees with an innocent smile.
“Did you want something?”
He actually purred, and his voice rumbled, matching the low tone. “I think I have something you want.”
His fingers traced the waistband of his boxers, and she shot him a sly grin before reaching forward and slipping her own fingers inside. “Here, let me help you with that.” Wasting no time, she freed his erection, the length bobbing as she released it from the confines of the fabric.
Have I mentioned just how blessed by the gods they are? Hot damn.
Abandoning his boxers on the floor, August stepped out of them and stared knowingly at her when she swallowed roughly. He gripped his hard cock and stroked it a few times, and Maya was transfixed by the picture the rings on his hand made against his rigid flesh.
Before she could even reach her hand out, heat engulfed her back, and a hand wrapped around her torso to pull her backward against a warm chest.
“Don’t forget about me,” Asher teased, and he pulled her head to the side to kiss her, his tongue thrusting between her lips until she relaxed against him.
“As if I could,” she whispered, when they parted. He’d stripped already, and his hot, hard length branded her backside where she rested against him. Almost without through, she ground into him.
His purr vibrated against her back, the sensation drawing a gasp from her kiss-swollen lips. Asher lifted her effortlessly, shifting his hips and drawing her back into the cradle of his body. Maya relaxed into his warmth with a sigh and reached down, using her palm to press his cock between her thighs, the heat and pressure exquisite against her aching flesh. A moan spilled from her lips at the sight of him so near her entrance. A hand trailed down her spine, ending in a squeeze of her ass cheek, before Asher gripped his cock and teased between the drenched lips of her pussy. Circling her clit with the head of his cock, she groaned and pushed down onto him, coaxing him toward where she really craved him.
August gripped her chin and pulled her face up, and he was suddenly right there, in front of her on the bed, taking her mouth with a ferocity fueled by hunger. Their teeth clacked together from the sloppiness of the kiss, and he ravaged her mouth while she gasped from his fingers teasing her nipples.
A whining sound tore from her throat when Asher paused with the thick head of his cock cradled by her dripping core. She bucked backward, needing him inside her, needing him to fuck her.
Maya would have begged, but August still held her head, with one rough palm on her cheek and one gripped tight in her hair, the fistful of her strands sending tingles across her scalp.
Steadying herself, she placed two palms on August’s stomach as a wicked idea took root. His abs clenched beneath her palm as she slipped a hand down the hard ridges of muscle, and she gripped his hard cock, not even surprised when her fingertips couldn’t touch around the girth of him.
He groaned into her kiss and thrust into her grip.
But he wasn’t the only one, as a cry exploded from her throat when Asher finally slid home in one delectably abrupt thrust.
Tearing her lips from August’s and losing a few strands of hair in the process, she could only focus on the instant fullness of Asher’s cock buried in her pussy.
When August thrust into her grip, she realized she’d paused, but he backed away slightly before she could resume her movements.
She frowned up at him, before Asher lifted her off him, his grip tight on her hips. The friction was so good. Her cries sounded through the room as he pulled her back down onto his thick cock. Maya’s eyes slammed shut, the intensity of the moment almost too much to handle. When she opened her eyes again, it was to August standing over her with his cock in hand, teasing the head against her lips. The rings on his right hand glittered in the morning light as he stroked his dick for her. His body was a study in lithe grace and limber muscles as he balanced on the bed, his scent surrounding her as he cupped her jaw, his velvet palm tilting her head just so.
This is so fucking filthy.
The thought ran through her head as she opened her mouth, golden eyes locked to August’s amber gaze, and sucked him inside.
A tic worked in his jaw as he gritted his teeth together when she swirled her tongue around the head.
Asher paused to let her adjust to the position, but it wasn’t long before he drove into her pussy once again.
Maya was putty in their hands, and they molded her to their advantage. Asher’s grip on her hips slid her forward and then back on his cock, filling her over and over again, while August’s length invaded her mouth, the tip leaking salty precum that she swallowed down like a treat.
And she wanted more.
August groaned as Maya swallowed his cock perfectly. The hot, wet heat of her mouth was nothing short of heaven. Asher might have been the one with her tight pussy engulfing his cock, but August had the privilege of looking into her eyes as she took them both.
Her golden eyes glazed over with lust, and her pupils dilated with want, something he’d never dared hope for the chance to see. God, she was beautiful. And she was theirs.
They were claiming her, and August didn’t think he’d ever be able to let her go. She was the only one for him. Had been ever since the first moment he’d seen her—and she always would be.
Cupping her cheek gently, her jaw brushed against his palm as she sucked and licked his cock in a perfect combination.
“You’re fucking perfect, Maya.” A purr rattled his throat as her own convulsed around his length, her eyes widening at his words.
August worked her on his cock, her body rocking smoothly between the two of them as he steadied her with a gentle
hand in her hair. When he gripped just a little tighter, her eyes slid to half-mast, and he pulled harder when he noticed her eyes dilate. “Look at me.” He needed to see her eyes.
When she sucked even harder in response to his proclamation, he gritted his teeth and forced back the rising pressure at the base of his spine. He wanted this to last.
Although it wasn’t like this would be the last time he had her.
No, August planned to repeat this claiming over and over again. It might have been his first time, but by the gods it wouldn’t be his last. The thought of telling her how much this meant to him, this moment with her, trailed through his mind for a split second. Her being his fucking first. But then he imagined himself saying it aloud and felt like a straight-up pussy.
He’d just have to make sure to show her.
Maya’s cries were muffled around the thick cock in her mouth. It was too much, not enough, and just perfect all at the same time. Her hand gripped the inches she couldn’t take deep enough, stroking in time with her mouth as she sucked him inside.
Asher’s grip on her hips pulled her back and forth on his big cock, his breaths trailing over her neck and shoulders like a whole other caress. Hard, wet kisses skimming over her shoulder blades, with nips in between using sharp teeth, at such odds with the gentle fist in her hair.
Her nails dug into the skin of August’s thighs where she held tight. Maya couldn’t believe this was happening. According to Asher, this was their claiming. For all intents and purposes, she belonged to them now.
Her pussy clenched at the thought, at the physical declaration, and Asher groaned behind her as his meeting thrusts stuttered.
Oh god, oh god.
She’d cry out if she could, but instead, she settled for groaning around August’s length. Asher reached around her waist, his fingers sliding through the slippery arousal of her lips until he found her clit. The nub seemed to have its own heartbeat, the way it pulsed in time with their thrusts, and he circled his fingertip over it until her thighs shook and her stomach jerked.
On the next thrust, as his cock rocked against that perfect spot, she exploded with a scream. August pulled out of her mouth, a line of saliva connecting her to his dick as she let go.
“Fuck, Maya…” Asher thrust in only a few more times past her clenching pussy before he came with a roar. His hips jerked against her as he exploded, each spurt of hot cum inside her like another thrust of its own.
“Oh my god…” Maya whimpered as he yanked her back against him, a palm wrapping around her torso and holding her close as he finished inside her.
Speechless and boneless, she fell forward when he released her, rolling over with a dopey grin beside Asher…
Until her gaze landed on August at the foot of the bed. A fierce expression brought his eyebrows low, before he arched one in her direction.
“I don’t think we’re quite done, do you?”
A sly grin curled her lips as she beckoned him forward. He obliged, muscles gliding in ripples under his bronzed skin as he prowled toward her. The bed dipped where he hovered over her, and he leaned down to take her mouth, not caring that she’d just had his cock in her mouth.
His hard dick left a line of precum where it trailed over her thigh, until he shifted between her legs. She parted for him, hands gliding over his shoulders and down his back. Arching up into him, she moaned when the head grazed her entrance.
On her next breath, he thrust, sliding in easily through the cum of the first one to take her.
So. Fucking. Filthy.
Staring into his amber gaze, she watched his eyes widen slightly as he thrust in that first time. Even with how soaked she was, she still took a moment to adjust to his size as he pulled back, leaving just the head speared in her pussy. He leaned down to suck a nipple into his mouth as he thrust in, hard. A cry exploded from her lips in pure, unadulterated ecstasy as his cock claimed her so powerfully that her back slid across the linen sheets. Her hands slipped over his sweat-sheened skin as she dug her nails in for a grip to steady herself against his forceful thrusts.
It was perfect. So fucking good. He filled her completely, taking her breath with every slam of his hips against hers. Throwing a hand out, she balanced herself against the headboard so she could take every inch of him without sliding across the sheets. Her cries echoed around the room, and she let them go—she let everything go.
August was in fucking heaven. If he died right now, right this second—okay, he’d be a little pissed that he hadn’t come yet, but Maya felt so fucking perfect wrapped around his cock. Her pussy clenched and sucked around him with every thrust, and with the building pressure in the base of his spine he knew he wouldn’t last long.
He licked and sucked at her nipples, enamored with the glittering jewelry adorning the pink peaks. Releasing them, he just stared down at her, her red lips parted on uninhibited moans, eyes wide as she stared up at him, breasts bouncing with each hard thrust of his hips. She threw a hand over her head to steady herself against the headboard, and he purred when she used her leverage to grind her hips up into his with each thrust.
Maya was beautiful. He felt connected to her in a way that had nothing to do with the way his cock parted her lips.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
He’d had years to study up on this, but nothing prepared him for the ecstasy of this moment. Tilting his hips on each plunge, he made sure to graze her clit, knowing he’d done it right only when she clenched around him, nails digging into his waist.
Asher had disappeared to shower a while ago, and August had never been more thankful than for this moment to be experienced alone with his mate.
His Mate.
Maya cried out, staring up into August’s fierce gaze as he pounded into her over and over. He tilted his hips just right, so that he ground against her clit with every thrust.
“Fuck, August…” Hands shaped into claws, she dug the nails of one hand into his hip as her whole body heated and began to shudder. Where she braced herself against the headboard, she had to readjust her position, her hand sweaty from the heat in the room.
This was real. And she didn’t know why it seemed different than with Amir or even Asher. But fuck was it good.
Maybe it was the way August stared down at her, his longer hair bobbing with each thrust, and the intensity of his gaze. It suddenly all came together, like electricity gathering in the air during a storm.
Her cries rose like thunder, his purr the relentless winds, and like at the peak of the storm—they exploded.
As if lightning had struck her, she froze, her thighs quaking where they framed August’s hips, her stomach clenching, and her pussy fluttering around his cock. A scream tore from her throat as she came, convulsing around him in a wave of ecstasy. He thrust a few more times, the rhythm sporadic, chaotic, before he, too, came with a shout. As she tightened her grip on him, she was almost afraid she left marks.
If she did, that was just fine, because he marked her too, with each pump of his hips spilling cum deeper inside her.
When they came to a stop, both their chests heaved, panting from exertion. August carefully, pulled out of her before rolling over to his side. His hand gripped hers, and Maya knew she had the dumbest grin on her face.
“Holy. Fuck.” It was all she could say moments later.
“So. How was that for my first time, hmm?”
His words barely registering, Maya gaped at him, and he chuckled in response before placing a sweet, chaste kiss on the corner of her mouth. She stopped him from pulling back.
“What the hell are you talking about?”
His face fell for a split second before he leaned away and ran a hand through his dark hair. “Uh… well, I turned into a cat when I was nineteen, remember?”
Maya could have face-palmed herself. She was such a fucking idiot.
That was his first fucking time?
I took his virginity!
Staring at him wide-eyed, she was privy to his expression cha
nging with his emotions—nervousness at his announcement, worry at her silence, before a false grin spread across his lips, scrambling to hide the feelings she’d seen.
Maya finally settled on a response. “Well, hell. If that was your first time, I almost don’t think I can handle you when you actually gain more experience.”
His eyes lit up like the Fourth of July, a genuine smile stretching across his face, and her heart fluttered, a matching kaleidoscope of butterflies taking root in her stomach. Maya pulled him back down to her, kissing him and putting all of her unspoken emotions into the meeting of their lips.
When they pulled apart, she eyed the open door to the bathroom.
“Did we miss both Amir and Asher showering and leaving?”
August turned to follow her gaze and chuckled. “I guess so. We were a little distracted.”
“Distracted, huh?” Maya still couldn’t believe he’d been a virgin. A thought occurred, and she grinned at him. “Wait, if you turned into a cat at nineteen...”
“Yes?” he answered without thinking, before a frown twisted his lips as he narrowed his eyes at her. “Don’t say it, hayaati.”
But she had to and did the math in her head. “You were a thirty-four year old virgin.”
He growled at her before grabbing her around the waist and tossing her over his shoulder.
“Hey, no! Stop that!” She tried to smack his hands away from where they played and pinched her ass, but he just waved her off as he toted her into the bathroom. August turned the water on and tested the temperature, all while she grumbled down at his ass.
A shapely one at that.
Maya gave it a pinch of her own and giggled—giggled—when he sat her down in the spray.
“We need to clean you up, dirty girl.”
He was right, she could feel the slickness between her thighs that had nothing to do with the water raining down on them. But from the look in his eyes, Maya wasn’t sure quite how clean she would get.