Legend Anthology

by Brynn Paulin, Lacey Thorn, Bronwyn Green, Carol Lynne

  “Is that real?” she whispered, awed. She would have thought she’d moved beyond the capacity of shock, but apparently not.

  Kieran leaned forward, his lips brushing her ear. “On nights like tonight, the faery and mortal realms are coterminous.”

  “Right,” she snapped. “That clears it all up.”

  “The planes are crossing. Both worlds are visible to those who look.”

  She peered past the perimeter of the circle. For a moment, she could see Tara and then she was gone—replaced by a group of ethereal looking people—some of whom had wings. Caught between wonder and fear, she stared, trying to take in the shifting scene before her.

  Kieran’s hands fell heavy on her shoulders as Aodhan moved closer. The king reached out and trailed a finger along the deep neckline of the ridiculous dress she wore. Shivers raced across her skin at his touch and Kieran stiffened behind her.

  “You don’t wish to share your woman with me,” the king finally spoke, addressing Kieran, amusement glinting in his eyes.

  “I don’t wish to share her with anyone,” Kieran corrected. “But tonight isn’t about choices, is it?”

  Aodhan didn’t answer, he stared at Beckett as if he could strip her with his eyes. Who knew, maybe he could.

  For a moment, she worried that they would fight over her. Kieran stroked his hands over her shoulders and up and down her arms, while Aodhan stepped closer.

  It was actually going to happen. She was about to be smack in the middle of a threesome. With a freaking audience, no less. She squeezed her thighs together to quell the throbbing ache.

  “This is probably a really bad idea,” she whispered.

  Aodhan grinned. “If it’s such a bad idea, why are your nipples hard and begging for attention?”

  She glanced down at her traitorous breasts. Her nipples poked sharply against the gossamer fabric. “Oh no,” she muttered.

  Kieran settled his hands at her waist. “Your body isn’t saying no.”

  “My body should be ignored. It has a terrible sense of self-preservation.”

  He chuckled, his lips at her ear. “I know I said I didn’t want to share you, but you have no idea how arousing it is to see you trapped between our bodies, his gaze devouring you, desperate to taste you.”

  His erection pushed insistently against her bottom as he spoke. “I think he’s craving you as badly as I am.” Sliding his hands forward, he cupped the sides of her breasts and brushed his fingers across her nipples. “I don’t think ignoring your body is the answer.”

  She couldn’t keep the whimper of need from escaping. In response, Kieran thrust lightly against her ass, his hard length pulling on the fabric that covered her.

  The heat in the other man’s eyes was unmistakable, and his cock began to swell as he leaned forward and took her mouth in a searing kiss, feasting on her mouth. He tasted of vanilla and spice, and she felt giddy—almost drunk off the flavour. He pressed his full weight to her and his cock was trapped between them—hot, hard, throbbing against the softness of her belly.

  Just as quickly, he left her lips and began trailing open-mouthed kisses between the valley of her breasts and then up along her neck. With purposeful movements, he slid the dress’ tiny shoulder straps off and down her arms, completely baring her breasts. The cool night air kissed her flesh and pebbled her nipples farther. Aching to be touched, she raised her eyes to meet his and she was lost. Lost to the night sky in those fathomless depths.

  Aodhan cupped her breasts. His hands felt so good on her body, she pressed her lips together to keep from groaning aloud. His touch was drugging. Was that even possible? He’d emerged out of the ground—anything was possible at this point.

  She leaned back against Kieran’s chest arching into the king’s caress.

  “That’s it, Beckett,” he murmured. “Relax.”

  Aodhan twisted and pinched her nipples as Kieran cupped her breasts, pushing them forward. The other man took the hint and drew a distended peak into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the aching nub before sucking hard.

  Unable to remain still, she drove her fingers through his hair and held his head at her breast. “More,” she demanded, her voice a strangled whisper. “Harder.”

  “Christ,” Kieran breathed in her ear as he loosened the closure on her dress and eased it from her, letting the fabric puddle on the ground around her feet. Pushing his hand between her body and Aodhan’s, he cupped her mound through her panties and she rocked against him.

  “You’ve soaked these,” he groaned. He brought his damp fingers to his mouth to suck her essence from them, and she nearly came from the sight. He slid his hand down her body, and shoved his hand into her panties. Parting her dripping folds, he stroked her, causing her to writhe with need. Far too soon, he pulled his glistening hand from her pussy and held it out to Aodhan. “Taste her,” he growled.

  Beckett whimpered as the king gripped Kieran’s wrist and pulled his fingers into his mouth on a groan. Aodhan’s eyes closed as he sucked her juices from her lover’s fingers. She’d never seen anything more erotic. Arousal shook her and as she watched the men, fresh cream dripped down the inside of her thighs.

  “More,” the king demanded.

  Kieran fisted his hand in her flimsy underwear and tore them from her body, letting them flutter to the ground. Reaching in front of her, he spread her wide, exposing her wet pussy to everyone there.

  It should have horrified her, but instead she rubbed her ass against his erection, wishing he was buried inside her already. Reaching behind her, she unfastened his pants and freed his erection, shuddering as his hot, silky shaft brushed her ass and the small of her back.

  Aodhan dropped to his knees and licked her dripping juices from her thighs, groaning as he tasted her. She tried to thrust against him, to hurry him along with it, but Kieran held her helpless against his now bare cock.

  Distantly, she could hear the muted sounds of voices from the surrounding crowd. She had no idea if they were from the faery contingent or the people who’d begun the ritual, but aroused cries and the wet sounds of sex reached her ears as the king edged ever closer to her needy pussy.

  Kieran stroked her folds as he held her wide, both of them watching as Aodhan finally reached his destination. Flattening his tongue, he dragged it along her cleft, and she screamed at the sensation. She shivered as the sound of her cry split the night.

  Both men groaned and Kieran whispered in her ear. “Watching him go down on you has got to be one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.” Kieran thrust his cock against her ass. “Come for him,” he demanded. “Come for us both.”

  Aodhan circled her clit with the tip of his tongue before sucking it between his lips and scraping his teeth across it. He stroked her labia, circling her opening with the tips of his fingers while she trembled between them. Finally, he slid a finger inside her greedy passage and quickly added another.

  “So sweet and tight,” he whispered into her head as he slid his fingers in and out of her pussy and sucked on her clit. “I can’t wait to fill you with my cock—to watch your lover fill you—to take you together.”

  “We’re both going to fill you céadsearc,” Kieran said, echoing the other man. He slid his hands up her belly to torment her nipples with his damp fingers. Pulling and twisting, he continued to murmur in her ear. “Your mouth. Your cunt. Your ass. We’re going to fuck you until you can’t remember what it’s like to not have us pounding in and out of you.”

  His whispered words along with Aodhan’s mouth and fingers sent her over the edge. Release flooded her body, a rush of dizzying pleasure shooting along her limbs as she stiffened between them, begging for more.

  Bring her.

  Kieran kicked off the rest of his clothes, swung her into his arms and followed Aodhan to the hawthorn bower. “I promise,” he rasped, his voice husky with desire. “It’ll be so fucking good.”

  The hawthorn bed seemed to move, to adjust itself to their bodies. She’d never
laid on anything so comfortable in her life. The leaf green bedding was softer than anything she’d ever before felt—a cross between rose petals and silk—a decadent sensation on her skin.

  Kieran situated himself behind her back as the bed morphed to accommodate their movement. Half sitting, half reclining, he slid his hands under her thighs. Lifting her legs, he draped them over the top of his, spreading her to Aodhan’s gaze.

  “Fill her,” the king demanded. “I’m going to lick her cunt while you fuck her.”

  Beckett whimpered as Kieran lifted her again and slid his thick cock into her empty pussy. He stretched her sensitive tissues as he slowly tunnelled farther in. He pulled her back to lay against his chest while the other man knelt between their spread legs.

  Kieran slid his hands over her hips and down between her legs, to stroke her weeping folds and his own cock as he worked in and out of her. His ragged breath tightened her womb with anticipation. As Aodhan moved closer, Kieran spread her lips wide, and she watched in fascination as the king lowered his head to her mound. Replacing her lover’s hands with his own, he touched just the tip of his tongue to her quivering flesh and she squirmed as she tried to get closer.

  “Your cunt is so beautiful. Pink and puffy—like you’ve been fucked recently. Have you, sweet Beckett? Have you let him pound into your tender pussy?”

  His words crept into her head, a seductive whisper that twined around her senses, heightening her arousal, making her writhe and cry out. Her juices flooded Kieran’s cock and Aodhan’s mouth as he continued to lap at her, whispering into her head.

  “I love watching you grip him, trying to keep from pulling free—trying to keep him deep inside you.” He traced the spot where she and Kieran were joined, his finger caressing her pussy and Kieran’s cock. Beneath her, Kieran shuddered at the contact as Aodhan stroked their melded flesh.

  Unable to look away, she watched him rub her lover’s cock, urging it deeper inside of her. Kieran reached around and cupped her breasts. Twisting her nipples, he pulled at them as he continued to shove into her.

  “There’s something so thrilling...so primal about watching a thick cock stretch such a tight little cunt. Will you grip me that hard, I wonder? Will you scream for me the way you scream for him?”

  Kieran drove upward as Aodhan latched onto her clit, sucking hard. The release that had threatened since Kieran ploughed into her pussy, trembled through her body pushing her down the rough slope of completion. She contracted around Kieran milking him until he groaned against her back and spilled hot and heavy inside her.

  Aodhan rose to his knees and brushed the round, damp head of his cock across the seam of her lips. Reaching out she gripped him and stroked the thick length of his shaft as he slid between her lips, sliding across her tongue and down her throat.

  “I’m going to take every part of you, sweet Beckett. Your mouth…your cunt…your ass.”

  She whimpered as he pumped in and out, filling her mouth the way Kieran filled her pussy. She pushed into his thrusts, groaning around the cock in her mouth, barely able to believe she was actually in bed with two men. A fresh rush of moisture dampened her pussy as she ground her hips against Kieran’s. Call it what it is, Beckett, she told herself firmly. You’re fucking two men.

  Kieran watched Aodhan’s cock fucking in and out of Beckett’s mouth. The jealousy and unwillingness to share still lurked within him, but now it mixed with something deeper—something darker. Some primal part of his psyche was turned on by the sight of his woman taking another man, pleasuring him.

  Despite the fact that he’d just come, his cock was still hard. Whispering in her ear, he urged her to her hands and knees. She continued going down on the other man, and his dick twitched remembering the feel of her mouth and tongue.

  With agonizing slowness, he dragged the head of his cock along her dripping cleft, taking special care to rub it back and forth across her swollen clit. She cried out as he tormented her. God, he loved the way she writhed against him, loved the way she moaned. Who was he kidding? He loved everything about her.

  Unable to wait another minute to be inside her, he sank into her slick heat again. Her cunt rippled around him as he shoved forward. His vision went black around the edges as he seated himself to the balls. She squeezed him, pulsing around him as he surged forward again and again finding a rhythm with the other man as together they shafted her.

  “She’s beautiful, your woman. Warm and tight. So responsive.” Aodhan thrust into Beckett’s mouth again. “I want more.” Pulling free of her mouth, he bent and whispered in her ear while Kieran dragged himself from the warmth of her body. The other man moved behind her to take his place. “She’s waiting for your cock. She wants to take you into her mouth.”

  Kieran’s gut tightened. He wasn’t sure how much more sharing he could take, but as he watched the king’s cock slide into her swollen cunt, he nearly dropped to his knees. He had no idea how erotic it would be to see another man fucking Beckett.

  Her fists clenched in the bedding as the other man repeatedly plunged his wide cock into her pretty pink pussy. Kieran groaned aloud as he watched her stretch to accommodate Aohdan. He’d never felt anything better than being buried balls-deep inside Beckett’s cunt, but he had to admit the sight of the other man slamming into her had his balls drawn up tight.

  “Kieran,” Beckett called. “I need you.”

  Making his way to the other side of the bed, he knelt in front of her. She opened her mouth and guided his erection inside, sucking him hard and deep. She licked off their combined releases making him ache to come again. Tangling his hand in her silky hair, he guided her movements as she worked his length. Every little mewling groan she made, hummed over his skin until he thought he’d go mad.

  Aodhan shafted her harder, and Kieran felt every stroke vibrate though her body. He glanced at the other man in time to see him dipping his fingers into her sopping pussy and rubbing the moisture into the crinkled bud of her anus.

  She bucked and shrieked around Kieran’s cock as the other man began working a finger in and out of the tight hole. As she grew accustomed to the invasion, he added another, working at her, stretching her.

  “Her cunt is just as glorious as I knew it would be.”

  Aodhan’s words whispered insidiously into his mind and try though he did, he couldn’t ignore them. He couldn’t ignore the dark excitement that spiked through him every time the other man spoke of her.

  “After I fill her pussy, I’ll take her ass and we’ll fuck her together.”

  Kieran’s cock jerked at the thought of Beckett sandwiched between them as they both pummelled her willing body.

  The other man added a third finger to the ones in her ass. She stiffened, releasing his cock and screaming out her orgasm. Aodhan lost the battle and thrust once more before spraying into her channel on a ragged groan.

  Beckett’s arms shook with exhaustion. She wasn’t sure how much more she could handle. Kieran slid beneath her and carefully urged her down on top of him. She couldn’t quite meet his gaze knowing how he felt about sharing her. It was even worse because she’d been enjoying it—enjoying the sensation of two sets of hands, two mouths, two cocks filling her, bringing her such pleasure.

  Gently, he brushed the hair from her face and urged her to look into his eyes.

  “Céadsearc,” he murmured. “You’re so beautiful. The way you take us both…” He swallowed hard. “It’s amazing,” he finished, his voice ragged, his brogue dark and heavy.

  Unbelievably, her pussy convulsed a little as the sound of his voice. Even after all this, she wanted more. Shame made her look away. She should only want Kieran. He was the one she loved. And yet when she thought about Aodhan’s promise to take her ass, she couldn’t suppress the shiver of desire that riffled through her.

  As if he sensed her thoughts, she felt him again at her entrance, spreading the wet warmth of what could only be their combined releases, prepping her for his possession.

 
; Kieran turned her back to face him. “I love you. And I love that you’re doing this for me.”

  Beckett started to laugh at the ridiculousness of the situation, but the laugh turned into a moan as Aodhan scissored his fingers, spreading her ass. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed,” she moaned as she ground herself against Kieran’s rigid cock, “but it’s not exactly a hardship.”

  He took her mouth in a slow, searching kiss. When he released her lips, he whispered, “I can’t believe how hot it makes me to watch him drill you.”

  Her pussy quivered with need. Bracing her hands on his chest, she slid backward and took his cock into her body. His thick heat slid through the liquid evidence of the releases that had filled her so far tonight. It felt wicked to take her lover while her sheath was filled with another man’s cum, but it didn’t seem to bother Kieran…and it obviously hadn’t bothered Aodhan.

  She glanced over her shoulder at him. He gathered the moisture dripping from her and coated his cock with their fluids and did the same to her ass. Release coiled in her womb at the decadent sensuality of the act. At this rate, it wouldn’t take much to push her over the edge.

  Settling his hand on the small of her back, he stilled her motion and placed the head of his cock at her tight ring of muscles. Slowly, he pressed forward, spreading her untried muscles.

  Beckett bit her lip at the sharp flare of pain that radiated outward from where he worked to penetrate her.

  “Breathe, céadsearc. Just breathe through the pain. This is going to be so good. I promise.”

  “Relax, sweet Beckett. Soon there will be only pleasure for you.”

  She exhaled as the head of Aodhan’s cock passed that tight ring of muscles and pressed farther into her virgin territory. Inch by snug inch, he pushed deeper. The burn of him filling her ass and Kieran buried in her pussy was almost too much. Finally, he was in.