Steve chuckled against her breast, lifting his head to grin. “We can partial shift and let some of our more animal sides come out to play, now that you’ve accepted us for what we are, as well as who we are.”
“Oh, god!”
“He’s gotten his tongue to go deep inside you, hasn’t he,” Steve whispered against her ear, tweaking her nipple between his fingers. The sting of pain made her body arch and her brain short-circuit. Combined with the feeling of Ben’s eagle tongue swirling against her inner walls, it was unlike anything she ever felt before and was also intensely arousing. “I’ve got my own kind of tongue, too.”
Steve dipped his head again, swirling his suddenly rougher tongue in a tantalizing slow circle around her nipple before zeroing in on her hardened aching nub, rubbing the flat of his tongue against it, the friction of his cat-like tongue making her moan and pant loudly.
She could do nothing, but fully surrender, lost in a sea of sensation. Her body trembled and she wantonly writhed between her two amazing, magical men.
Her heart pounded and her breathing shallow feeling fire filling her veins. Ben pulled out only to push back into her depths again and again, his tongue dancing over hot spots within her with perfect precision every time. Her scalp tingled and her muscles tightened. They were pushing her closer to an intense climax.
Ben moaned sensing her hips moving of their own volition, bucking against his talented mouth. Her back arched further and her toes curled. They both gripped tightly to her hips and back not letting her fall, when she exploded. Every nerve ending in her body came alive and she trembled against the intense pleasure crashing into her.
Ben pulled back, and as she slowly drifted back to earth, Ben and Steve moved, lifting her and moving her between them. Ben now pushed against her front, taking her mouth as Steve’s hot naked, smooth skin heated her back. Ben’s eyes glowed, too, as he smiled at her. “You’re so beautiful when you come, sweetheart.” He kissed her, deeply, hungrily. She kissed him back with almost matched fervour, tasting her own essence on his lips peaked her arousal all over again.
Their fingers moved over her body, caressing and groping; Steve kissing her neck and shoulders while his hands kneaded her arse. Her body tingled with the lingering aftereffects of her climax and re-igniting the fire inside of her. She felt her hips move in slow circles and her pussy clenched.
Desperate and aching to be filled, they would not hurry, taking their time with each movement, their every touch and kiss pushing her into almost insanity.
Steve’s hand trailed inward and he ran a strong finger between her arse cheeks. When his finger found her tight backdoor, she moaned into Ben’s mouth while a shudder went through her. They carefully prepared her for this moment, and she was beyond ready to feel them both inside her.
“Easy, baby,” Steve nipped at her shoulder, massaging her rear entrance, moving in a circle, and then pushing a sole digit inside. She groaned with the invasion and Ben broke the kiss to run his lips down her throat while his hand slid between the folds of her slickened sex to gently press down on her swollen clit. It made her buck against Steve’s finger pushing him deeper into her arse.
She heard the snick of a cap, and didn’t know how and when they procured the lube. Steve’s finger pulled out for a moment before he then pushed his slickened fingers back into her, stretching her further.
Darts of pleasure jolted through her and her pulse quickened. She felt a hum of something else surrounding them, it kind of felt like static electricity in the air. Her hips moved in a motion mimicking Steve’s fingers pushing in and out of her arse.
Ben pressed his hips forward, his erection replacing his finger on her clit sliding up and down her wet folds, making her moan and then gasp as his cock head engaged with the mouth of her sex and he plunged into her. Ben caught her mouth when she cried out; he filled her oh, so deeply.
“Goddess, beautiful, you’re always so hot, wet, and tight around me. If I had my way I’d never leave your snug pussy.”
Arial would have giggled at the vision of him walking around with her attached to his cock all day long, but Steve removed his fingers and placed the tip of his cock at her back entrance.
“Breathe deep, baby, then let it out slowly. This’ll burn a bit, but you’re amazing and I know you can take it.” Steve kissed her neck and she obeyed by sucking in a deep breath. “That’s our good girl.”
The head of his cock pressed against her rear, demanding entrance. Letting out her breath slowly, the tip of Steve’s cock, which is much larger than any of the toys they used to stretch her the past few weeks, slipped past the ring of muscles. Ben pulled out of her pussy and she cried out. It burned slightly, radiating up her spine, feeling Steve ease himself deeper.
“Fuck, she’s tight,” Steve ground out between clenched teeth.
“Take it easy, buddy.” Ben’s voice was tight and low.
The burn also laced with pleasure crashed into her, making her pant. She gripped Ben’s shoulders as he again toyed with her clit, still holding his cock barely inside her pussy walls, while Steve worked himself deeper into her arse, until he was seated fully.
“Oh, oh, don’t stop!” She panted.
“Damn, beautiful, I’m not going to last. She’s squeezing me tighter than a fucking boa-constrictor!” Steve hissed.
Ben kissed her and pushed his cock back inside her body. Her eyes widened at the feel of them both buried deep and snug; she never felt so full.
Ben grabbed her arms and wound them around his neck. “Hang on sweetheart, we need to move or embarrass ourselves.”
Arial barked a strangled laugh, making both men groan when her vaginal and anal walls tightened around them.
They began to move, each pulling back and then sliding back into her in unison. The friction made her head spin, she felt light headed, every nerve cell bombarded with overloaded pleasure.
Starting slowly, they started moving faster and faster until moving at such a fast pace, it left her gasping for air.
Their hands roamed over her body, groping as they fucked her. It was primal, animalistic and savage. Arial loved every damn second of it. She cried out and wantonly writhed between her men, losing herself in their punishing rhythm.
The same electricity she felt before grew stronger. Her body was on fire and blazing heat flooded her veins. The pressure inside of her built at a breakneck speed. Arial knew she wouldn’t be able to take it for long. She would explode and fracture into billons of pieces…
…and it would be glorious, she wanted it, longed for it.
“Do you accept us, Arial?” Steve’s words penetrated straight into her mind. They were in her mind, and in her body, they were becoming one.
“Be our Bond, be our One?” Ben’s voice joined Steve’s.
“Yes, yes, yes!”
A tingling heat rushed up her neck and into her face. “I am yours, your bond, your one!”
Her men fucked her with unrelenting force, driving themselves harder and deeper than ever before. Steve reached around and closed his strong fingers around her nipple, pinching and pulling roughly, and Ben snaked his hand between her legs, rubbing her swollen clit. The extra attention was more than she could take; the pleasure too intense to bear.
Her orgasm crashed into her, and it was furious and all-consuming. Her head thrashed and a ragged cry ripped through her. Her hips bucked desperately forward and back. A powerful electric vibration shot through her body, leaving every fibre of her being humming in its wake.
She was vaguely aware of first Steve, and then Ben thrusting into her one final time, letting out growling cries as they stiffened, their cocks pulsed and their seeds deposited deep inside of her. It was all she could take, the world spinning way too fast for her to handle, she went limp between them passing clean out.
Chapter Eleven
Ben couldn’t blame Steve for the stupid, sappy look on his friend’s face. Ben gazed back to their one. Fuck, he felt his chest could burst with the
love and joy she brought him. Steve tenderly stroked her hair. They had been warned the power of the bonding, and the goddess’ blessing would knock Arial out for a while.
As neither wanted to be parted, not even half an inch from her at this momentous point of their lives, they carried her upstairs to the master bedroom, settling her between them. Touching and stroking her tenderly, their constant touch helped reassure her she was alright, breathing and bringing a sense of reality to the fact she was truly their one. He almost felt like breaking out in a fucking, pansy dance.
Although nothing could stop them from worrying, their fathers assured them she would awaken when ready.
“You want to see if lunch is ready? She’ll be hungry when she wakes.” Steve pulled him from his overly emotional thoughts.
Yeah, like that was going to happen. Ben shot Steve a deadly glare. “You go see if lunch is ready, I’m not leaving her.”
“Buddy, I’m not leaving her, either. I’ll call you when she wakes…okay, okay?” Steve huffed when Ben let out a low growl. “Coward.” Steve muttered in good humour, letting his gaze return to Arial, his hand sliding down her naked thigh.
Ben’s cock was already hard again, but it was too soon before they could take her again. No doubt she would be sore. It was a fantastic memory; one he’d always remember how her hot tight arse squeezed the life out of his dick.
Steve chuckled. “I’d tell you to keep it in your pants, but as we’re not wearing any…”
Ben rolled his eyes. “Guess, I’ll have to man up and see to our woman’s needs. You’re lucky I’m feeling generous.”
Ben flipped him the bird when Steve sighed heavily, clearly reluctant to leave.
Arial breathed deeply and stirred. They both froze, watching as her eyes fluttered and she did a little kitten stretch making Ben want to pounce again when greeted with a two pools of beauty when her eyes opened. Steve fell into them and also a little deeper in love with her.
“Hello, beautiful.” Yeah, he had a big fucking, sappy smile on his face matching Steve’s. He didn’t care.
Her lips curved up into a smile.
“Are you alright, sweetheart? How do you feel?” Steve hovered like a nursemaid, a worried frown on his face. She stretched again and winced a little, and then licked her lips before replying.
“Just a touch sore. Other than that wonderful.”
“You know, there’s no getting away from us now, my sweetheart.” Ben ran his fingers through her fiery red hair, which gleamed in the midday sunlight shining through the window. He wound her long locks around his fist.
“And why would I want to get away from you?” Her eyebrow arched when glancing between them.
“Smart answer.” Steve leaned down, his lips meeting hers in what Ben saw as a tender, loving kiss. Steve pulled away. “I’m going to see to lunch, and then how about a walk down to the lake where we can go get ourselves lost in the maze for a while.”
“Sounds perfect.” Her radiant smile tugged at Steve’s heart.
“You.” Steve pointed at Ben. “Take care of our woman.” He strode butt naked out of the bedroom.
Arial licked her lips, watching Steve’s arse. “That man’s going to make me blind one day.” Ben grumbled.
“I heard that!” Steve called from the hallway. Arial giggled, turning to Ben. He winked roguishly at her. Unable to resist, he leaned down and took her lips in a more hardened, passionate kiss than Steve. She panted; her blue eyes bright with desire when he pulled back.
“Sweetheart, you can’t look at me like that. I know you’re sore and Steve would have my head on a platter if I made love to you so soon.”
She wrapped her arms around him, snuggling into his chest. “I’m never too sore for my men. It’s a good kind of sore.”
“You are amazing, do you know that? But, it’ll do me some good to practice some self-restraint.”
“What if I don’t have any?” She shifted; her smile downright wicked, her hand gliding over his chest, heading north. He sucked in a sharp breath, feeling her hand moving lower over his stomach and under the sheet. “Self-restraint.”
Her hot little hand curled around his erection, he hissed at the contact. “Will you let me?”
“Goddess, Arial.” He grit his teeth as her tentative hand slid down his shaft before making a return run. “Why would I ever stop you? Do what you want baby, nothing is out of bounds, we’re all yours as much as you’re ours.”
Her smile filled with lust and pride; she wiggled her soft curves to move lower, the sheets sliding off their bodies. Her heart shape arse pushed into the air as she knelt between Ben’s spread legs, stroking his length and making him grip the sheets. Her touch was pure magic. He threw back his head and groaned when she opened her mouth and slid it over his bulbous head, gently suckling.
Goddess, she would be the death of me…dying from pure pleasure wasn’t a bad way to go. Arial ran her hand along his length, her fingers feathering as if learning every ridge, bump, and vein which brought her as much pleasure as she was currently giving him.
Her eyes flicked up to him, clearly wanting his approval. “Baby, you’re amazing, don’t stop now.”
She let her tongue run over his head, and then down along his shaft. He groaned again louder. “C’mon, sweetheart, you’re killing me here. I want to feel your hot mouth on my cock.”
She chuckled softly, which vibrated down his dick; he gripped the sheets tighter, the fabric in danger of being torn to shreds.
Her mouth slid over the rim of the head and down his cock, sucking him deep inside, and at the same time wrapping her small hand around the base, pumping what she couldn’t fit in her mouth.
Back and forth she went, sucking with strong pulls, making him groan and lose his mind about how his one made him feel. He was going to lose it way too soon like a pubescent teen.
“Damn, baby, you’re too fucking good at this…I don’t…think…I can… “ He groaned when her soft hand slipped lower, rolling and squeezing his balls, his body tightening, and the pleasure rush tingling through his body, centring on his cock. “I’m coming, baby, Goddess!”
The sheets tore under his fists while his cum shot uncontrollably from his body into her hot willing mouth. It was even hotter when she swallowed it all down, making little humming noises. She softened her suctioning before licking around his pulsing shaft until his shudders subsided.
She lifted her head with a self-satisfied, knowing gleam in her eyes. Ben, still breathing hard stared at her and realised, Damn, she knows she has me hook, line, and fucking sinker. There was nothing he wouldn’t do for his woman and he wouldn’t have it any other way.
* * * *
Carl’s rented car rolled to a stop while he surveyed the area; dusk would soon fall. Still, those clueless bastards didn’t have any idea they were being followed.
“This looks good, narrow, lots of shrubs and trees.”
He wanted to smack the sour expression off Belinda’s face, the bitch. Although skinny, she wined and complained more than half the time. Although he fucked her, he preferred his women compliant and with a thrilling look of fear and helplessness in their eyes. His hands tightened on the steering wheel. Once Arial was back in his grasp, he would teach her the consequence of ever leaving him. The anticipation of her face filled with terror made him almost giddy with excitement and also hard.
“How do you plan to lure them out? We have no idea when they’ll leave the fucking place.”
“Relax.” He pulled up to the side of the road. “I’ve got it under control. With one call, they’ll be rolling through here within the hour, but best wait until dark.”
“Who are you calling to do that?”
He glanced at her with an exasperated sigh. I suppose she couldn’t help being a stupid bitch, like all women.
“Don’t worry, I have contacts, all we need to do is set the scene, and then wait. You’ll have what you want and so will I.” Carl smiled easily through his lie.
She folded her arms seemingly unconvinced. “This better work.”
“Get out. I don’t want you getting hurt when I crash the car.”
“How will we get back if the car’s damaged?”
Carl fought back the urge to slap the woman. “I won’t crash it too badly; we’ll still be able to drive it. Now, get out.”
She finally obeyed, opening the door and stepping out, wobbling on her insanely high heels on the uneven ground.
He watched her move out of the way, and then reversed up, lining up the car with a tree across the road. Leaving the engine running, but in Park, he got out. With a quick glance around, he spotted a large rock under a tree. Grabbing the heavy weight, he put it on the accelerator pedal, the engine revved loudly. Carl leaned in and shoved the gear into Drive before jumping, clearing the car as it shot forward. The fast movement made him topple back, falling onto his arse. Not taking his eyes from the car, he saw the side hit the tree with a loud thump. It spluttered before cutting out.
“It doesn’t look convincing.” Belinda stood in the middle of the road with her hands on her bony hips, eyeing the crash critically.
Carl’s lips curled in annoyance; he climbed to his feet and dusted himself off, before striding over to the woman.
“Your right, what we need to make this look more authentic is a crash victim.” Carl let his lip curl up into a smile, his gaze raking over Belinda’s body.
“I took acting lessons. It’ll be a breeze if only we had a bit of fake blood.”
The bitch couldn’t act her way out of a wet paper bag. “Would you open the passenger side door, and I’ll smash the windows to make it look better.”
She toddled in her heels to the car, complying, using both hands to pry open the door. Carl stayed behind her. “You know, we don’t need fake blood to make it look convincing.”
Belinda’s face was downright ugly when she frowned. I’ll shut her up soon enough.
“Why? Acting injured, I think needs some fake blood, and then again I don’t want to ruin my new top.”
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