by Becca Van
Her breasts felt bigger than normal, the hard tips throbbing and her pussy clenching. Juices coated her folds and leaked out onto her inner thighs. Her legs trembled, feeling too weak to hold her up.
Mit released her lips, turned her by the waist, and then gave her a gentle push. She landed on the bed with a bounce and only then noticed that Wen had removed his clothes. She gasped when she saw his sexily, sculptured, muscular body and hoped she would get to touch. He was so sexy she started to salivate, but when she saw his cock, her mouth dropped open. His erect penis was long and thick, the shaft a darker hue than the rest of his body, but the head was a purplish color.
“See what you do to me, to us, honey. We want you so damn bad,” Wen rasped as he stalked toward her.
Krysta scooted back on the bed but stopped when Wen grabbed her ankle and shook his head. She had no idea what he wanted or what he was about to do, but she wanted to find out desperately.
He leaned over her and hungrily kissed her, pulling at both her ankles until her ass was back on the edge of the mattress, and then released her again. She felt him move and figured he must have knelt down when his hands shoved beneath the bottom of the T-shirt and caressed her belly.
“Your skin is so damn soft.” Wen pushed the shirt up and kissed her stomach before lifting it up and over her head.
“Look at those perfect breasts,” Mit rasped as he climbed onto the bed beside her.
Krysta bit her lip as she took in his gloriously naked body. His shoulders were wide, his chest muscular and his abs washboard hard. The definition of each of his muscles could be clearly seen as she perused his body. His thighs were thick with a slight sprinkling of dark hair, and his cock was bobbing up and down slightly. His dick wasn’t as long as Wen’s, but it looked as if it was thicker and there was a curve to his shaft. The head was broad with a drop of clear fluid glistening in the slit.
“I have to have a taste.” That was the only warning she got before he shifted closer, shoved her sports bra up over her breasts, exposing them to his gaze, dipped his head, and licked over one aching peak.
She had no idea what Wen was talking about when he said, “Me, too,” but didn’t really care.
Krysta’s eyes slid closed when Mit enveloped the hard peak in his mouth and whimpered when he began sucking on it. Shards of pleasure shot down from her breast right into her womb and pussy, causing her muscles to clench.
Wen tugged on the waistband of her shorts and nudged her thighs aside gently. Her first instinct was to clamp them closed tightly, but when she lifted her head to gaze down at him and saw him staring at her pussy and licking her lips, she ended up spreading them even more.
“Yes!” Wen exclaimed just before he lowered his head. He lifted his gaze to lock with hers as he took a long lick of her cunt. “So sweet.”
“Oh god,” Krysta moaned. She tried to stay still as both men sucked and licked at her skin, but it was an impossibility.
Wen laved his tongue over her clit rapidly and her muscles felt as if they had turned to liquid. Mit moved to the other breast, swirling his tongue around and around the nipple never quite touching it. She moaned and arched her chest up, begging him to take her into his mouth. And he did. He opened his mouth on a chuckle and then sucked her hard nipple in deep, suckling on the peak firmly.
Krysta sobbed with pleasure and then cried out as Wen pushed the tip of a thick finger into her cunt. Her muscles clenched reflexively before releasing again, cream weeping from her needy hole.
As he pressed that finger in deeper and deeper and then withdrew it, she began to rock her hips, hoping to get it back inside her and relieve the desirous ache. This time when he pushed back in he used two fingers, stretching her muscles and delicate tissues before withdrawing them and pressing in again.
Each time he drove them up inside her pussy he increased the speed, caressing the sensitive flesh inside, creating an exquisitely pleasurable friction that made her burn hotter, and the tension began to build.
Mit released her breast from her mouth with a pop, clasped her chin between finger and thumb, and then he kissed her. The kiss was hot, wild, and passionate ramping up her desire more than ever before.
Wen continued to pump his fingers in and out of her cunt, lapping at her clit until she wasn’t sure she could take anymore. Her muscles were so taut she thought they just might snap. Copious juices leaked from her in a steady stream and her body trembled.
Mit broke the kiss, cupped both her breasts in his hands, and then squeezed her nipples firmly between his fingers and thumbs. That was all it took to send her flying.
She screamed as she was assailed with ecstasy, causing her body to shiver and shake. Waves of heated nirvana washed over her again and again until she was left panting and seeing stars. The whole time she was coming Mit and Wen stroked, kissed, and licked, heightening the first climax she’d ever had. By the time she came down from that exquisite high, her legs felt as if they had no functioning muscles left and she couldn’t even summon up the energy to lift her head.
“Are you okay, baby?” Mit asked as he leaned over her.
“Mm-hmm.”
Wen chuckled. “I think we’ve just found a way to shut our mate up.”
Krysta smiled, too happy to take umbrage with him. Plus, she knew that he was joking.
Wen kissed her inner thigh. “Do you want more, honey?”
“Yes,” Krysta answered immediately. Although she just had her first most amazing orgasm, her insides were beginning to heat again.
“Let me help you,” Mit said before he lifted her further up the bed.
Wen climbed onto the mattress, his legs outside of hers and his arms near her shoulders. His elbows bent and he kissed her. She’d expected to be turned off by kissing him after he’d gone down on her, but the opposite was true. The taste of her juices on his lips wasn’t unpleasant and when his tongue entered her mouth she actually savored their combined flavor.
“Damn, you’re sexy, baby.” Mit’s hand cupped a breast before kneading it.
Wen released her lips, shifted so that his legs were inside of hers, and nudged her thighs apart. “Stay nice and relaxed for me, mate.”
Krysta looked down to see Wen holding the base of his hard cock in his hand as he aligned it with her pussy and then he began to push inside. Her wet tissues stretched and she gasped at the bliss she was experiencing. The further he delved inside the more she wanted.
He released his cock and came down on top of her, bracing his weight on his elbows and legs so he wouldn’t crush her. One of his hands cupped her cheek and he stared deeply into his eyes. “You feeling amazing, mate. So hot, tight, and wet.”
“You do, too,” she managed to gasp out between panted breaths.
“I don’t want to hurt you, honey.”
“You won’t. You aren’t.”
“But I may do so when I break your barrier.”
“I don’t care. I need you. Inside me. Now.”
“Try not to tense up,” Wen said before he kissed her. His tongue thrust into her mouth, gliding along and twirling around hers. She was so hot and achy she needed to move. Krysta shifted her hips up toward his, but since he was already lying on top of her and he was a lot bigger and stronger than she was, she didn’t move very far or get any more of his hard cock into her pussy.
Wen broke the kiss before licking and nibbling his way down her neck, over her collar bone and down her chest. She held her breath in anticipation and she wasn’t disappointed. He licked around first one areola before moving to the other, causing her areolae to contract. Her nipples ached and hardened more. She moaned and dug her nails into the back of his neck as she tried to pull him to where she needed him most. He chuckled, his warm breath wafting over the moisture he’d left behind, and her nipples throbbed along with her heartbeat. When he finally flicked his tongue over the hard nub, she whimpered and arched her chest up closer.
Krysta thought she was about to go mad with the hungry need, as
her body shivered with desire. She opened her mouth to demand he move but before she could put her words to voice he did just that and sank another inch into her hot, wet pussy.
“Oh god,” Krysta moaned as her legs shook and trembled with her arousal.
“You like that, honey?” Wen rasped as he withdrew before moving back into her.
She nodded since words were beyond her capability right then and groaned as he drew back once more. Krysta writhed beneath him as the exquisite friction along her internal walls caused her pussy to clench and drip with more cream. She didn’t know why he wasn’t all the way inside of her when her body was craving him to fill her but no matter what she did, he didn’t push all the way in.
When he lifted up onto his knees between her legs, she wanted to scream at him to come back. A sob of frustration escaped her mouth before she could quell it and she didn’t realize a tear had escaped the corner of her eye until Mit wiped it away.
“It’s okay, baby. Wen is going to fill you real soon.” Mit leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips. “He’s just making sure you feel pleasure before he takes your virginity.”
Krysta had no idea if she even had a hymen left, but after such an active life, especially the last couple of years fighting the demons, and because of her age, she didn’t think she’d have that pesky piece of skin. “Please?”
“Oh, I will, honey. You’ll be so pleased you’ll be screaming,” Wen panted between gasping air into his lungs.
“I can’t take much more,” Krysta moaned as Wen pushed back in before withdrawing again.
Each time he rocked his hips he increased the pace of his gliding cock, but not the depth or the strength of his thrusts. Mit cupped her face between his hands and turned her head toward his. His mouth opened over hers and she whimpered as the heat inside grew hotter. His tongue dueled around and slid along hers before he pulled back and nibbled on her lips, then sucking the lower one into his mouth.
“Mm,” Mit groaned just before he released her lip. “You taste so fucking good.” He shimmied down the bed, licking, sucking, and nibbling on her neck until he reached her chest. Cupping one breast in his large hand he kneaded and thrummed the nipple with his thumb, before sucking the other into his mouth. His tongue flicked and laved over the peak while he pinched and plucked at the other with his finger and thumb.
The muscles in her belly and pussy jumped and clenched as the tension inside her grew tauter. Her legs were shaking so much she had no control over them and they felt weak as if she’d just run a long way.
Wen shifted on his knees and pushed inside again, making her cry out as the head of his cock hit a deliciously sensitive sweet spot inside of her. Krysta threaded her fingers into Mit’s hair, clutching him to her breast as she tried to anchor herself to the bed. The fire racing through her veins was so hot she couldn’t stand it, and she felt as if she was about to combust and explode into a million pieces.
The moment Wen touched her clit her whole body jerked and when he rubbed his thumb on the sensitive bundle of nerves, she cried out as her body went rigid. His hips thrust forward, his cock driving into her fast, hard, and deep, causing her pussy to ripple around the length of his hard dick.
She could hear Wen’s panting breaths and he surged in and out of her cunt, one, two, three, four more times and as he surged to the hilt, her body snapped.
Krysta screamed as ecstasy coursed through her body. Her pussy walls clamped down around his thick cock before releasing for a second then clenching hard around him again. Cream dripped from her cunt, stars exploded before her eyes, and she could barely draw air into her lungs because of the way her body seized as rapture held her in its grip.
She didn’t even realize that Mit had moved aside again until Wen’s body came down on hers as he licked at her neck. His hips continued to pump, fucking her through the most amazingly blissful experience of her life. Just as the internal contractions began to wane, Wen sank his fangs into her flesh.
Krysta’s mouth opened on a silent scream, her vision dimming as she shot back up into the nirvanic stratosphere. Her ears rang and she heard a muffled roar in her left ear and didn’t know if she was hearing her own blood rushing through her veins until the roaring stopped and Wen’s hips jerked against hers.
Her pussy twitched each time his cock jerked inside as the phenomenal bliss began to slow and her vision returned, albeit a little hazy.
Krysta blinked a few times as the room came back into focus and just as she drew in a ragged breath she heard a loud crack.
Emotions she’d never felt before overwhelmed her and she blinked rapidly to dispel the tears burning the back of her eyes. She had no idea when she’d wrapped her arms around Wen but didn’t really care. All that mattered was how his muscles felt beneath her hands. His skin was slick with sweat making it easier to caress his body. She was sure she was coated in perspiration, too, after such an amazing experience.
As her breathing slowed she could feel the connection she had with Wen and her heart filled with warmth and joy. She was no longer alone. She had a mate, and from what she could feel now that they were connected, he cared for her, a lot more than she could ever have imagined. She felt as if she was a part of him and he was a part of her. Two souls bound as one and although that was more than a little scary after being independent for her whole life, it was also wonderful.
Krysta couldn’t wait to have that connection with Mit, too. She just hoped that when they were bound and they knew her better they wouldn’t regret the decision to make her theirs.
There was so much uncertainty with the shadow demons and their leader.
She wished that she was psychic so she could see the outcome, because she was worried that one or both of her mates would end up getting hurt or dying.
There was a knot of dread in her gut which she’d had for the last few months regarding the demonic and Apep. The demons had been way more active than ever before and she had the horrid feeling that things were about to come to a head.
She just hoped they all survived whatever it was that was coming.
Chapter Eight
Mit was so hungry for Krysta he had to clench his fists until his knuckles ached so he wouldn’t pull Wen away from her and scare her. Seeing his best friend and their mate making love was one of the sexiest things he’d ever seen. The only thing to top that sight was seeing Krysta in the throes of orgasm.
His cock bobbed, leaking pre-cum as he tried to push the image of her coming around his cock from his mind.
His gums ached and when he licked his dry lips he nearly cut his tongue as the sharp points of his fangs scraped across the surface. When he lifted his hand to run his fingers through his hair, he stared in disbelief when he saw it shaking and quickly lowered it back to his side and clenched it again.
“You’re amazing, honey,” Wen whispered as he lifted his head from Krysta’s neck. “Thank you for agreeing to be my mate.” Wen kissed her lips tenderly, reverently before lifting his head and easing his cock from her body.
It took all of Mit’s self-control to keep from pouncing on Krysta and shoving his cock into her wet cunt until he was balls deep. He closed his eyes and didn’t bother to open them when he felt the mattress dip as Wen moved from the bed. However, they snapped open when Krysta placed her hand on his thigh and caressed up and down his leg.
“Are you okay?” Krysta asked as her eyes ran over his body. The moment her gaze landed on his hard cock, he ground his teeth together, uncaring whether he cut his lip with his fangs or not.
Mit nodded and then changed his mind and shook his head instead. Krysta frowned at him but must have realized what his problem was when the frown on her face smoothed out and her mouth opened to form a shocked O.
He watched her intently, keeping his muscles frozen so he wouldn’t reach for her and scare her with the intense hunger pumping through his veins. Sweat beaded on his brow and upper lip as well as coating his entire body.
When the frown retur
ned to her face, he drew in a deep breath and held it for a few moments before exhaling slowly.
“Are you in pain?”
Mit didn’t really want to answer that question, because although he wasn’t in pain in the true sense of the word, he was in a world of hurt. He licked his lower lip and nearly groaned when Krysta’s eyes followed the movement and when she met his gaze again, her pupils were dilated and her eyes were hazed over with hunger. His nostrils flared as he inhaled and this time he couldn’t stop the groan from rumbling up from his chest and out of his mouth.
He hadn’t even noticed he’d closed his eyes until they snapped open the moment Krysta caressed down his belly toward his hard, aching cock. When she squeezed her fingers around his girth, his control snapped.
Mit clasped her slim waist in his hands, lifted her from the mattress, and flipped her until she was on her hands and knees. Even through his haze of famishment he was thankful that he had a smidgeon of control left to dip his finger into her pussy to make sure she was ready for him.
The moment he withdrew his finger from her wet cunt, he grasped her hips firmly and nudged her knees wider. He swallowed hard when he looked down. Her sexy ass was tilted up toward him and as his gaze dropped lower he could see the dew glistening on her bare pussy lips.
“Sorry,” was the only word he managed to get out before he aligned his cock with her entrance and shoved his way in deep.
Krysta’s shocked gasp was enough to break through the sexual haze he was entrenched in and guilt assailed him. He felt terribly guilty for doing that to her when she’d been a virgin and was probably feeling sore.
“Are you okay?” As he waited for her answer and hoped like hell she wouldn’t ask him to pull out because he wasn’t sure he’d be able to, he prayed her answer would be yes.
“Yes!” Krysta gasped. “More. Please?”
Mit sighed in relief, drew his cock back until just the tip rested inside her tight, hot, wet pussy, and then drove in deep again.