Legend of the Feral 3: Passion's Roots (Siren Publishing LoveEdge)

by Jenny Penn

  She licked and sucked him until his dick wilted ever so slightly and he began to relax around her. The hand in her hair slid free, only to be replaced by Jaxon’s as he pulled Jezie toward him.

  “It’s my turn now, wench.”

  Jezie had known that was coming and was all too eager to practice this strange power she’d just learned she possessed. Though the Shardars might be masters of everything they laid claim to, she was in control of their pleasure. That was a heady realization.

  So this time she took her time, enjoying tormenting Jaxon with his own instructions and knowing that whenever she decided he would come he would come and not before then. Jaxon let her have her way with him until finally he was trembling uncontrollably, and then his hand tightened on her head and began to prove just who was really the boss.

  He pounded her head up and down his thick length until, with a mighty roar, he came in a rush. Once again, Jezie was swallowing as fast as she could but still couldn’t catch it all. That didn’t bother her. She liked licking him clean. Jaxon tolerated her teasing until finally the fingers that had gone slack in her hair tightened and he lifted her away from his dick.

  “Ah, wench, you treated me well and roused my hunger. I do believe it is time for dessert. Come, feed me your tits.”

  Chapter 7

  Feed him my what?

  Jezie’s breath caught at that command, and she swallowed, uncertain of just what he wanted her to do. Jaxon must have read the confusion in her gaze because, with a sigh, he settled his large hands around her waist and lifted her right off the bed. He brought her down until her legs bent around either side of his chest and the wet folds of her intimate flesh pressed down against the heated wall of his chest.

  Jezie blushed at her position, but there was no time for her to worry over the matter. Releasing her waist, Jaxon’s hands lifted to cup her breasts. He pressed them together, his thumbs coming out to cover her aching nipples and roll them with enough pressure to make her mew. She could feel her molten flesh weep with the strange delight that tingled through her body.

  “Hold your tits like this for me,” Jaxon commanded, a smile curling at the edges of his lips as Jezie hesitated for only a second. “Very good, wench. Now lean forward and offer me a taste.”

  This time she didn’t even hesitate. With her breath caught and her whole body tensed with anticipation, she leaned slowly forward until the sensitive tip of her nipple brushed against the smooth, silken arch of his lips. For a moment, Jaxon sat still, allowing her to tease herself as she gave in to the instinctive urge to rub her puckered bud along his lips.

  The small, soft caresses unleashed a sparkling delight that had her tingling from head to toe. It almost tickled, and she was a second away from giggling when Jaxon’s lips finally parted and his tongue rolled out over the puckered peak of her breast. It felt as though he had branded her. A bolt of searing rapture shot down her spine, leaving Jezie gasping for breath.

  Using his tongue, teeth, and lips, Jaxon began to devour first one and then the other breast, sucking on the hardened tips until Jezie’s hips began to shift and flex, grinding her wet heat into his chest. She enjoyed the slight rasp of his coarse hair against the sensitive nub exposed by her parted folds. It sent tingles of pleasure through her, making her rub against him even harder in an attempt to increase the sensation.

  Jaxon released her breast with a wet pop, letting his hands glide over hers so that his thumbs could continue to rub her distended nipple. Jezie moaned, arching her back to deepen his touch. If only he would put one of those hands between her legs and touch her as his brother had before.

  “Delicious,” the warrior rumbled, the vibrations of his words teasing the insides of her tights. “But I desire a new flavor now, pet. Come, feed me your pussy.”

  Her what? Jezie’s lust-fogged mind tried to comprehend what he was saying. He was going to put his mouth there?

  Her needy cunt clenched in excitement, thrilled at the idea and wanting to experience such a decadent caress. Surely, it was wrong. To allow such a thing was…was…dirty, filthy, and so unbelievably exciting her hips were lifting of their own accord.

  Jaxon’s strong hands moved to her hips as he lifted her to the position he wanted. Slowly he lowered her down toward his mouth, and his hot breath fanned across her sensitive folds, making her shiver with anticipation. Still, she jumped when the tip of his tongue slid along the seam of her nether lips.

  He sucked lightly on the plump folds before his tongue slipped past their protective barrier to lick its way upward toward the quivering button at the top of her pussy. Lapping repeatedly on her clit, he rolled and flicked the little nub, working it into a firestorm of sensation that bloomed throughout her body, making her writhe and shudder. A small scream escaped her control and seemed to feed Jaxon’s ferocity.

  As he increased his pace, a hand slid up her body to cup her breast. It was Kragen. He shifted to kneel beside her. His fingers were working her nipple in rhythm with his brother’s tongue on her clit. It was overwhelming. Her body could not contain such pleasure.

  * * * *

  The scent of Jezie’s release thickened in the air, making Kragen growl. He was hungry, and his brother’s loud snacking didn’t help. That was his pussy now. It was his turn to have a taste. With that thought hardening into motion, Kragen reached out and latched onto Jezie’s hips, jerking her back on her knees and over Jaxon’s legs as his brother snarled.

  Whatever complaint he’d been about to issue got lost, though, as Jezie latched down onto Jaxon’s cock, sucking greedily on his brother’s dick even as Kragen shoved her legs wide and slid beneath the pussy dripping with sweet, heated cream.

  Nuzzling his face deeper into her cunt, Kragen speared his tongue into her spasming depths and began to gorge himself on her delectable taste. Jezie stiffened above him as he fucked his tongue deep into her cunt and allowed the beast to lengthen his tongue, widen it, so that he could tease even more of her sensitive inner muscles. A quick flick over the sweet spot buried within her depths had her shuddering anew as Jaxon began to grunt, assuring Kragen that whatever pleasure he gave Jezie she was giving it right back to his brother.

  That drove Kragen to be only more ruthless. He brought his hands down to help him drive her from one orgasm to the next. Fucking his fingers deep into her tight sheath, he began to stretch her muscles wide, preparing her for the day when his dick would do the same. While he continued to screw her with fast, hard strokes, Kragen’s mouth returned to her clit.

  This time he sucked on the little nub, nipping at it with his teeth till her cunt clenched around his fingers, trying to pull them even deeper into her heat. When they were soaked with the slick proof of her release, he again gave in to the beast’s urge to drink from her weeping core once more.

  His hand slid around to her ass. Jezie was too lost in the throes of her never-ending climax to tense as he began to lubricate her back entrance. Slowly he pushed one finger in, forcing the tight ring of muscles at her entrance to give.

  When he had worked in a second, he slid his tongue back down toward her sheath, screwing his tongue deep into her hot, clinging depths as he began to fuck both her ass and her pussy. The sense of fullness made his little wench scream even as Jaxon roared, but Jezie abandoned his brother, and her hips began to pump as she focused on fucking herself onto his tongue and fingers.

  Kragen let her ride him to her fulfillment. This time the peak must have been too much for the innocent because she ripped herself away from him. Falling to the mattress, she curled into a tight ball as if she were trying to contain the hard shudders racking her body.

  He allowed her the moments she needed to calm down and regain some sense of reality. Kragen wanted her aware for what he planned next. When her sobs had quieted to murmured hiccups and her breathing had evened out, he lifted her chin so that her glassy eyes met his determined gaze.

  “I did not give you permission to move, wench, for I was not done with you. You have
earned another punishment.” Kragen paused, letting his words sink in. “Up, on your knees and hands, wench. I want that beautiful ass in the air.”

  * * * *

  Jezie didn’t have the ability to obey Kragen’s command. She didn’t even have the mind left to worry about what he intended to do. Her entire being was mush. If both brothers would just leave her alone, she’d have gladly passed out right there and then.

  It wasn’t up to her, though. With quick, efficient motions Kragen lifted her into the position he wanted, pressing her face down into the soft bedding as he forced her hips up, but her knees refused to hold her weight, and Jezie began to immediately melt downward into the mattress.

  A hard slap to her ass and barked command for her to remain still cut through the fog that had thickened in her mind. Jezie came back to the moment with a clarity that this new position left her even more vulnerable than she had been yet. Her back was arched, lifting her ass high into the air. With her knees spread, not only was her quivering mound completely exposed, but so, too, was the tender back entrance.

  This was a mating position, one that afforded Kragen his choice of channels to ride. Jezie’s stomach clenched. Now surely was the moment when he would take her innocence. As objectionable as that idea should have been, had it been hours before, she could not have denied that her body welcomed this new experience. Everything Jaxon and Kragen had done to this point had filled her with a pleasure she had not known possible.

  Now she understood why women tended to be possessive of men. This was definitely worth coveting. That thought had her mind racing with the sudden realization that she was nothing but a toy to these men. Before that fear could catch on, Jaxon ran a hand down her spine and soothed her with both a gentle touch and a sweet assurance.

  “There, there, wench, don’t look so worried. You are most special to us. So fear not that we would ever hurt you.”

  Jezie believed him. This was special. They were special, and she trusted them. It didn’t matter if she didn’t have a reason. Jezie was used to relying on her instincts, and they whispered at her to relax. There was no danger here.

  “You are too tight for us to penetrate,” Jaxon continued on as she felt Kragen leave the bed and heard him trod across the floor. “We will need to stretch you before we can take you. Do you understand?”

  Not really. While her rational mind warned her that didn’t sound right, her body thrilled at the very suggestion in his tone. That left Jezie with only one answer to give, and she whispered it out with soft hesitancy.

  “Yes, Shardar.”

  “Very good.” Jaxon patted her ass as Jezie sensed Kragen returning. “Now we’re going to pack your little cunt full, and if it’s too much at any point, you’re to tell us so. Understood?”

  “Yes, Shardar,” Jezie answered, feeling tears fill her eyes at the proof of their consideration.

  She didn’t know why Mariam and the rest had been so worried. The Shardars were not the monsters that the other witches clearly feared. Then again, they warned each other of the pain of allowing a man to touch them. Little did they know there was no pain. Only pleasure.

  “Very good, wench,” Jaxon murmured as something cold and thick pressed against the entrance to her body. “Now I want you to take a deep breath and let it out slowly, relaxing as you do.”

  Jezie obeyed, sucking in a great gasp of air and releasing it along with her fears as she felt Kragen press whatever toy he held inward past the tight ring of muscles guarding her virgin entrance. Her eyes rounded with the sudden sensation of being full. It grew until she thought she could bear no more and then slowly receded as Kragen pulled back the fake phallus he was using on her.

  She felt its shape as he continued to pump the slender dildo deeper and deeper into her sheath. With each stroke, the pressure and the tension building inside of her grew greater until Jezie was aching for more, her hips lifting in anticipation of the toy’s movements.

  Her rocking motions gained in speed as the tremors of another explosive climax began to quake through her, but it would not break. She needed more. She needed thicker and deeper, harder and faster, and unbidden the longing to have his mouth once again kissing her intimate flesh rose up until Jezie was all but shaking with her need.

  That need twisted into a volatile churning as Kragen finally settled the plastic cock deep into her body and left it to turn his attention to her ass. Jezie tensed as he spread her cheeks, but no fear or worry could catch hold as he began to spread a slick lubricant over her back entrance. His fingers pressed inward, slowly stretching her there as well until Jezie ached in a way she never knew she could.

  Then his touch retreated, leaving her there on the edge of something she did not understand but longed for.

  * * * *

  Jaxon watched Jezie’s delicate features clench tight before she turned her face into the mattress. He suspected she was trying to adjust to the sensations that were not totally pleasant, not now. Soon, though, she would come to love being filled by two cocks. There would come a time when she would beg for more.

  Now, though, it was his and Kragen’s duty to guide her through the beginning steps and show her the rapture that a man’s body could give her. Until then, there were other delights they could introduce her to. With that in mind, Jaxon moved back to the wardrobe and selected two more toys.

  By the time he returned to the bed, Jezie’s breathing had already started to even out, proving that she was growing accustomed to the two toys buried deep inside of her. Kragen was giving her the moment to adjust, but Jaxon wasn’t so inclined as he circled the bed to pass one of the toys in his hand over to his brother.

  Free now, he reached for the end of the dildo sticking out of Jezie’s pink folds. She looked so soft, so delicate, and the toy so thick and hard. He couldn’t help but to pull the toy back and enjoy the sight of her little cunt clinging to it before he pressed it back inward with a slick suctioning sound that told him how much she was enjoying being stuffed full of cock.

  That assurance fed Jaxon’s feral side, and he couldn’t help but take advantage of the opportunity to fuck her, treating Jezie to a hard, fast screwing that had her gasping and writhing in release within minutes. Their shy, little virginal mate sure could come hard and quick. Buried beneath the layers of propriety was a wanton spirit that he knew would enjoy what came next.

  With that in mind, he released the dildo after he settled it all the way back into her cunt and stepped back to nod at Kragen, who smiled and raised his flogger into the air. Without a hint of warning, he cracked it over the plush globes of Jezie’s ass, making her squeal and leaving a pink flush darkening over her cheek.

  Jaxon met and matched the challenge, cracking his own whip down over the other side of Jezie’s ass and eliciting another shriek from their little mate. He could well imagine just how she was feeling in that moment but showed no mercy as he joined his brother in tormenting her into a quivering, moaning mass of shivers.

  Then they got serious.

  * * * *

  Jezie didn’t know what was happening to her. She felt as if she was being torn into pieces and recreated as a creature of wanton need. Her body was a mass of rioting emotions, pain, pleasure, and, above all, frustration. She was so close, so close to the amazing explosion dancing just out of reach.

  Her ass felt as if it were on fire, heated from without and within thanks to the toy making every crack of Jaxon’s and Kragen’s whips stretch and burn muscles unfamiliar to such activity. Every movement caused it to press harder on the second cock, making her feminine sheath tighten down around the toy. If only now one of the brothers would play with it again, it would not even take two strokes for the inferno radiating out of her mound to explode and consume her in its ecstatic embrace. Then, sweet mercy of the goddess overhead, one of them did just that and lit up Jezie’s world.

  Lost once again, she lost herself in the throes of a release so devastating she lost all sense of time and place, but that didn’t stop
either Jaxon or Kragen, though they did abandon their whips. Kragen moved around the bed and presented her with the thick head of his weeping cock, and she knew just what he wanted. Jezie didn’t hesitate to open her mouth and welcome him in.

  This time Kragen could not tolerate any teasing and growled out a warning that was completely lost on Jezie. She didn’t need to be threatened anyway. She was more than eager for another taste. Apparently so was Jaxon. He stretched out beneath her, clamping his lips over her clit and making Jezie’s entire world start to whirl again.

  The soul-shattering ecstasy built back up until pure bliss was pumping through her veins and she felt like a living, breathing flame, one fueled by a lust so deep she didn’t think it would ever be extinguished. The only solace Jezie had was that she was not alone.

  Kragen was right there with her, groaning and grunting, his hips pumping in an ever-increasing rhythm that matched the wild pound of her own heart. They were bound in a way that went beyond flesh, and as she came in a glorious rush, so did he, flooding her mouth with the spicy proof of his own release.

  It was all too much. Jezie felt the exhaustion darkening along the edges of the sparkling delight making her whole body tingle. Slowly everything faded away, and she drifted into the deep, peaceful slumber of the not-so-innocent.

  * * * *

  Kragen brushed back the strands of hair sticking to Jezie’s face and smiled. They’d worn the little witch out. That thought filled him with a sense of satisfaction that went deeper than mere flesh, and he felt a strange warmth take hold of his heart. It had him lifting her off the bed with a tender gentleness that he’d never shown anybody before.