Taken by Her Mates

by Grace Goodwin

  My head fell back and I groaned as his cock stretched me wide, the sensation of being full only the beginning of what I knew was coming. Nial’s hands gripped my hips and held me in place with his cock buried deep. He was all the way in, his cock so big that I felt as if he’d claimed me already. Shifting his hips, Nial slid lower in the chair and I was angled over him slightly, my bottom sticking out.

  Ander was right there, waiting. His hand came to my bottom and stroked over it as he leaned forward, placing his other hand on the arm of the chair.

  “You’re going to feel my fingers on that tight little ass,” Ander said. I did and I startled, but I wanted this. I remembered what it felt like when Nial fucked me with the plug in my ass. The sensation so intense that I longed to feel it again. But this time, I knew, would be even more. Ander’s cock was huge, and hard, and warm. I wanted his hard body at my back, his arms around me plucking my breasts as they both fucked me. I wanted Nial sliding into my pussy with that look of ecstasy on his face, his strong chest mine to explore, his lips mine to kiss. I wanted his tongue down my throat as they fucked me, as they made me writhe and scream and come so many times I forgot my own name. I moaned, already feeling lost.

  “Shh,” Ander crooned. “There’s lubricant on my fingers. You feel how slick they are. I’m going to work it into you, over you, then on my cock so I’ll slide right in.”

  As he spoke, he began to push and stretch my opening, taking his time to work a finger into me. I kept my eyes on Nial’s as Ander worked. Somehow, Nial remained still, content with just his cock filling me. I could sense his eagerness to fuck, to slide out and thrust deep, but he was going to wait so they could take me together.

  I sucked in a breath when Ander’s finger breached my back entrance. It was then that he began to work the lube into me thoroughly. I didn’t know how long it took, but he was liberal with it and his finger was able to slide in easily and without discomfort. I clenched my inner muscles around Nial’s cock and wiggled my hips, ready for Ander. I wanted him inside me. I needed both of my mates. I needed to feel taken, owned, claimed. I wanted everyone from this damn planet to know these two men were mine. I owned them. I was the only woman in the universe who could give them such pleasure.

  Mine.

  Perhaps it was the collars that allowed Ander to sense my response to his touch, for he tended to me perfectly. All at once, he pulled free and I looked over my shoulder to see him pull his cock from his pants and coat it with the lube. It was red and swollen, pulsing and eager, shiny and slick.

  Nial took hold of my chin and turned me to face him again.

  “Once Ander is in that virgin ass, we’ll fuck you.”

  My eyes widened when I felt Ander’s cock poised at my back entrance, then as he nudged forward. I closed my eyes as Ander’s dirty talk reached my ears, turning me on.

  “Breathe, Jessica. Think of how good it’s going to feel. Can you sense Nial’s need for you? He’s holding back. Your pussy is so hot and tight that it’s making him hurt. You’re so perfect for us, just being in that hot pussy can make him come.” Ander talked as he pushed further. “I’m so hot for you, my cock is aching to get inside. Relax, breathe, feel our need.”

  I sighed and focused on the collar’s power, the connection I shared with my mates. I let their pleasure wash over me. I sighed at the bliss of it and all at once, Ander pushed past that tight ring and he was in.

  Crying out, I opened my eyes and looked at Nial.

  “That’s it. Such a good girl. You’re so tight.” It was Nial’s turn to reassure me, Ander apparently so overcome by slowing filling my ass with his thick cock that he couldn’t speak.

  Arching my back, I allowed him to slide even further. There was no pain, only the unbelievable sensation of being filled. I didn’t know if they could both fit, but I wanted more. I needed all of them in me. I saw the white-knuckled grip of Ander’s hands on the arms of the chair. He used them to anchor himself, to push against as he pushed even deeper. With Nial’s hands on my hips, I was not moving, caught—trapped—between them.

  Their skin radiated heat; the musky scent of them, of fucking, swirled around us.

  I felt Ander’s thighs against my bottom and I knew I’d taken all of him.

  “Now you are mine, Jessica Smith,” Nial whispered against my lips. He lifted me up and dropped me on his cock as Ander slid back and thrust deep.

  They began to fuck me then, in and out, alternating their motions. I could do nothing but hold on, my hands going to Nial’s tense shoulders.

  I wasn’t doing anything, just letting them fuck me, to take both my holes in any way they saw fit. In a way they knew I needed.

  It wasn’t enough. I wanted my fantasy. I wanted it all.

  I reached behind me to find Ander’s hands. Once I had a hold of his wrists, I lifted them to cup my breasts, my intentions clear. He chuckled, but gave me what I wanted.

  Next, I buried my hands in Nial’s hair and pulled his head down to mine and claimed his mouth in a kiss. I held back, teasing his tongue forward, asking him without words to kiss me as if he were fucking my mouth.

  When I couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe, when every part of my body felt totally owned, claimed, worshipped by my mates, I let myself drift away, trusting them to give me what I needed. Trusting them to take care of me.

  They didn’t hurt me, but they weren’t gentle. It wasn’t painful, but it was intense. It wasn’t sweet or tender, but sweaty, hot, wet fucking.

  And I loved it. I was going to come and nothing was going to stop it. I stiffened, my inner muscles clamping down on both of my mates, forcing guttural sounds from both of their throats. “Masters, I… I can’t—”

  “Come, mate. Come hard and let everyone know you belong to us.”

  I’d forgotten about the crowd, but Nial’s words only forced me over the precipice. I screamed my pleasure as I squeezed their cocks. Everyone could see me coming. They could see how very well my men pleasured me. My mates made me feel cherished and loved, and safe in their arms. They’d broken me into pieces and then made me whole.

  I let my head fall back on my shoulders, a huge smile on my face as I ground my hips down and clenched my inner muscles as tightly as I could. The collar around my neck had hummed, then felt warm. I wondered if it had changed color, if when next I looked it would be red, just like my mates’. They were mine forever, and they pleased me well. I was proud the entire planet bore witness to that.

  Heat pulsed at my neck, hotter and hotter as I felt Ander thrust hard and fill me with his seed, his essence filling my back passage. Nial groaned and swelled within my pussy. With a tight grip on my hips, I felt him come, his seed jetting into me. I was full, brimming with their mark of ownership, their claim. I was well and completely taken.

  I could feel their releases through the collar, feel their pleasure and it made me come again. The collar so hot against my neck, the intensity of the feelings pulsing from it caused tears to form in my eyes, the emotions too much for my human body to hold.

  Closing my eyes, I collapsed in their arms. The men’s deep breaths were the only things I could hear. Their cocks inside me, their hot seed, Nial’s shoulders all I could feel. The scent of our carnal acts all I could smell.

  Slowly, I opened my eyes and saw Nial’s cocky smile, then lower, the red color of his collar. I lifted my hand to mine and knew mine was just as red.

  “I want to stay right here,” Ander murmured, kissing my neck. “Buried balls deep in your ass.”

  My pussy clenched with pleasure and Ander chuckled.

  “Through the mating bond, I know you want that, too. You naughty, horny little girl.”

  I angled my head back so I could look at Ander. He was pleased and relaxed… sated.

  “You want to stay buried in my ass, mate?” I tightened my inner muscles and he hissed.

  “Gods, yes. But since it would be extremely difficult to walk buried inside you, perhaps we can part long enough to take you some
where private.”

  “The Prime’s chambers. Our chambers,” Nial said.

  Ander carefully slipped from me before Nial lifted me up and off his lap. On shaky legs, I stood beside Ander as the crowd cheered. Nial raised his hand and silence fell at once, all eyes on him.

  “I am Nial Deston, your Prime. This is my second, Ander, and our mate, Lady Jessica.”

  The crowd rose to their feet and spoke in unison. “May the gods witness and protect you.”

  The spoken blessing sent a shiver down my spine as every pair of eyes I met in the crowd was dark and so very serious. I lifted my hand to my throat, eager to see for myself that our collars were now all a matching shade of red. My mates’ seed slipped down my thighs but I stood tall. A queen. I knew I wouldn’t have felt so powerful, so invincible without my mates at my side. I felt them. Their happiness, their satisfaction, their love.

  My eyes flared at the last and I glanced from one to the other. “You love me?”

  “Yes, mate. I love you,” Ander said.

  “Love is a pitiful word for what I feel.” Nial bowed to the crowd, acknowledging their blessing as I struggled with what to say.

  “But—”

  “The collar does not lie, mate, and neither do we,” Nial said.

  I felt the truth of his words, saw it in his eyes, felt it in his hand that held mine, in the bond between us, newly formed.

  Ander picked me up as if I weighed nothing and carried me out of the arena as Nial fell into step beside us. The old me, the Earth me, knew I should be embarrassed that everyone on the planet had just watched me have sex with my mates, but the new me, the strong woman surrounded my two warriors who loved her? She didn’t give a damn.

  Let them watch. Let them all see how hot and sexy and big my mates were. Let them hear my screams and envy my pleasure.

  I laid my head on Ander’s chest and let my love flow to them through my collar. Tomorrow I would worry about what it meant to be a queen. I would explore my new world and learn how I could serve and honor this proud warrior people. Right now, I was just going to drown in happiness. I had never been this content, this joyful, in my entire life. “Thank you.”

  Nial looked at me from where he walked beside us, but it was Ander who spoke. “For what? If it’s for fucking you, believe me, it was our pleasure.”

  I smiled as tears gathered in my eyes. I’d almost missed this. My life would have been something entirely different without them. “For coming to Earth. For saving me. For taking me with you and for being mine.”

  “We are yours, Jessica. And we’re going to prove it to you for the rest of the day.” Nial reached over to wipe the tear from my cheek.

  “Again… and again… and again.” Ander would have kept going, but I pressed my fingers to his lips to silence him. I could just imagine what my men had in mind, but I could only feel the delicious need to surrender, to be whatever they needed me to be. There was only one thing for me to say.

  “Yes.”

  The cheers and applause of the Prillon people faded as I was carried off by my two mates, eager to begin our new life together.

  The End

  Coming Soon: Another Interstellar Bride Adventure

  After two of her brothers are killed in battle with the Hive, Sarah Mills is determined to join the fight. But when she offers herself to the Interstellar Coalition as a volunteer, she is processed as a bride rather than a soldier. She rejects the match, determined to defend Earth on the front lines rather than share the bed of an alien warrior. But her mate has other ideas…

  Dax is an Atlan warlord, and like all the men of his race, a primal beast lurks within him, ready to emerge in the fury of battle or the heat of the mating fever. When his errant bride seeks to escape him, nothing will stop him from tracking her down and taking what the beast demands.

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  by Grace Goodwin

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