by Lacey Thorn
“I’ve been here for a while,” she murmured.
“I thought you might need a few minutes to soak away what aches you might have from yesterday. We weren’t exactly easy on you, little warrior.”
She grinned up at him. “And I enjoyed every moment of it.”
She gasped as he moved one big hand between her spread thighs and slipped two fingers inside her. His thumb brushed light circles over her distended clit and her body bucked closer toward him, seeking relief from the fires he was stoking. He used his other hand to lift her just a bit higher and bent his head to suck one nipple into the hot cavern of his mouth. He sucked and nipped her pebbled flesh with his teeth and the entire time his fingers continued caressing her pussy, making it wetter and hungrier. His thumb pressed down just as he bit her and she screamed as her orgasm rocked through her in waves of pleasure.
She was still shuddering when he pulled his fingers free and plunged his rock-hard cock deep within. The water splashed around them but neither cared. He moved through the water with her until he could rest her hips on the side of the pool and pound in and out of her saturated core. She leaned back on her hands, her breasts thrusting high, bouncing with every stroke he took.
Sorran’shands held her in place on the smooth stones that surrounded the natural warm pool. He looked magnificent with his brown hair hanging loose, the silver streaks on the sides seeming to reflect the blue of the water. His grey eyes were deeper, darker and burning with passion for her. The muscles in his chest and shoulders rippled as he held her and his abs bunched and contracted as he pumped his hips faster and faster. She lifted her legs, spreading her knees wide so that she could watch his hard shaft move in and out of her.
It glistened with her juices, so long and so thick against the nest of brown curls. It amazed her how much power his cock possessed. Each movement slid his turgid length along the bundle of nerves inside her, the spot that brought her closer and closer to another orgasm. It was a hard glide of flesh inside flesh with the greedy clasp of her pussy doing its all to hold him inside. Over and over again he plunged and retreated until they both dripped with more than water and panted for air to fill their starved lungs.
“So good,”Sorran told her. “You feel like heaven here on earth when Iam inside you, touching you, loving you.”
“Yes,” she cried.“Heaven.”
He moved one hand and brushed her clit with his finger and she burst with pleasure again. His cry joined hers and as she felt the harsh blast of his cum filling her, she went higher, cresting on a continuous wave of unrelenting pleasure. He held her tightly to him, her face buried in his neck, and it was a natural desire to open her mouth and bite down on him. He grunted and she felt another splash of seed releasing in her as a shudder racked through his body.
They stayed that way for a long moment, both reluctant to pull from the intimate embrace they shared. Yes, this was the way she wanted to spend every day for the rest of her life, lost in the arms of one of her warriors, bound by pleasure that consumed and ravished.
She felt a hand on her shoulder as Drew joined them, sitting beside her on the edge.
“Are you ready for round two?” he murmured and when she pulled her head fromSorran’s neck and turned to him, Drew took her with a kiss that had her blood beating fast again.
Sorranslipped from her and helped Drew to lift and turn her so that she sat astride. Drew used one hand to hold his shaft and the other to help guide her hips. She felt the kiss of his cock at her portal and then the slow glide of his shaft into her pussy until she felt flush against him. He felt divine but she had no idea where she would find the energy to ride him the way this position required.
But she needn’t have worried. Her warriors knew just what they were about.Sorran stayed in the water behind her and with his hands on her hips and Drew’s at her waist they helped her to rise and fall, creating a pleasant rhythm. Drew thrust into her as she glided down his length and it brought a fast build-up of the sensations she had just shared withSorran .
Drew caught one nipple between his teeth and held tight to it as she continued to rock on him.The feel of his teeth holding her so firmly while she bounced and jostled was incredible. It was pleasure and pain with no real distinction between the two. It was exquisite torture, and just when she thought she couldn’t take any moreSorran moved one hand and she felt once again an oil-slickened finger pushing into her anus. Drew must have brought the oil over with him. Heaven knew she wouldn’t have noticed at the time.
Sorran’sfinger seemed to excite Drew as much as it did her. They both gasped and groaned as one finger became two. As the pleasure built for them all the burning began again inside her. She wanted possession there, needed it like she needed air. His fingers weren’t easing her, it was his cock she had to have, and soon.
“Now,” she demanded andSorran groaned as he pulled his fingers free and replaced them with what she desired most. Each inch that filled her made her pussy that much tighter around Drew and his groan of pleasure echoed his brother’s. Finally they both rested deep within her body and it was as if the three of them were one being.
“Like this forever,” she sighed as she leaned her head back onSorran’s chest. His arms slipped under hers and his hands claimed her breasts, pinching and tweaking her nipples. Drew held firm at her hips, keeping her in place between them as they began acounterrhythm of thrust and retreat.
“Yes,” Drew groaned.“Perfection.So good, little warrior.”
Sorranburied his face in her throat and sucked and nipped at her skin, nibbling a continuous path from ear to shoulder and back.
This was what it meant to be a mate, to be the chosen woman of two strong warriors. She was glad that she was so lucky as to be with them. They were gentle and easy with her, even in their passion. Her pleasure was important to them. They were always touching her, soothing her, stroking her flesh. It was nothing like she had feared when she had first learned that she was to be their mate.
Yes, when it came to battle they would surely be a force to be reckoned with. And that was just as it should be. They were, after all, key members of the prince’s guard, those chosen above all other warriors to guard and protect the prince and his family. And these two, her mates, had been hand selected by the prince to journey off island in search of a haven or allies. She had no idea what, if anything, they had found, no idea what had brought them back at this time. But she knew that eventually they would tell her. They had said several times that they expected her to travel with them, to be with them always. And they embraced the fact that she wore warrior pants instead of the skirts of an island woman. Yes, these two warriors were made for her.
Drew brought her back with a sharp cry and the pressure of his fingers pinching her swollen clit. She bucked between them and cried her own release asSorran pinched her nipples and thrust deep inside her ass, spilling his cum as she clenched and released around him. Her body shuddered and collapsed. She couldn’t move, had trouble just catching her breath as she struggled under the force of the pleasure rocking through her body. It was more than she could stand, more than she could take. With a gasp she dropped her head forward onto Drew’s sweat-soaked chest and gave in to the darkness pulling at her.
Just a little nap before they left the relative safety of the cavern they were in. She had a feeling that they were going to need it. A journey lay just before them, one that could mean the very lives of everyone on the Isle of Altair. Something was in the air, and soon she would no longer be able to deny the pull in her soul. Destiny awaited them all. And something told her that more blood would spill before it all came to an end.
* * * * *
Asmestood before her mother, once the island priestess, and bowed her head in respect. She had entered the chamber of the goddess and called for the power to complete what was already begun. And in answer to her call, her mother had appeared to her, not in spirit, but in flesh.
“I have waited for this call,” Althea spoke softly to
her.
“How long did you know that this was coming, Mother?”Asmeasked. “How long had you foreseen what was in store for us?For me?”
Althea smiled softly and reached out to brush her hand across her daughter’s cheek.“Always. I have always known what would be expected of you. Your purpose was clear to me before you were ever even conceived.” She metAsme’s gaze and her eyes shone with moisture. “I knew and I grieved for what would happen. But I knew that you would also know great love before the time came. And I held that promise closest to me. And you have. You have experienced a love like no other. A love that was all that I could have wished for you.”
“And what of the betrayal?Was that foretold as well?”Asme asked, but in her heart she already knew the answer and her mother’s nod only confirmed it.
“With great joys alsocome great pain . It is the balance that keeps life moving forward. In your heart you know this.”
Asmenodded but knowing it and living it were two very different things. She closed her eyes for a moment and grieved for what could have been, for what briefly was, and for what was still to come. Destiny would not be thwarted or altered. She opened her eyes and met her mother’s with a resolve that showed in every line of her body.
“I’m ready,” was allAsme said as she slowly began to disrobe and reach for the ceremonial robe that lay on the altar before her.
Althea nodded but her heart broke for her child. In that moment she would have gladly traded places if only the goddess would have allowed it. But this wasAsme’s destiny and Althea could do nothing. What must be done could not be stopped. For everything, the very Isle ofAltair, depended on whatAsme would set into place. The Mystic would finally fully awaken and come into her power. Then all would rest in her hands. The Guardians would be called and the last leg of the journey begun twenty-five years before would commence. Now all she could do was pray for the safety of each of the Guardians.For all would be lost if one should die.
About the Author
Lacey Thorn spends her days in small-town Indiana, the proud mother of three. When she is not busy with one of them she can be found typing away on her computer keyboard or burying her nose in a good book. Like every woman, she knows just how chaotic life can be and how appealing that great escape can look. So toss aside the stress and tension of the never ending “to do” list. For now sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride with Lacey as she helps you to unlace and unleash the woman inside.
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Also by Lacey Thorn
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Bare Love 2: Bare Confessions
Bare Love 3: Bare Seduction
Bare Love 4: Bare Devotion
Island Guardians 1: Earth Moves
Island Guardians 2: Fanning Her Flames
Island Guardians 3: Washed Away
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