Even before I came back to myself, Seth tore his mouth from mine. “Dorian, take off your clothes and pull her into your lap. Fuck her.”
Dorian’s lips trailed kisses over my inner thighs, his touch so gentle and reverent that I didn’t think to be embarrassed or ashamed of my reaction to them. To both of them. How could I when I knew just how they felt, what they desired through the collars? Dorian shook his head, his nose gently brushing the soft, sensitive skin. “No, Seth. By the law of Prillon Prime, as her Primary Mate, it is your right to claim her first, to get her with child. I can’t claim her pussy—”
“I’m not Prillon, Dorian,” Seth countered. “I want to watch you fuck her. And that ass? I want to play while you do.”
His words made Dorian shudder, but he didn’t argue. He stood at my feet and removed every ounce of his clothing in seconds. I stared up at him, at his ripped abs and non-stop chest muscles. His shoulders were huge. His thighs powerful. His cock? God, my pussy clenched and I couldn’t take my eyes from that hard, golden length. I wasn’t sure I could take it all. Take him. Take them together.
But my body clenched in anticipation. Eager to try.
“Chloe. Mate. Look at me.” Dorian stood, hands on his hips, watching me as I took him in, drank my fill of his gorgeous body.
I met his gaze and waited.
“I want to fuck you, Chloe. I am not your matched mate. I am your second, a second you didn’t request. I need to know if this is truly what you want.”
There was no hesitation in me as the dream I’d had in the testing center came back to me full force. Two men. Wanting me. Loving me. Protecting me. Touching me. “Yes. Dorian. I want you. I want both of you.”
That fast, he pulled me from Seth’s arms and crushed me to his chest. Lips found mine and he conquered my mouth with every bit as much fervor as Seth had. He was tall. Huge. My feet dangled around his knees as he held me suspended against his body. He was at least seven feet tall. Seth was big as well, probably six-four, but Dorian? He was huge. Shoulders. Chest. His hands covered nearly my entire back as I drowned in his kiss, tasted my desire on his lips.
He turned us, but I paid no attention until he sat and pulled my legs wide, to either side of his hips. I straddled him, the top of his huge cock pressed to the opening of my empty pussy, and I held myself there, poised above him, my hands tangled in his hair, head thrown back in blatant invitation. I wanted his mouth on me, sucking my nipples as I took him deep.
I didn’t need to ask. He bent low, arching me back so that he supported my weight as his lips clamped down on one breast.
I reached down, around my bottom, twisting in his grasp to place his cock exactly where I wanted it. When I was sure he could not escape, I shifted. Took him in, inch by inch, his wide cock stretching me open with a burn that made me moan and wiggle, eager for more. I needed him deep. All the way. Stretching me wide. Filling me up.
Using my inner muscles to squeeze and relax, I worked myself down onto his hard shaft until he was fully seated. My ass pressed to his thighs. As deep as I could take him.
He released my breast from his mouth, threw his head back and growled, shifting on the bed, lifting his hips, driving even deeper.
I wrapped my hands around his neck and held on as he bucked beneath me, his body hard as a rock, his cock filling me to the brink of pain. When I thought sure he was going to lose control, he stopped, his hands landing on my ass, pulling my cheeks wide. He opened me up and I gasped as something warm and wet pressed to my back entrance.
“This ass is ours, Chloe. We’re both going to take turns fucking you here. Your pussy. Your mouth. You’re ours now.” Seth knelt behind me, his rapt attention on my bottom as Dorian held me open for him. I turned my head to find a box filled with an assortment of anal plugs of various sizes at his side. He held a smaller one out for my inspection, his brows raised, a question in his eyes, even as his finger pressed inside that delicate place, spreading a warm, oily substance inside me. Getting me ready.
His finger worked slowly. Gently. Dorian’s soft words rumbled through my ear where it rested against his chest. “Relax, mate. Let him in. Give us everything. We will take care of you.” He petted me with his huge hands, running them up and down my back, his cock still buried deeply inside me. I was impressed he could hold himself still. If Seth weren’t playing with my ass, I doubted I’d be able to remain still. My inner walls clenched and squeezed Dorian’s cock.
I met Seth’s eyes and nodded, before closing my eyes and turning to bury my face in Dorian’s hard chest. Breathed him in. He smelled wild, like forest and wind and the fury of a thunderstorm. I couldn’t define it, perhaps because he was not human, but his warmth and scent, his huge hands at my back made me feel safe. Protected.
Cherished.
Seth worked the plug inside me gently, breaching my tight hole with a soft pop that made me gasp and wiggle as my body adjusted to the invasion, the slight burn.
But then?
Fire.
I was too full. Dorian’s cock suddenly even tighter in my wet, swollen core. I groaned as nerve endings I’d never known I possessed lit up like lightning, feeding my frenzy, my need. Seth’s eyes roamed my body, his need and primal satisfaction at what he’d just done making me feel primal and seductive and beautiful all at the same time. He felt my pleasure at what he’d done just as much as I’d sensed his satisfaction.
“God, Dorian.” His name was a soft plea, and he answered, lifting me from his lap and pressing me back down hard and fast.
“Turn her around,” Seth ordered.
He didn’t wait for Dorian to comply, simply lifted me from Dorian’s lap and turned me so that I faced forward before lowering me over Dorian. By some kind of mutual understanding, he held me in place until Dorian placed his cock at the entrance of my pussy and lowered down. Fucked. I remembered the term was Reverse Cowgirl, but I doubted the woman had a plug in her ass or a second man in front of her. From behind, the plug in my ass was flat on the outside, but when it bumped Dorian’s abdomen, his cock pushing deep, it was like they were both fucking me. Filling me.
My eyes were closed. My voice replaced by a primitive sound I didn’t know I was capable of making. Dorian held my hips, pushing up off the bed, fucking me from below as Seth knelt before me. His mouth locked onto my nipples and his fingers found my clit, stroking me to orgasm after orgasm as Dorian pumped into me from behind.
Dorian’s release pushed me over the edge yet again, his huge cock pulsing inside me, his emotions raging through me like a flash flood. I whimpered and let the tide take me, my body no longer my own.
The moment it was over, I was lifted from his arms, my back pressed to the soft mattress and Seth rising above me like an ancient god between my thighs.