“You want our mouths on your breasts, a hand on your pussy,” Liam continued.
She cried out then, and I knew Liam’s hand was touching her. He’d reached between her legs from behind. Glancing down, I saw the top of his fingers slide over her clit. Her pussy was bare and I couldn’t miss the pink flesh, the little nub swell and come out from behind its hood by his touch.
I lifted my gaze, glanced over her shoulder at Liam. We didn’t have to speak to know it was my turn to take over. I put my hand over Liam’s on her pussy. His slid back and I covered her now, her flesh hot. Wet.
“Grasp your elbows,” I said. Her dark eyes met mine, but they were blurry with need. Her shoulders moved, saw her elbows bend behind her back as she crossed her arms. The motion thrust her breasts out more, a feast for Rager. “Good girl. Now Liam can play with your ass. It’s his favorite thing.”
Her eyes widened and her mouth fell open as Liam cupped her ass with one hand, parted her cheeks and touched her. His fingers had to be slick with her juices—mine were drenched—as he began to play with her ass.
&
nbsp; “Ever been fucked here?” Liam asked, leaning down and nipping the juncture of her neck and shoulder.
She shook her head and I was surprised. Liam’s eyes lit up as if he were given the best present in the world.
“I’ve…I’ve played,” she admitted. “Toys, but that’s it.”
“Then I will be your first,” he promised.
I watched as her eyes filled with wariness, and while Liam couldn’t see, he sensed it. “Not now. Soon. First, we play. We will learn every inch of your body and make you come. Only when you are begging will we fuck your pussy. And later, when your ass has been properly prepared, I’ll fuck you there, too.”
“You’re all still dressed,” she said, eyeing me and glancing down at Rager. He continued to lick and suck at her nipples, alternating between them, as if he wasn’t sure which one needed the most attention. He was the patient one, content to savor our mate’s body for hours. No doubt he would get her to come from his attentions alone if given long enough.
He lifted his head then, though, grinning. “You want to see us?”
She nodded.
Rager and I moved to stand before her, Liam crawling off the bed so we were side by side. Then we stripped off our uniforms. They were identical except for color. Mine black, Liam’s brown and Rager’s steel gray, signifying our birth Sector. I watched her eyes as she took us in, not knowing where to look. While we were of similar height, nothing else about us was the same. I was light, Liam dark. Rager was broader, heavier.
Once our clothes were strewn at our feet, I gripped my cock at the base, staved off my need for her. I could come just by looking at her before us, up on her knees, her legs parted so her pussy was visible. Her nipples wet and hard from Rager’s mouth, her hands behind her back.
“She’s perfect,” Rager murmured. I saw out of the corner of my eye that he, too, was stroking his cock.
She licked her lips as she stared at my cock, then Rager’s, then Liam’s.
“Like what you see?” Liam asked.
Transfixed, she nodded.
I felt a bead of pre-cum seep from my tip and I rubbed it with my thumb. “You’ve been mated to three warriors, yet we’re also Viken.” I let go of my cock so it bounced against my belly, stepped closer, swiped my wet thumb over her nipple, painting it with my pre-cum. I watched, waited.
She’d lowered her head to see what I was doing. It was a simple gesture, perhaps odd for her. When she lifted her head, her eyes were wide, her mouth open. They went from a focused dark brown to blurry. Her nipples went instantly soft and she dropped down onto her heels.
“Oh my god,” she murmured, a shiver running through her.
Rager did the same thing, swiped his finger over her other breast, coated it with a drop of his own pre-cum. Her arms fell to her sides and her eyes closed.
“What…what is that?” she asked. “What’s happening to me?”
Liam was the last to coat her with his pre-cum, walking up to her and brushing his thumb over her bottom lip. Her pink tongue darted out, tasted it.
All at once, her eyes flared open, her body jerked and stiffened, then she screamed.
“Fuck,” I breathed, watching as she came. Hard. We weren’t even touching her. She shifted her hips, as if trying to find a cock to ride. Her breasts bounced and swayed, her skin flushed from her cheeks all the way down her neck. Her head fell back, her long hair swaying against her back.
I glanced at Rager, who now held his cock once again, squeezing it hard at the base to stave off his own orgasm. She collapsed back onto the bed, her head on the pillow as she tried to catch her breath and stared up at us. Her eyes were glazed with pleasure, softer than they’d been before. Accepting. And I wanted to keep her right there, on the edge, needy, mindless. It would be easy to do now.
Rager didn’t wait. He stalked up the bed, grabbed hold of her ankles and parted her wide. I could see her pussy, swollen and wet, just before Rager lowered his head and devoured her. She cried out again, her back arching, her head thrown back. He’d had a quick taste before, but he was ready for a full meal now.