Shadowlands Sector,Three - Mila Young Page 0,33

sweep my touch down her slickness and press them into her opening. Her eyes widen as her inner walls clench around me, squeezing, and she moans from what’s coming.

“Not yet, Meira,” I remind her and I pull free just as Bardhyl slips out of her mouth.

Meira

The way Lucien says my name melts me, my whole body tightening. Those big, strong hands grasp my ass, his face buried between my thighs. My attention is glued on these two men’s bodies… powerful as steel, biceps bulging. There is something primal that makes the feminine side of me go crazy with lust over these men.

I try to respond, but only a faint moan slips over my throat as Lucien lowers my hips back to the blankets, and I want to scream. The ache deep inside me pulsing, and I’m out of my mind with holding on as they pause.

“That’s totally not fair,” I protest through gritted teeth, drawing my legs together to bring forward that exhilarating promise of pleasure.

“Not happening.” Lucien nudges my legs back open, holding them wide.

“I think she needs a bit more encouragement.” Bardhyl growls, a deep sound growing in his chest, one that reminds me of hunger.

“I’m ready to burst like a volcano.”

They exchange glances and smirk in a way that slightly scares me as to what they could be up to.

Lucien lowers his body over mine, and I arch my back in anticipation, then rock my pelvis upward to meet him.

“Please,” I whisper.

His mouth claims mine, kissing with an aching desire, and I return the favor, needing him so badly. The tip of his cock glides over my entrance. I must have him in me.

He lets out a delicious groan, and a flush of heat washes over me, a desperate yearning. Balancing on the fringe of a climax, he teases and teases, never fully giving me what I want.

“Lucien,” I beg into his gorgeous lips, tired of waiting.

He laughs, then pulls back.

I sit up, but before I can protest, Bardhyl reaches down and collects my hand. “Come to me,” he assures me.

He’s standing, his cock stiff and glistening from my mouth, and I can still taste his salty deliciousness.

Once I stand to face him, he makes little effort of leaning in and grasping the back of my thighs. In seconds, I’m up in his arms, my legs wrapping around his waist. I shift my pelvis back and forth, rubbing myself over the tip of his hardness.

I grip his round, iron shoulders as he closes in, our foreheads touching. “You’ve been away from me too long, sweet cheeks.”

Unceremoniously, he slides into me, his grasp on my hips pulling me down. That earlier ache intensifies as he goes deeper, stretching me. I cry out at first from his sheer size, and the pain turns into exhilaration.

“Take all of me,” he murmurs, the corded muscles in his neck twitching. He’s fighting the urge to just fuck me like a wild animal.

Buried in there, he kisses me, then draws out halfway, and slams back into me. The rhythm escalates, intensifying.

My arousal billows within me to the point of explosion… I’m chasing the climax, desperate for release.

Lucien’s strong hands clasp my waist from behind, and his chin props on my shoulder. “Are you ready for both of us, beautiful?”

I’m not exactly in a state to think straight, as I’m floating on clouds, and right now I want more. So much more.

“Yes,” I purr, remembering the last time I was taken from the rear and how incredible it felt once I got over the initial shock.

Bardhyl pauses his thrusting and steals my mouth with his as his hands part my ass cheeks.

Lucien wastes no time. His fingers glide over the wetness, over my rear, and I’m already so turned on, so wet, I’m ready to go. Positioning the tip of his dick at my entrance, he takes his time and presses into me.

I stiffen, but I’m in good hands. His mouth is on my shoulder, leaving a trail of pecks as he slowly nudges into me, widening me.

Right now, I’m filled to the max with two huge cocks, and while the thought might have had terrified me months ago, now it’s everything I lust after.

The three of us gradually fall into a rhythm of both men gliding in and out, alternatively, igniting an overwhelming friction. There’s fire between us, burning us up.

I’m sandwiched between my two men, holding me in place as they fuck me.

My body shudders, the sensation sending me into the clouds.