Chapter 51 Luka #3
“We are yours,” Theon said darkly, his hand sliding down to cup a breast. “Are you saying you are not ours?”
“No. That’s not—”
“Because if you are ours, you will trust us to make sure that never happens. We are a balance, Tessa. We call each other out. We fight. We fuck. We drive each other mad. We talk. We love. We do this thing together.”
“I understand,” she whispered.
“That wasn’t very convincing,” Luka growled, his thumbs now massaging the creases of her thighs.
“Are you ours?” Theon demanded again.
“Yes.”
“All of you? Every piece of you?”
“Yes,” she ground out.
“Then that means we get your insecurities, Tessa,” he retorted, his teeth nipping at her throat and making her hiss again.
“We get your fury,” Luka said, his thumb swiping once through her center. Fucking Sargon, she was wet.
“We get your hate and your love. Your pain and your pleasure,” Theon snarled against her skin. “No one else, and when you don’t give them to us willingly…”
“We take them,” Luka finished, pulling his hands away and smirking at her whimper from the loss.
The darkness was gone, and Luka scooped her up, his tie still in place as he laid her on the bed. Theon was immediately there, spreading her legs apart and sinking into her cunt with one thrust that had her moaning and him cursing.
Luka quickly stripped out of his own clothing and climbed onto the bed, stretching out beside her. He trailed his fingers down the same paths he’d licked alcohol from her skin.
“You know, temptress,” he taunted. “You could just ask when you want to be fucked instead of throwing a fit.”
Her head snapped towards him, and if that tie wasn’t there, he knew she’d be glaring at him.
“Fuck you, Luka,” she spat.
He laughed a dark thing. “You will be soon enough.” He thumbed her mouth. “I’ll start here and move lower.” He captured her mouth with his lips, licking into it, and forcing her to taste him. Then he nipped at her lower lip, pulling back as he said, “And we’re not taking turns tonight, baby girl.”
“Wh-what?” she stuttered.
But Theon adjusted his position, lowering over her so their torsos pressed together.
His arms slid beneath her, holding her close, and he fucked her with fast thrusts.
Luka could tell by the way Tessa was squirming and panting that the position was working for her.
Had no doubt Theon was hitting that perfect spot with every push into her until he was forcing her into pleasure.
Because it was all theirs.
Tessa was panting, but Theon pulled out, his cock still hard and pointing straight up. He nodded at Luka, but he was already ahead of him. With a burst of flame, he pulled a vial of oil from his magic.
“Theon?” she rasped, her breaths still shaky.
He was gripping her hips, rolling her to her stomach. “Do you trust us with your pleasure and your pain, Tessa? Your doubts and your needs?”
“Yes,” she answered before Theon could demand a verbal answer.
Luka would have demanded it for this too.
Theon leaned over her, turning her head to face Luka as he murmured, “So Luka can use that mouth if he wants to?”
And yeah, he fucking wanted to.
Luka reached over, pulling the tie from her eyes and tipping her chin up.
“You can take back control whenever you want,” he reminded her.
“But we’re going to talk you through everything.
” He ran his thumb along her lip, his other hand reaching down and stroking his cock.
He’d been hard since this all started. Since before his first lick of alcohol off her skin. “Trust us to be what you need.”
She nodded once, and Luka glanced at Theon, who was already waiting. Luka could feel his impatience down the bond, and he narrowed his eyes because if he fucked this up for them by being too rough right away, she’d never let them do this again.
And he wanted his turn when they did this again.
“Remember to breathe, baby girl,” Luka said, bringing his cock to her lips and pushing into her hot mouth.
“Fuck,” he growled as Tessa whimpered around him, the vibrations of the sound going straight to his balls as Theon slid an oil covered finger into her tight hole.
Pressing and readying her. When he added a second finger, she moaned louder, and Luka sank a hand into her hair, fisting as he thrust in and out of her mouth.
“You say I have a dirty mouth, but look at you, baby girl. All but begging for him to fuck your ass.”
She pulled off him, her eyes wide as she stared up. “By the gods, Luka,” she murmured.
He only smirked, leaning down to press a kiss to her swollen lips. “We love you,” he said into her mouth. “Let us worship you.”
Her throat bobbed in a swallow. In anxiety or anticipation, he wasn’t sure. Probably both.
“Remember to breathe, baby girl,” he said again, his voice low and dark. “Breathe. It’s going to be— It’s going to hurt at first. Trust us. Can you do that for us?”
She nodded, lurching forward to take his mouth this time, and he held her there as Theon positioned his cock.
Go slow, Theon, Luka warned down the bond.
I know, he gritted back.
“Have you…done this with someone else?” Tessa gasped, and there was no doubt Theon had pressed into her a little because she jerked back. Her fingers were curling into the bedding, and she had her eyes squeezed shut tight.
“Hey, hey,” Luka said, turning her face back to him. “None of that. You keep your eyes right here, and remember you can take back control anytime. Your power can throw us across the godsdamn room if you want to stop this.”
Her violet eyes were bright with lust and fear as she held his stare, nodding her head.
“And no,” Luka answered, stroking her hair, down her back, her arm. “We’ve shared a female before, but never like this.”
Something akin to satisfaction flitted across her features, a determination that hadn’t been there before.
Because she was more possessive than they were.
She gasped again, her body tensing, and Luka gripped her nape, massaging the tendons. “You have to relax, baby girl.”
“How would you know?” she bit out. “Have you been fucked up the ass, Luka Mors?”
He barked at her snark. “No, temptress, but I’ve done my fair share of the fucking part. If you can still use that bratty mouth to spout off, we’re not doing enough.”
Luka readjusted, stretching out beside her once more so he could reach beneath her. Licking his fingers, he pressed them to her center, finding her clit and rubbing in slow, taunting circles. She sucked in a breath, and at the same time, Theon pressed in farther.
“Fuck,” she spat, her brow dropping to the bed. “Fuck, Luka. Theon.”
“By Arius, it’s so good,” Theon panted, his self-control on a tight leash.
“You’re doing so good, Tessa. Do you hear him right now? Look at the control you have over the Arius Lord,” Luka praised, his fingers moving faster, her hips seeking pleasure as the pain chased her.
She cried out when Theon pushed in more, and his fingers dug into her hips. “Keep breathing, beautiful,” he gritted out. “I’m almost there. Keep distracting her, Luka.”
“I have this handled,” he retorted. “You keep yourself under control. How does it feel?”
“So fucking tight,” Theon gritted out, and Luka watched as he sank in all the way. Tessa was tense, her knuckles white.
“Breathe, baby girl,” Luka pressed, leaning in to nip at her jaw, her shoulder, her arm. Anything to distract her as she adjusted to the new sensations. He knew she was getting there when her hips started moving against his hand, his fingers still massaging her clit.
He glanced at Theon and gave a slight nod, and he pulled back a little before pushing back in.
And she moaned.
Something sinful and dark and needy.
“There you go, baby girl,” Luka praised, his fingers moving faster. “How are you feeling?”
“It’s…gods,” she rasped when Theon pulled back and thrust in again. “Yes,” she moaned.
They gave her a moment, let her adjust and get comfortable with this, and then Luka murmured, “We’re not done with you.”
“That’s…a lot,” she rasped out as Theon kept moving.
“You can take it. You will,” he replied, leaning in to press another hard kiss to her lips.
Then he was helping her onto her hands and knees so Theon could change positions and turn onto his back, never pulling out of her. She gasped, her hands grasping for purchase as Theon pressed his mouth to her neck, sucking and biting.
And Luka sat back, looking at them splayed out obscenely before him. Her back to Theon’s chest. Her head settled on his shoulder, and his feet pushed her legs wider so Luka could see everything.
“I remember how your eyes lit up at the idea of both of us taking you at once, beautiful,” Theon whispered darkly into her ear. “You already love me buried deep. You’re going to love feeling both of us at once.”
His hand splayed across her stomach, pushing down and forcing her pelvis to tip down too. Her head dropped back, and Luka had his hand on his dick, stroking as he watched them. He’d never minded watching, but not tonight.
He scooted forward, kneeling between their knees and running his fingers along her swollen center. “Whose are you, Tessa?” he demanded darkly.
“Yours,” she gasped, Theon laving at her neck.
“How much of you?”
“All of me. I trust you,” she rasped out in a harsh breath. “Just…please.”
“Deep breath, Tessa,” Theon coaxed as Luka pressed forward. “You think it’s tight now, just wait.”
“Oh, gods,” she cried out as Luka pressed into her cunt, forcing himself to go slow. His self-restraint was as taut as Theon’s was now. They’d never done this before. Not at the same time, and holy fucking fuck, he was not prepared for how fucking good this was going to be.
He could see perspiration on her brow and glistening on her chest as he forced himself in a little more. Could feel Theon’s cock separated from his by only a thin barrier. Could feel her muscles spasming against the intrusions. Could feel every fucking thing.
Theon was murmuring dirty praises into her ear, and she was slapping her hands on the sheets, him, clawing at skin as she tried to find something to sink her nails into.
“So good to us, Tessa,” Theon was saying. “We don’t deserve you, you know that, right? But we need you. We’re yours. This is how it’s meant to be. The three of us with everything.”
She was nodding her head frantically, but her power never appeared. Never once did she ask to stop. Never once did she push them away.
“You’re going to take it all, aren’t you, temptress?
” Luka grunted out, and then he thrust in the rest of the way, and all three of them stilled.
There was nothing but their harsh breaths, chests rising and falling without any rhythm.
Theon and Luka locked eyes because holy fuck.
They’d planned this. Talked about what it might be like to have her like this between the two of them, but it didn’t compare to any of their dirty fantasies. Didn’t even come close.
“Are you ready, Tessa?” Theon asked, reaching up and smoothing hair off her brow.
And despite everything they were doing to her right now, something in her eyes softened at his touch.
At his concern. She reached up, sliding her hand behind his neck and stretched out her other arm for Luka.
He dropped his head down, letting her pull him to her mouth for a kiss, and he gave an experimental thrust of his hips.
She moaned into his mouth, spurring him on.
His thrusts grew harder, her head turning from his mouth to Theon’s and back again.
And this was how it was always meant to be.
Something primal and dark. Something fierce and sacred.
Something solely theirs. Something that they somehow found despite everything being stacked against them.
Tessa was thrashing, and Theon was holding her tightly to him, letting Luka have his way.
“Give it to him, Tessa,” Theon ordered. “It’s ours.”
She shook her head, nails digging into his arms. Theon chuckled darkly against her skin. “Oh, little storm. Then we’ll take it.”
One of his hands slid down to her stomach, pressing down, and Luka felt her clench around him.
“There it is, baby girl,” Luka grunted, his hair in his eyes and matted to his brow. “Just like that.”
She whimpered, and Theon’s fingers flexed, pressing down more.
And fuck, every time he did that, she tightened more and more.
“If you won’t give it to us, we’ll take it,” he repeated in a harsh pant.
“But that’s what you want, isn’t it? Force us to push you and push you until you can’t take it anymore. ”
“Yes,” she gasped. “Yes, please.”
Theon’s hold on her tightened, and Luka snapped his hips forward, his cock dragging deep and fast against her until she was clamping down around him, a cry leaving her lips.
He couldn’t have stopped himself if he tried.
He followed her into pleasure, his muscles contracting just as hard as he spilled into her.
“Fuck, Tessa,” he spat, his hips still moving through his release because she was still spasming around him. Her climax rolled on, dragging him deeper, until finally he pulled out and fell onto his back.
Theon was already moving, and Luka had to give him credit for his self-control during all that.
But he was clearly done waiting as he rolled Tessa onto Luka.
He propped her up and gripped her hips, driving in and out of her other hole while she clung to Luka, a dazed and satisfied look on her face while Theon took his own pleasure.
No.
As Tessa gave herself to him to give him pleasure.
Her choice after everything.
And after Theon found release and they cleaned her up in the shower, after they were all wrapped up in one another back under the blankets, only then did Theon press a kiss to her forehead as he murmured, “You’re not a villain, Tessa. We won’t let you become one.”
Her back was pressed to Luka’s front, and he could hear the tears in her voice when she whispered, “I’m scared, Theon. What if we fail?”
Theon’s smile was soft as he stroked her cheek. “Failure has never been an option, Tessa. If it comes down to it, we’ll be the villains so you don’t have to. But never you.”