Chapter 14
My world spun around me and inside me as I looked down on the glorious creature below as her lips slid over my hard cock.
I had a brother, a twin. We shared the same mate, and though I had thought the idea of another taking my mate would drive me insane, watching her slide back onto his thick cock over and over gave me a stronger sense of ownership than before.
She was not just mine, she was ours. And with him here, maybe I would be less likely to lose control and finally break her.
Still the shadows danced at the edges of my mind with their whisperings.
Take her. Fuck her so deep she screams. Fill that pussy, breed her…
I needed more. I looked up at my brother and his eyes met mine, his mouth curved in a knowing smile.
“Brother,” I said. “She said she wanted both of us.”
He stopped, and his smile widened.
“So she did.”
My little flame whimpered between us, and I pushed my cock deeper into her throat till she choked.
“Be still,” I told her. I fucked her mouth gently, slowly, watching as my brother eased her further forward, replacing his cock with his fingers.
She moaned around my shaft, a pleasant sensation, and I gritted my teeth.
I did not want to come yet. Tarshi slid his fingers up, coating her with her own release, before sliding a thick finger into her tightest hole.
I watched her body tense as Tarshi worked his finger deeper, her muffled moans vibrating through my cock in ways that made my vision blur with pleasure.
Through our bond, I could feel her overwhelming sensation - the stretch of Tarshi's finger, the fullness of my cock in her throat, the way her body trembled with need between us. She was completely at our mercy, trusting us to take care of her even as we pushed her boundaries.
I pulled back slightly, letting her breathe, watching as she gasped for air. Her eyes were glazed with lust, pupils blown wide as she looked up at me.
“We’re going to fuck you so hard, Little Flame,” I said to her. “You’ll scream so loud even your other mate will hear you.”
She shuddered at my words, but I could see the hunger in her dark eyes, the way she craved more even as she trembled from the intensity of what we were already giving her.
Tarshi worked a second finger into her tight passage, stretching her carefully as she writhed between us, my own arousal building to painful levels as I watched her surrender to us completely.
The shadows whispered their approval, urging me to take more, claim more, but for once their hunger aligned with my own desires rather than fighting against them.
She had done this before, I realized with a spike of jealousy.
With him, with the others. They had claimed every part of her while I had only just begun to learn her body.
The shadows whispered more urgently now, feeding on my darker emotions. I watched Tarshi's fingers work inside her, preparing her for what we both intended, and felt my control slipping further with each of her muffled moans.
"She's ready," Tarshi said, his voice strained with his own need. His dark eyes met mine across her trembling form. "Are you?"
I nodded, not trusting my voice. The shadows were practically screaming now, urging me to take her roughly, to claim her so completely that she would never think of leaving us.
But seeing her like this - vulnerable and trusting between us - made me want to be gentle despite the darkness clawing at my mind.
Tarshi withdrew his fingers slowly, and she whimpered at the loss. She was trembling with anticipation, her breath coming in short gasps as she looked between us. He positioned himself beneath her, his hands guiding her hips as she sank down onto his length with a broken cry of pleasure.
Her cry of pleasure mixed with discomfort made my cock throb with need, but I forced myself to wait, to let her adjust to the intrusion.
"Gods," Tarshi groaned beneath her, his hands gripping her hips. "You feel incredible."
The sight of them joining made my cock throb painfully, pre-cum beading at the tip as I watched her take him completely.
I pulled away from her mouth, letting her gasp for breath and watched as he began to fuck her slowly, deeply.
He reached down, wrapping his hand gently around her throat, and pulling her back against his chest. My eyes dropped to her parted legs, where I could see his cock disappearing into her body.
"Now you," Tarshi said, his breathing ragged. "Fill her, brother. Make her ours."
“On the bed,” I managed to get out.
Tarshi nodded. Slipping his hands under her thighs, he stood and carried her to the bed, sinking down onto the edge without breaking free, before lying back.
She moaned, leaning back against him, hungry for more.
I watched as she arched against Tarshi, her body already adjusting to accommodate him, and felt my own need become almost unbearable.
The shadows writhed around my feet, feeding on my arousal and impatience, whispering their dark encouragement.
Take her now. She's yours. Make her scream your name.
I pushed her legs further apart, pausing for a moment, to look at my brother’s huge cock impaling my mate, before I drove my cock into her pussy with one hard thrust.
Her scream pierced the air as I filled her completely, her body stretched impossibly wide around both our cocks.
The sensation was indescribable—the tight heat of her surrounding me, the press of my brother's length against mine through the thin wall separating her passages, the way she trembled and gasped between us.
The shadows roared their approval, feeding on the intensity of the moment, but for once I barely heard them. Every nerve in my body was focused on the woman impaled between us, on the way she felt like molten silk around my cock, on the broken sounds of pleasure escaping her lips.
“Fuck,” groaned Tarshi, jerking underneath her as I began to fuck her hard. “Fucking… gods…”
He’d expected me to go slow, to be gentle, but my Little Flame didn’t need gentle from me.
Maybe that was what she got from him, but never from me.
From me, she needed to be fucked hard. She was trembling between us, tears streaming down her face, but through our connection I could feel that it was pleasure, not pain, that made her cry.
The mate bond sang with completion in a way I had never experienced before, as if this was what it had been building toward all along.
I drove into her harder, establishing a brutal rhythm that had her crying out with every thrust. The feeling of being buried deep inside her while my brother filled her from below was overwhelming—a completeness I hadn't known I was searching for.
Through our bond, I could feel her pleasure spiking dangerously high, her body stretched to its limits but craving more.
Tarshi's hands came up to cup her breasts, his thumbs working her nipples as we found a rhythm together.
When I pulled back, he thrust up, keeping her constantly filled, constantly stretched.
The sounds she made were inhuman—broken cries and gasps that spoke of pleasure so intense it bordered on pain.
The shadows writhed around us, feeding on the raw intensity of our claiming. For once, their whispers aligned perfectly with my own desires. They urged me to take her harder, deeper, to mark her so thoroughly that no one would ever question who she belonged to.
"Please," she gasped, her hands clutching at Tarshi's arms where they wrapped around her waist. "I can't... it's too much..."
"You can take it," I growled, my voice rougher than I intended as the shadows fed on my arousal. "You were made for this, Little Flame. Made to take both of us."
Through our bond, I could feel her overwhelming sensation—the stretch and fullness of having us both inside her, the way pleasure and intensity blurred together until she couldn't tell where one ended and the other began.
Her body was trembling violently, caught between us as we moved in counterpoint, one of us driving deep as the other withdrew.
"Look at her," Tarshi panted beneath us, his voice rough with strain. "Look how perfectly she takes us both."
I looked down at where we were joined, at the way her body stretched to accommodate us, and felt my control threatening to snap completely.
The sight of her stretched around both of us, the way she trembled and gasped our names, sent fire racing through my veins.
The shadows urged me deeper, harder, and for once I gave in to their demands without reservation.
I grabbed her hips, using the leverage to drive into her with punishing force.
Each thrust pushed her further down onto Tarshi's cock, creating a rhythm that had her sobbing with pleasure between us.
Through our mate bond, I could feel her climbing toward something massive, her body coiling tighter with each stroke.
"That's it," I growled. "Take us both. Show us how much you need this."
Her response was a broken cry that might have been my name, her head thrown back against Tarshi's shoulder as we claimed her completely. I could feel my brother's rhythm faltering beneath us, his own control slipping as we drove each other toward the edge.
The shadows around us pulsed with our shared arousal, feeding on the raw intensity of our joining.
I had never felt so complete, so utterly satisfied by another's surrender.
This was what I had been searching for without knowing it—not just her submission to me, but this perfect unity between the three of us.
"I'm going to come," she gasped, her voice breaking on the words. "I can't... please..."
She screamed again, her back arching as another climax tore through her. I could feel it through our bond—the way pleasure crashed over her in waves so intense they bordered on overwhelming. Her inner walls clenched around me, milking my cock as she shuddered between us.