Logan
So much… too much… the sensations are amazing, desperate, and overwhelming all at once. Viking has taken over, and he’s rough and possessive, claiming like he’s been without me for his whole life.
“Viking,” I whine into Priest’s mouth, who holds me still while his friend crumbles any resisting walls and barriers I have left.
“I want more.” Gasping at a sharp jab that pushes me up Priest’s body, I turn my head to find Viking looking so feral he’s almost not human.
“Yessssss,” I hiss when he hits a sensitive spot inside.
Tears fall… well… because it’s so damn good.
The heat from his chest curved over my back pins me to Priest, threatening my sanity.
Why is his dominance so hot? With one hand on my throat and the other now tangled in my hair, he holds me tight and grumbles, “You don’t make demands, hellcat.
You take what we give you.” He bites my jaw, the ache eliciting a moan as he adjusts my body so I feel Priest’s hard cock gliding up and down my slit with every one of Viking’s powerful thrusts.
The sting of a hand swatting my ass again makes me jump and glare at Priest; I was not expecting that. Nipping my jaw, he grins, “Don’t be like that. You’re ours, and good girls take their spankings without complaint.” Licking up to my mouth, I open for him, and he fucks me as hard as Viking is.
Overwhelmed, overstimulated, and ready to explode, I close my eyes, focusing on the way they’re rocking me like I’m a toy at the park. Soothing one minute, viciously the next, and when I’m about to scream, all my breath is gone.
“Come on, hellcat, give me that sweet honey. Come all over my cock,” Viking growls in my ear, but the sound vibrates through his chest and into my body, shaking my insides.
Holding my breath as his thrusts grow wilder and harder, Priest doesn’t hesitate to spank me with one hand and twist and pull at my nipples with the other. It’s almost too much pain until I explode into a million little crystals and scream so loud my throat hurts.
Panting, I slowly open my eyes to find Viking and Priest lip-locked, fighting for dominance while they both still grind into or against me.
It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, and I so badly want to slip out from between them to watch them battle for control of each other.
I know that when they finally connect, finally accept that they’re meant to be intimate with each other, it’ll be emotional and enlightening for us all.
“Ah fuck, woman, your pussy does it for me every fucking time.” Viking breaks free of Priest and groans into my temple.
“She’s magic,” Priest agrees, his neck veins straining as the two of them use my body for pleasure. They grunt through their releases and cover me in their essence while I fight back emotions because for the first time in my life I feel at home, and it’s because of them.
“I love you,” I whisper unexpectedly, stripping away any choice about whether I’m ready to say them or not.
“Hellcat.” Viking sucks on the side of my throat and holds me tight in his hands, expressing without words what he’s trying to say.
“Logan.” Priest’s vulnerable tone is something I’ve never heard from either of them as he cups my head in his hands and holds my stare with an intense look in his eyes before bringing me down for a melting kiss that speaks volumes.
They don’t repeat the sentiment, but I’m not hurt. Their actions, the need they have for me, it conveys everything they don’t verbalize. I didn’t say the words to hear them back; they slipped out because my feelings were so powerful, it felt like I was going to burst.
“A fucking gift,” Viking grumbles into my ear before sliding free of my body, then off to the side, his hands never leaving my flesh as they both continue touching me. Soothing the quakes still causing me to shiver.
I must have fallen asleep because I wake up covered by a blanket, with the sounds of my two men whispering next to me. Peeking my eyes open, I see Priest lying on his stomach, naked, with Viking leaning over him and a hand on his back. Nerves make them move cautiously.
They’re so absorbed in each other, neither notices my movements until I place my hand over Viking’s. Stroking his knuckles with my thumb, our eyes meet, and relief seems to overcome him, like he’s been waiting for my approval.
“I want to watch.” The bold words slip out, and they both look at me for a beat before Viking reaches behind him for a bottle of lubricant. Watching them is an out-of-body experience. I’m hot, my heart rate is elevated, and it feels like I’m floating.
Priest stretches his hands above his head before sliding one around the back of my neck and dragging me half under his body. Gently, he drops kisses across my jaw, my cheek, and my lips before making love to my mouth while Viking readies him for their own sensual awakening.
Locked half under Priest, I can only hear what’s happening, and when he lets out a long groan into my mouth, I know Viking is entering his body. Drawing back, I gasp for breath while gazing down Priest’s back to get a look at what’s happening.
Viking’s hips press tightly against Priest’s ass, his eyes closed, neck straining, hands clench in the sheets on either side of the man under him. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
Priest drops his head into the pillow and mutters a few curses before pushing back into Viking.
“You're stunning,” I whisper to them.
Viking’s eyes open to slits, and I swear they’re glowing. Baring his teeth at me like an angry lion, he drags his hips out and slams back in. Both men swear and moan together.
“Again,” I beg, ignoring Priest squeezing the back of my neck. “Harder,” I taunt Viking. It might be dangerous when he’s like this, but I know them both well enough to understand they can take it.
“Woman!” Priest bites my jaw, leaving a mark, but I don’t care. I’m absolutely fascinated by their interaction. It’s raw and beautiful, and I can’t seem to get enough.
Shoving the blankets off with my feet, I’m flushed and honestly think I could come just from watching them make love. Viking is brutal and fierce as he fucks Priest, who growls like a wild bear in a fight for his life.
“Get up here.” Priest manages to shove me up against the headboard with my legs on either side of his shoulders and his face between my thighs. “That’s just what I need,” he mutters before diving in and slurping up my juices before fucking his tongue into my pulsing hole.
I toss my head back, grip his hair, and hold him close as he eats me out like I’m his last meal. Viking grips my ankles and somehow drags me closer to Priest’s mouth and pins my knees to my chest.
“Oh, fuck me, Priest!” An orgasm blasts through me, my eyes close tight, and I tense until the sensations wash away.
“Not done yet,” Viking grunts, yanking Priest's head out of the way so he can lean over and take a long lick through my folds before sucking my clit into his mouth and flicking it with his tongue until I thrash around, trying to break free of their hold.
He pauses moments before I come again. Priest chuckles until he’s used and abused by the vicious man who delights in torturing us. “Fuck that was delicious,” Viking says, licking his lips and holding my stare as he thrusts harder and faster into Priest until they both strain for release.
Pushing up from the bed, Priest makes room for me to wiggle below him. They both lift just enough for Priest to slam as roughly into my aching pussy as he can. Allowing Viking to do the hard work from behind.
“I’m going to… Oh god, please, please, please!” Begging incoherently, I feel them tense, seconds before they groan, and I’m flooded with warmth that triggers my own climax.
Inundated by relief and agony all at once, I hardly hold onto consciousness as they fall to the side, leaving us panting and covered in sweat. My body continues to twitch and shudder as Viking gets up, removes his condom, and heads to the bathroom.
A minute later, the shower turns on, and he returns, crawling between my legs to lick up my core, gathering fluids from Priest and me on his tongue and moaning in delight.
“Fuck that’s good,” he mutters against my breast, nipping each nipple before moving up and taking my mouth in a deep and dominant kiss. There’s no doubt he’s the man in charge right now. “Come on, I need your ass now.”
Whimpering as he picks me up, I hear Priest chuckling from behind and watch as he walks behind us.
Viking places me on my feet in the shower stall, acting all aggressive as he shoves me against the wall, securing me in place with a forearm against the back of my neck.
His free hand slaps my ass until I cry and beg him to stop, but he doesn’t.
He smooths his palm over the aches and starts all over again.
My gaze finds Priest sitting on the bench, stroking himself in a tight fist, up and down slowly, pinching the base until his fist turns white with the strain.
I’m so mesmerized that I don’t realize Viking has started breaching me until he releases a long growl and pummels his hips into me, lifting me off my feet with his power.
“Viking, please.” I’m not sure if I’m begging for more or for him to stop, but he couldn’t care less, he just manipulates me to his needs and thrusts in and out with ease.
“Fuck, hellcat, your ass is perfect for fucking. So tight, so stretchable, so fucking pliable for me.” Biting across the tendon in my neck, I swear I feel his teeth break skin. “Good girl, stay just like this.” I’m pinned and off my feet; I couldn’t move if I wanted to.
“She ain’t moving nowhere, man. You could do anything you wanted to her right now, and she’d scream for more.” Priest sounds amazed, but I can’t stop watching his hand and the leaking pearls rolling down the side that I want to lick up.
“She’s fucking salivating for your dick, man.” Viking’s cruel chuckle is something I imagine people fear, but it only makes me hotter for him.
Priest scoops up his liquids and offers it to me like a special treat. Sucking his finger into my mouth, I bathe it with my tongue, taking every last drop, swallowing it down slowly, loving his flavor and savoring it.
“Finish her,” Priest grunts, getting to his feet and working his dick harder and faster, matching rhythm with Viking as he fucks me like I’m his own little toy. They groan in unison, and I feel Viking pulsing inside me seconds before Priest comes on me from the side.
One flick of Viking’s fingers over my pulsing, swollen clit, and I cry out with my own release. My body goes limp in his arms, and I feel lightheaded, but they’ll take care of me; they always do. In that, I know I can trust.