Chapter 52
Chapter
Fifty-Two
SABLE
I 'm sprawled out on Finn's bed, naked and flushed from our recent binding. My body still tingles with magic and arousal. I can feel all three of them now, Torin the strongest but Finn and Kael, too. But where Torin and Finn give me comfort and arousal, I get frustration and jealousy from Kael still.
"Think Kael will join us?" I ask Torin.
He chuckles low in his throat. "Not tonight, but he'll get over himself eventually. Right now, let's focus on getting you nice and loose for us."
He walks to the side of the bed. He looms over me, grinning down at my breasts as he palms one roughly. "Mmm, look at these," he murmurs, tweaking a nipple between his fingers.
I gasp and arch into his touch, glancing over at Finn who watches us intently, his blue eyes dark with lust.
Finn reaches out, his calloused fingers tracing the curve of my hip as he pulls me closer to him. His erection presses against my thigh, hot and insistent. I can feel his desire, mingling with mine and Torin's in this charged atmosphere.
"I want to taste you," Finn whispers huskily, his gaze locked on my mouth. Before I can respond, he leans in and captures my lips in a deep, hungry kiss. His tongue delves inside, tangling with mine as he explores every inch of my mouth.
I moan into the kiss, my hands coming up to tangle in his hair. When he breaks away, I'm breathless and panting. Torin takes advantage of the moment, dropping to his knees beside the bed. He buries his face between my thighs, inhaling deeply before dragging his tongue up my slit.
"Ahh!"
I cry out at the sudden onslaught of sensation, my hips bucking upward. Torin's stubble scrapes against my sensitive skin as he laves at my clit, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core.
Finn's hands roam my body, kneading my breasts and trailing down to grip my ass. He squeezes hard, pulling me flush against him. "Look at how wet you are for us," he growls, rubbing his cock against my slick folds. "You're dripping."
I whimper, torn between the pleasure of Torin's ministrations and the pressure of Finn's thick shaft teasing my entrance. Torin's tongue circles my clit, dipping into my hole before returning to lavish attention on my nub. It's almost too much, the dual stimulation pushing me closer to the edge.
I'm teetering on the brink, my body tensed and trembling. Finn's words send a shiver through me, his dominant tone igniting something primal within. I reach down, fisting a hand in Torin's hair as I grind against him.
"Please... I need one of you inside me," I plead, my voice strained with desperation.
With a low groan, Finn positions himself at my entrance, lifting my leg. Slowly, he pushes in, stretching me around his girth. I gasp at the intrusion, my walls clenching reflexively around him. Once he's fully seated, he stills, letting me adjust to his size.
Torin takes the opportunity to slide two long fingers into my ass, curling them slightly. I jerk at the unexpected penetration, my inner muscles spasming around the new sensation. "Fuck, you're tight," Torin mutters, pumping his fingers slowly in and out of my ass while Finn remains buried deep in my cunt. The dual invasion has me seeing stars, my senses overwhelmed by the intense pleasure-pain.
"F-Faster," I manage to gasp out, my hips rocking involuntarily as Torin's digits stretch me further. "Please, don't stop..."
Finn begins to move, withdrawing until just the head of his cock remains inside before surging back in. Each powerful thrust sends ripples through my pussy, heightening the sensations in my ass. I'm so full, so deliciously stretched, that I can barely think past the overwhelming bliss.
Torin adds a third finger, scissoring them to loosen my anal passage further. I wail, my nails digging into Finn's shoulders as I'm pushed to the precipice.
The combination of Finn's relentless pounding and Torin's relentless fingering proves to be too much. With a keening cry, I come undone, my orgasm crashing over me in waves. My inner walls spasm wildly around Finn, milking his cock as he continues to thrust through my climax.
At the same time, I feel Torin's fingers curling deeper, hitting a spot that makes my vision blur. I scream, the sound muffled by Finn's mouth as he claims mine in a searing kiss. Through it all, Torin works his magic, drawing out my pleasure until I'm a quivering, spent mess beneath them.
As the aftershocks fade, Finn slows his movements, finally stilling deep inside me. I can feel his heartbeat, strong and steady, echoing the rhythm of my own.
As I lay there panting, basking in the afterglow, I hear Torin's playful voice cut through the haze of my satisfaction.
"You know what would be real fucking hot right now? If we switched things up a bit." He grins wickedly at Finn. "I miss the feeling of my kitten's sweet cunt wrapped around me like a vice. What do you say, partner? Wanna trade?"
Finn considers for a moment before nodding, a smirk tugging at his lips. Together, they carefully maneuver me, positioning Torin beneath me. He grips my hips, lifting me easily as he lines himself up with my dripping entrance.
"Ready for round two, kitten?" he purrs, slowly lowering me onto his thick shaft. I moan as he fills me, my sensitive walls fluttering around him.
Finn moves behind me, his hands caressing the globes of my ass. I shudder as I feel the blunt head of his cock pressing against my tight rear entrance. "Relax for me, Sable," he coaxes, slowly pushing forward. The burn of the stretch is intense as he sinks into my ass inch by careful inch.
Torin bucks up into me, distracting me from the initial discomfort. "Fuck, your pussy feels incredible," he groans, his fingers digging into my hips. He starts to thrust shallowly, working himself deeper. "So tight and perfect, like you were made for my cock."
Finn bottoms out, his pelvis pressed flush against my ass. For a moment, they both remain still, letting me adjust to being so thoroughly filled.
Then, as if some silent signal passes between them, they begin to move. Finn sets a steady pace, withdrawing almost completely before slamming back in, his heavy balls slapping against my ass. At the same time, Torin rolls his hips, grinding against my cervix with each upward thrust .
The dual stimulation is mind-blowing, pushing me rapidly towards another peak. Pleasure radiates out from where our bodies join, setting every nerve ending alight. Torin's hands leave my hips to cup my breasts, kneading the soft mounds roughly. He pinches and tugs at my nipples, sending jolts straight to my core.
"Such a good little pet, taking both of us so well," he praises, his voice rough with lust. "This is where you belong."
Lost in a haze of ecstasy, I can only moan and writhe between them, impaled on their throbbing shafts. The lewd squelch of my juices and the slap of skin on skin fills the room, punctuated by our escalating cries of pleasure.
Finn leans over me, his chest pressed to my back as he nibbles at my neck. "That's it, take it all," he growls in my ear. One hand snakes around to rub tight circles on my clit, the added stimulation pushing me closer to the edge.
Torin's thrusts become erratic, his grip on my breasts tightening painfully. "Gonna fill this pussy up," he snarls, hammering into me with wild abandon. "Breed this cunt and make you ours forever."
The filthy words, combined with the relentless assault on my senses, prove to be my undoing. With a hoarse scream of their names, I come apart, my pussy clamping down on Torin's pistoning cock like a silken vise. My asshole spasms around Finn, gripping him like a fist as I shake and convulse between them.
Through the fog of my intense orgasm, I feel them stiffen and pulse inside me, their releases flooding my channels. Torin hilts himself deep as he groans brokenly. Finn follows a second later, marking me as theirs in the most primal way possible.
They hold me close as we ride out the waves of shared bliss, our hearts beating as one.
As the aftershocks subside, I find myself sandwiched between Finn and Torin, our sweat-slicked bodies intertwined. A sense of profound connection washes over me - not just physical, but something deeper, more primal. I can feel the echoes of their pleasure, their satisfaction, mingling with my own.
"It's like...like we're connected somehow," I murmur, marveling at the sensation. "I can feel you both, inside and out."
Finn hums in agreement, nuzzling into my hair. "Mmm, I feel it too. Like our souls are entwined."
Torin chuckles softly, his hand lazily tracing patterns on my hip. "Guess that's what happens when you let yourself go and just feel, huh kitten?"
As the post-coital bliss begins to fade, my thoughts drift unbidden to Kael. His distress seeps into my consciousness like an unwelcome chill.
I tense slightly, my brow furrowing as I try to push the intrusive emotions away. Finn and Torin notice the change in my demeanor immediately.
"What's wrong?" Finn asks, propping himself up on one elbow to look at me with concern.
"I...I don't know," I hedge, not wanting to admit the truth. "It's just...I can feel Kael. He's upset."
"Let him stew," Torin says, stretching out on the bed more and putting his hands behind his head.
I sigh heavily, torn between the lingering warmth of our lovemaking and the growing unease emanating from Kael. As much as I hate to admit it, the bond we share, twisted though it may be, still holds sway over certain aspects of my emotional state.
"I can't just ignore it," I murmur, sitting up slowly. "As much as I wish I could, he's still a part of me, whether I like it or not. "
Finn sits up beside me, his hand coming to rest on my thigh in a gesture of support. "We understand, Sable. It's okay to feel concerned." His tone is gentle, but I can hear the undercurrent of tension.
I take a deep breath, trying to center myself. The conflicting emotions swirling within me - the residual passion, the budding affection for Finn and Torin, and the inescapable pull towards Kael - create a maelstrom of confusion and turmoil.
"I need to talk to him," I say finally, my voice heavy with resignation. "Not because I want to, but because I have to. For my own peace of mind, if nothing else."
As I slip out of the bed to gather my clothes, I see Torin look between me and then at Finn. "Still want to cuddle without her?" he asks.
Finn glares at him, deadpan. “Torin, if you get within five feet of me, I’ll shove one of your blades somewhere you’ll never find it again.”
Torin smirks, leaning back lazily against the pillows. “Feisty. I like it.”