26. Rhune
Rhune
My brothers and I step nearer to Cin and Willow, drawn forward by the sound of her pleasure. The mate bond thrums between all of us, hot and heavy with bliss, carrying every ounce of what she's feeling straight into my own chest.
I look at Cin's tails, wrapped tight around Willow's thighs, holding her flush against him. Cin pounds into her dripping pussy, over and over, drawing beautiful screams of pleasure from her plump lips. Want coils tight in my gut as I continue watching them together.
Gods, I want to be closer. I want my hands on her too.
Nyx's hand finds my shoulder—a silent warning not to lunge forward. Dravik doesn't move at all. His jaw is locked, eyes fixed on Willow and brimming with heated desire.
Cin growls savagely as he keeps thrusting into her. Once, twice more, and he comes with a monstrous groan, his head falling back as he fills her with his seed.
“Fuck!” Willow screams as her own release pulses through her. “Fuck yes!”
Cin finally stills inside her, his chest heaving and eyes filled with madness.
His tails do not loosen their grip. If anything, they tighten around her, desperate to keep her close.
Cin’s release drips from where they are still joined, trailing down Willow’s thighs in a thick, shimmering stream that makes my chest clench with possessiveness.
My head is fuzzy with desire, thoughts scattered by everything I just watched. I move closer, palming Willow's breasts, teasing her peaked nipples between my fingers. Her body shudders, and the soft sound that escapes her throat goes straight to my cock.
“Rhune,” she moans, arching into my touch.
I lean down, pressing my mouth to the curve of her shoulder, breathing her in. “My mate,” I whisper. “My beautiful, delicious mate.”
My hands don't stop moving, thumbs circling her nipples until she's squirming beneath me, until every sound she makes is for me and me alone.
Cin leans in, nuzzling his mask against her slender neck. “Do you want all your holes to be filled, angel?” he asks. “Do you want us both?”
Willow nods, wordless, trapped in an endless wave of pleasure. She's still trembling when Cin’s tentacles unwrap from her thighs, and Cin slides out of her with a wet plop.
Cin doesn’t release her. He holds her aloft, only moving his cock from her pussy to the tight hole further back. Her eyes go wide, gleaming with anticipation as his slicked head brushes her asshole.
He presses into her slowly, and she screams in pleasure.
“That’s it. Take all of this cock in your tight little hole. Fucking take it.”
His hips slam flush against her ass, and Cin’s moan mingles with Willow’s cries of bliss. “Gods, yes. Rhune… fill her pussy. Now.”
I don't need to be told twice.
My hand grips her breast, thumb still teasing her nipple, while the other guides my cock toward her slick center. Cin's release makes it easy for me to slide inside, one slow inch at a time, and the sound she makes when I finally bottom out is one I'll remember until the day I die.
“Rhune!” My name breaks apart the same way it did for Cin only moments ago, and I come undone.
I fuck Willow while Cin fucks her ass, lifting her body up and down between us, the two of us finding the perfect rhythm to give our mate the most pleasure. Every thrust drags a fresh sound out of her—my name, a curse, or something that isn't even a word at all.
She comes with a shattered cry, her whole body convulsing between us, and I feel it everywhere.
Her walls collapse around my length, squeezing me perfectly, demanding I fill her.
And I do. Thick, hot ropes of cum spill to the back of her womb as my vision goes white, and for a moment, I cannot remember my own name.
There is only my mate, and the pleasure she gives me.
“Cin! Rhune!”
At the sound of his name, Cin follows me into oblivion, groaning low as he fills her tight hole with his release.
“Ready for another?” Cin asks. “Does my angel want another cock in her greedy little pussy?”
“Y-yes,” she stutters, her hips already rocking, desperate for more. “Yes!”
I ease out of her carefully, settling her weight into Dravik's waiting arms. Willow reaches for him without hesitation, arms looping around his neck. She implicitly trusts every single one of us, and that fact makes me happier than I could ever explain.
“Breathe, my heart.” He lines the head of his massive cock against her entrance. “Just breathe and take my cock.”
As he pushes inside, Willow’s breath catches, her fingernails digging into his shoulders. But she doesn’t ask him to stop, or slow down. If anything, she pulls him closer.
“Gods, yes,” he groans, bottoming out. He barely makes it two thrusts before he comes inside her, his body shuddering with the power of his release, a broken sound tearing out of him I've never heard him make before. “Gods! Willow!”
More release drips to the floor in a growing puddle beneath them, but Cin isn't done with Willow yet.
“One more, angel. You’re doing so well.” His low voice coaxes against her neck. “You can take it, can’t you?”
“Y-yes.” Willow’s body goes limp. “Yes, yes, yes…”
Cin eyes Nyx, and he steps forward without hesitation, palming both of his cocks.
“My turn to make you scream, beautiful.”
Nyx presses both cocks inside Willow at once, and she comes again almost instantly, back arching sharply off Cin's chest as a shuddering moan tears from her open mouth.
“Fuck, yes!”
“That's it,” Cin says against her ear. “Let go. Let us worship you.”
Nyx reaches down, toying with her clit as he and Cin fuck her together, working her from both ends until her eyes roll back and her whole body goes limp between them.
Nyx and Cin come in her together, matching groans tearing loose from both of them at once. The sound fills the cavern, echoing off the walls loud enough that I feel it in my chest. With another cry, Willow follows them into oblivion, letting out a sound I will replay in my dreams for years to come.
By the time they finish filling her, Willow is boneless and utterly satisfied, her thighs dripping, glistening with our combined releases.
She’s the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.
“Good girl,” Nyx breathes, pressing one last lingering kiss to her shoulder before pulling out. “Such a good fucking girl.”
While Nyx steps back, Cin refuses to let her go. He turns her gently in his arms instead, keeping her head tucked close against his beating heart.
“Cin,” she mumbles, voice slurred with exhaustion.
“I'm here,” he says quietly. “I'm not going anywhere.” He carries her the short distance to the furs and settles down, never taking his eyes off his new mate.
Dravik crosses the room to grab a fur cloth from one of the packs. He leaves to wet it in the healing pools, and when he returns, he hands it wordlessly to Cin.
“Thank you, brother,” Cin says, already turning back to Willow.
Cin begins cleaning her delicately, worshipping her soft skin and delicious curves with a reverence I never thought existed in him.
“Mine.” His voice is an awe-filled whisper. “Finally mine.”
“Yours,” she responds, a tired smile gracing her beautiful face. “All of yours.”
She looks at the three of us, and we all move to join her and Cin on the bed of furs. All five of us, finally together. Like it should be.
If only good things were made to last…