Chapter Twelve #2
“You’ll last until I tell you to come,” Elias says firmly. “And not before. We’re only just starting this.”
“Oh, God...”
My ass hits Branson’s wide thighs, I’ve taken him fully and it’s incredible.
“Good girl,” Elias says gruffly, “now you lean forward and work your clit on him.”
I don’t need telling twice and the moment Elias releases my torso I tip to kiss Branson and connect my clit to his hard body.
Elias disappears. Branson and I kiss and I grind onto him, feeling the first tug of a new orgasm, a clitoral one that will no doubt send me into a wild climax.
“I love you,” he whispers. “So much.”
“Is that because you’re inside me?” I stare into his eyes. They flash with a hint of amber and lots of wild, passionate love.
“No ... it’s because I can’t imagine not being with you.” He threads his hands into my hair and kisses me with an intensity that steals my breath. “I love you, believe it.”
“I love you too.”
“You do?”
I smile. “Yes, both of you.”
We kiss again and I sense Elias behind me once more.
And then there’s a swipe of something slippery over my asshole.
“Oh!” I gasp. “Elias, I...”
“You said you could handle us both at the same time,” he says. “So that’s what we’re doing.”
“You ... I ... but...”
“No buts, I’m gonna fuck your ass while you fuck Branson.” He slips his finger into my tight pucker. High. Knuckle deep.
I freeze and then stutter in a breath. The sensation is dark and erotic and I definitely don’t hate it.
“You’ll be begging for him to fuck your ass soon,” Branson says against my lips. “He’s so damn good at it.”
“But I’m already ... so full and...”
“And we’ll fit perfectly,” Elias says, adding another finger.
I rock on Branson and bask in the crazy lust that’s raging through me. I do want Elias in me at the same time. It will be off-the-scale sexy to be full of them both.
He scissors his fingers gently, stretching me, preparing me for him. I moan softly and try to relax.
Branson clenches his jaw and closes his eyes. “Fuck, I don’t want to come yet. But...”
“No!” Elias says firmly and puts his other hand on the small of my back to keep me still. “Don’t you dare come yet, you’ll get spanked red raw if you do.”
Branson twists his head and moans.
I get the feeling that’s not much of a threat.
“Don’t move, Maisey,” Elias instructs. “Don’t ride him for a minute while I get inside you too.”
I do as he asks and catch my breath when he withdraws his fingers.
He moves between my legs and his cock touches my asshole. I can’t help a flutter of nerves. He’s so damn big. Impossibly so. “I don’t know if...”
“Bear down,” he tells me and clasps my hips. “Bear down and take this.”
I’d never had a lover so dominant, or one who wanted to fuck my ass. But now I have Elias, and Branson, and everything has changed.
I relax my tight hole and he finds purchase and begins to ease into me. My ring stretches around his cock, wider, wider, wider still. And his entry is so thick and dense, heavy, and he grips me so tight as he keeps penetrating me.
I gasp and close my eyes. How much further can he go?
“I can feel him,” Branson gasps. “His cock, against mine, inside you. Fuck.”
I’m panting, sweating, my pussy is throbbing with want.
“Oh ... oh ... it’s...” There’s a nip of discomfort in my asshole.
“It’s okay,” Elias says, stilling. “I’m in. You’ve taken me.”
“Thank fuck.” I couldn’t have taken any more. The root of his cock is the thickest part of his shaft and it’s obviously my limit.
“Relax,” Elias says more gently. “It’s time for the good bit.”
The discomfort fades and I touch my nose to Branson’s. “Is this what you’d hoped for your first time?”
“So much more ... fuck, yeah.”
“Move, Maisey, fuck him. And everyone come when you need to.” Elias makes a low growling sound deep in his throat. “I’ll join you, this is incredible. I can feel you both around me and against me.”
I do as he asks and begin to rock. Elias moves with me, his knotted cock staying deep, though I slide a little on Branson’s cock. I’m so slippery with Elias’s cum and there’s some olive oil there too.
“Faster,” Branson gasps. “Fuck me faster.”
I grind with more vigour, the pressure in my ass and pussy building at breakneck speed. I’m dizzy with desire, with the need to orgasm. But will I survive it? It’s going to be so intense, coming around two huge shifter cocks.
“I can’t hold off,” Branson gasps. His cock is rigid and swollen inside me. “It’s too good.”
“Come,” I say onto his lips and squeeze his length with my pussy lips. “Come with me.”
Elias lets out a cry that’s more like a howl. His cock throbs inside me.
Branson wails, his head pressing into the pillow and his neck tendons straining. He releases into me, high inside me, his cock pulsating against my pussy walls and Elias.
I fall into bliss, my clit pulsing in ecstasy as my pussy and ass hug the two huge cocks lancing me. It’s new and thrilling and wild to grip so much solidity as I come and the orgasm spins me into new highs.
My heart thuds and I cry out, claiming every drop of pleasure my men are giving me. We are one. I don’t know where I stop and they begin. There is only us. We are all that exists in the universe for a few blissful seconds.
And then Branson relaxes, as though spent. Elias tips forward and nibbles my earlobe.
I slow and still with the two cocks lodged high.
“You did so well,” Elias murmurs. “Taking us both like that.”
“It was amazing.”
“And the first of many times,” Branson adds and pushes my hair back from my hot face.”
“I hope so.” I smile at him.
“We’re stuck here for a minute or two,” Elias says. “Sorry.”
“Do not apologize for being inside me, I love it.” I giggle.
“And I love you,” Elias whispers. “Both of you ... so much I feel like my heart will burst with it.”
A few minutes later, after I’ve had a trip to the bathroom, we lay tangled on the sheets, hot despite the cold weather outside. Branson is spooning me as I lay half on Elias’s broad chest.
“Elias,” I say, touching a patch of gray stubble on his jawline.
“Mmm?” He’s in a deliciously relaxed state and his features are softer than usual. “You know you said you love me.”
“Yeah.”
“I love you too.”
He opens his eyes fully and gives one of his rare full smiles. “And do you love Branson?”
Branson glides his hand from my hip to my breast and squeezes. “She told me she does, as I love her.”
Elias hugs me a little closer and sets his hand over Branson’s. “Then we are complete.”
“We are.” I kiss his chest. “Almost.”
“Almost?” His features stiffen instantly. “What do you mean?”
“Do you want to tell him or shall I, Branson?”
He pauses for a moment. “You tell him.”
“Okay.” I circle Elias’s nipple and swallow. “When I went to give my blood at the panther den, Nikoli, the doctor, told us something.”
“What? What did he tell you?” Elias pauses. “You’re worrying me.”
“It’s nothing to worry about, I think you’ll be pleased.”
Branson chuckles softly. “I am.”
A tendon flicks in Elias’s jaw.
“He told me I am one of the very rare humans who can carry a shifter baby.”
“You can?” Elias’s eyes widen. “I mean ... wow ... that’s incredible.”
Branson nuzzles my neck and traces his finger to my navel. “Perhaps you are already carrying our baby, or babies.”
“I would like that.”
“So would we,” Elias says. “A lot.”
Despite myself, a bubble of excitement grows in me. I haven’t known these men for long, yet it feels like I have known them forever, or at least waiting to meet them, to become their third, forever. So why wait any longer? A baby, a family, the three of us are perfect.
Because no matter what happens, we are bound together. By secrets, the underworld, and love. The beasts of the night in the city that never sleeps are my beasts to love and hold and go through life with.
I am one lucky witch.
The End
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