Chapter 41 #2
Sire and Loch retreat. I’m panting for breath as Jace lays our bodies down, his marble chest to my back as he cups my cheek, turning it to take his tangy kiss.
I whimper into it, tasting my lust on his tongue, completely submitting, safe, and wanting this. He doesn’t ask. He knows it’s my fantasy as Zar and Nick climb onto the platform and lie beside me.
Jace turns my focus back to them, watching as Nick positions himself behind Zar. They’re lying on their sides and facing us, our mirror as Nick’s inked hand reaches around, fisting Zar’s sheathed dick.
Nick coaxes, his lips at Zar’s ear. “You ready to serve us?”
“Please, Daddy,” Zar murmurs, his lustful eyes on me, his gorgeous body completely Nick’s.
Nick slaps Zar’s eager erection, making him moan, his eyelids fluttering with Nick’s taunt, “You ready to make her our queen, like I made you mine?”
“Yes, Daddy.” Zar pants, tracing my tightened nipple, aroused shivers making me tremble with his wish. “I want to feel you fuck me while I’m inside her.”
Jace ruts against my backside, his erection threatening and hard, his breath warm and waiting. Desire curls through me, spiraling through every inch of my thrilled flesh.
“Good boy.” Nick reaches down between them. “Now, Daddy’s gonna fuck your ass so I can make your dick hard to fuck her for me.”
“Oh god, yes.” Zar groans, and I shudder, feeling Jace playing with my anal plug.
He’s pulling at it, twirling and teasing and steaming over my ear. “You ready for your daddy’s dick to fuck your ass too? Gonna get your pussy so wet to take his cock at the same time. Right, Viv? That’s what my sweet slut wants? So many dicks to fuck her tonight?”
Anchored to Jace’s flesh, his desire the same as mine, I let go. I plunge into depths with him we won’t be ashamed of, letting desire flood our world.
“Yes, my king.”
It’s a sweet storm of sensations. The slick plug pulled from my ass. Jace’s probing fingers, coated with lube he grabbed from beside him, keep me gaping and gasping until it’s his swollen cock, breaching me, stretching me.
I shudder in ecstasy, his body mirroring Nick’s, who’s caressing Zar’s hip, their legs entangled as he slowly thrusts inside him.
Lifting my leg, Jace spreads me open. “Let them watch me fuck my queen’s beautiful slutty little ass.” I’m all his, all on shameless display with Jace’s cock pumping into my tightest hole, my other aching and wet.
I lock my gaze on Zar’s and moan. He’s as taken as I am, as claimed by his king, his lips parted with lust, eyes flooded with love. This ocean is ours, its wave rising inside me. My clit is throbbing, my core tightening, my thigh in Jace’s grasp shakes.
“Mmm. That’s it, Viv. Such a good girl.” He drags his cock out, proudly leaving me gaping so everyone can see it, before he ruthlessly drives back in. “Show them how your pretty pink pussy squirts when I fuck your ass.”
With three lewd thrusts, Jace makes me burst. I explode. I scream, grabbing Zar, who’s equally enraptured. Equally ensnared. Equally claimed by Nick.
“Please.” I pant, grasping Zar’s pec, his dark hair soft, his muscles hard. “Please, my kings, I…”
It’s the sweetest emptiness. An exquisite ache. A pain so pleasurable, knowing my kings will fill it. It’s a proud demand from my body, voiced with no shame. “All three of you, fuck me now.”
I’m engulfed in their heat. Rising through their flames. Moaning as I watch Nick reach for Zar’s cock, our bodies moving, aligning to where Jace is deep in my ass, his body stilled as Nick notches Zar’s tip into my cunt. Lifting my top leg, Jace drapes it over Zar’s hip, my leg brushing Nick’s.
I’m so free and fucked, so open and trapped between their three hulking bodies. Joined. Anointed. Initiated. My back against Jace’s abs, my tits brushing Zar’s chest. I’m petite and totally taking them, immersed in their slow thrusts, the pressure too pleasurable to survive.
“Oh god.” I groan, my eyes shut, my heart wide, sensations drowning me in rapture.
“Viv, you okay?” Jace grabs my hip.
“Yes.” I pant into their heat. My ass stretched, my pussy singing, the intensity intoxicating. “Fuck me.”
“Gently.” Jace growls at our partners.
“Don’t hurt her,” Nick warns, coaxing Zar. “Be a good boy. Just give her a few inches.”
Zar holds my thigh, right under Jace’s grasp. “Yes, Daddy.” Like Nick’s trained him, he obeys, lusciously teasing my entrance, his pumps shallow and salacious. “Mmm, Daddy, fuck my ass harder and make me fuck her pussy.”
Their kink makes me moan. Jace too. He’s thrusting much deeper and harder than Zar.
Letting Zar hold me open, Jace reaches around, his fingers thrilling my frenzied clit while his words take my mind. “Such a good girl, Vivian, taking all this dick. Aren’t you?”
“Yes, Daddy.” I echo Zar’s kink, making Nick grunt, indulging us. “I’m such a good girl for you. Loving all this dick fucking me. It feels so good.”
It does. I’m drowning in this desire, safely submerged between their bodies. I’m taking everything Jace is giving me, and wanting to cry at the beauty, at how good this feels.
“Fuck, Viv.” He’s loving it too. His thrusts dirty. His touch delicious. “You want to come for us, baby? You need to come for your kings?”
“Ugh, fuck.” Zar grunts; the sound of the railing Nick is giving him fills the room. “Yes, come, our queen. Goddamn, this feels good. I need to come too.”
“Good boy. So fucking good for me. Make her our queen.” Nick’s staking his claim, fulfilling his vow. His thrusts are so brutal, Zar has to fight back, taking his force, resisting the inertia to thrust farther inside me. Zar won’t hurt me while he’s so hard, loving Nick’s domination.
Jace starts doing the same to me. It doesn’t hurt; it heals. Heightening my pleasure. Blinding my senses. Stretching me so much I’m about to break into a new woman and never look back.
Like he can read my soul, Jace knows what to do. Lifting my leg again, he proves to everyone I’m his queen, their queen.
“Rub that clit, baby,” he orders me, and I obey, desperate for this annihilation. “Mmm, that’s it, Viv. Show them you’re not ashamed. Show them you love my dick fucking your ass and one fucking your pussy. Say it.”
“Yes, Daddy.” I’m so here for this, I’m gone.
“No, my queen, say it.” Jace thrusts inside me. “Show it,” he commands as Zar fucks me too. “Be proud of it.” Jace thrusts again. Demanding. Worshipping. Liberating. “Fucking love it, Viv. Love it, like I love you.”
Jace starts pounding my ass so hard I can’t stop screaming it, owning it, making it a part of me no one can ever take away again. I fall so deep into who I am, what I desire, and who I love, I surge back. Emerging. Gulping. Sweating. Squirting. Swimming to a new shore.
I get lost in an orgasmic tsunami until I find my new self turned around in Jace’s loving arms, my body empty, my heart full, my panting lips pressed to his sweet pounding chest.
I think Zar came. I know Jace didn’t, while I feel like I can’t stop, and can’t take any more as Jace smooths my sweaty hair from my face.
Whispering, he asks, “Do you want Grant or Sire next?”
Want.
I never felt entitled to it.
Most women can’t say what they want because most girls aren’t raised to get what they want. No, we’re raised to endure the wants of others.
Not anymore. Not in this world. Not with a man like Jace and a love like ours.
I reach, tracing his loving lips, lost in his perfection and found in his lapis eyes as they search mine. “I only want you, Jace Ryan. Now and forever.”
“Viv, it’s okay. I know it’s your fantasy, and—”
“It is, and I’m not ashamed of it. But it’s not what I want right now.” I nestle into him, my oasis, my rescue. “I just want you. I want to love my king, and I want the other queens to love theirs. Together. All of us.”
Summoned, they sense it and join us on the platform. Each king with his queen. Axel with Ruby. Sire with Wren. Nash and Vale, here in spirit. Grant with Delphine. Nick loving Zar. Loch loving Alena. Each couple an unbreakable thread.
Glancing over the landscape of bodies intertwined around us, our ties weave into my soul. A tapestry of love. Of bonds for life.
Gazing down at Jace while he’s inside me, his fingers laced in my hair, his strength pulling my lips to join his—I know he’ll fulfill my fantasy one day. But right now, all I want is this reality.
This man.
My best friend.
My king.
My picture of love.