We lay there, panting and entwined, basking in the afterglow of our intense lovemaking. Kharag's fingers traced lazy patterns across my sweat-drenched skin, while Jarrus's hand gently caressed my hair.
"That was..." I began, but my voice trailed off.
Kharag pulled out and switched places with Jarrus, who quickly stripped out of his pants, revealing his much larger cock. “One last chance, mate. Are you sure you want a second mate?”
I gulped for a moment, eying his cock. I nodded, remembering his care for me and concern. “Yes, I do.”
With that confirmation, Jarrus positioned himself between my legs, his thick cock poised at the entrance to my opened, well-fucked pussy. He smirked down at me, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "You ready for me, lass?"
I couldn't help but laugh softly, though even I could hear the tinge of nerves in my tone. "I’m willing to try, Jarrus."
His grin turned wicked as he pushed into me, filling me completely with his girth. The pressure was overwhelming at first, as he was much broader than Kharag. I winced, and he paused, his grin fading to concern. I panted, unsure that this would work. Kharag leaned over and tweaked my clit, my juices making it slippery. Pleasured arced through me and I arched, forcing Jarrus’s cock in a little deeper. I gasped at the sensation and he groaned, my channel fluttering around him. Pressure built, almost like I was going to pee.
I writhed, trying to get away from Kharag’s wicked fingers, but he was relentless. Pressure built until I exploded, liquid gushing out of me in an arc.
Jarrus smirked. “Told you she was a squirter.”
“That should make it easier now.”
I sagged against the furs as Jarrus slowly advanced, his girth filling me, stretching me wide and filling every inch of me. Each movement sent waves of pleasure coursing through my body, and I spread my legs wider to accommodate him.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he stopped. “Are you well, mate?”
"Lass, it's okay if you want to stop," Kharag said, concern in his voice. "You don't have to do this if it's too much."
"I'm fine," I managed to whisper, my voice catching in my throat as the intensity of the sensation continued to build. "I want to try."
Kharag, still on his knees, watched intently, his eyes locked on our joining. His hand moved between my legs, teasing my clit as my pussy clenched around Jarrus's cock.
Jarrus's cock slowly pulled out then thrust in, repeating the motion harder, his pace quickening as my body adjusted to his size.
I cried out in pleasure as his cock hit all the right spots inside me. I shifted my hips to match his rhythm, arching my back to take him even deeper.
Kharag watched from behind, his eyes dark with lust and possession. "You two are fucking amazing."
Jarrus smiled at his words, concentrating on our lovemaking. "Thank you, mate."
I could feel the build-up of an orgasm, the tension in my body growing tighter with each thrust. I moaned, leaning into Jarrus's body, my nails dragging lightly down his back.
"You ready, lass?" he asked, his voice low and sultry, his hips moving harder and faster.
"Yes, yes," I panted, my body trembling.
“I claim you, Olivia, as my mate. For now and always. As I claim Kharag, as a member of my herd. For now and always.”
He stared at me, the moment feeling heavy with tension, similar to how it felt with Kharag. “I accept your claim, Jarrus, as I accept Kharag as mate. For now and always.”
With a loud grunt, Jarrus increased his pace, each thrust deeper and harder, until I felt like I was being consumed by pleasure. I screamed his name, my pussy clamping down on him so tightly that it felt like he was being pulled into me.
Jarrus groaned, his body shuddering as he climaxed, filling me with his release. I felt it spurt deep inside me, coating my insides with warmth.
As we lay there, panting heavily and sweating, Jarrus pulled out, sliding from me with a wet pop.
“Fuck. I’m drained. Those damned goblins better be far behind.”
“I don’t know about the goblins. You three put on quite a show," a voice drawled from the other side of the clearing.
Jarrus and Kharag leapt to their feet, weapons lifted and ready for action.