Page 17 of Triplets for the Barbarians

“AH!” I cry out. Fadai holds me close, grabbing and squeezing my breasts. “More… I need more.”

I manage to glance down, my gaze locked on Yossul’s as he captures my clit between his lips and applies enough pressure with his tongue to break me apart into a trillion little pieces. I come hard against his mouth, my pussy rippling in endless incandescent waves as he licks every drop of liquid desire flowing out of me.

“Bend over, baby,” I hear Fadai behind me.

I happily oblige, just in time for him to bury his cock so deep inside my body that I lose my footing for a moment. Yossul shoots up and catches me, but it’s a delicious trap as he slides into my mouth. I’m breathless and still shuddering from one crippling orgasm while my men fuck me both ways.

Yossul is a gargantuan beast; my lips stretched beyond belief as I work hard to take all of him in. He slides down my throat quite easily, to my surprise, and I revel in the sensation while Fadai holds me firmly by the hips and rams into me.

I’m filled to the brim, each thrust expanding my senses and setting my body on fire. My muscles are taut as I somehow maintain my position.

“Oh, you taste like fucking sweetness,” I manage in between deep-throating gurgles as Yossul lovingly caresses my face and fucks my mouth with slow and deliberate movements.

Fadai goes deeper, faster, harder while his hand moves around and takes hold of my clit. He knows what I want. He has already read my mind, and I’m about to lose it completely. The nerves are raw and clustered tightly together, the skin slick and tender. Every flick of his deft finger causes a sparkling sensation that shoots all the way up into my core.

“HARDER!” I scream. And boy, do they oblige.

The Kreek brothers are strong and relentless. They do not take prisoners, and they sure know how to make a woman theirs in every possible sense of the word.

“Do you feel our bond, Jewel?” Yossul asks, his powerful frame casting a heavy shadow over me as I take him, gladly, deeper down my throat. All I can do is blink, tears of joy and ecstasy streaming down my cheeks while Fadai comes hard, spilling his seed in the warmth of my womb.

I feel it, yes.

I have felt it for years, throbbing in my rib cage, beckoning me to close the gap between us. Alas, my pride and my determination to win the war have kept me from something incredible. I see it now. I see it so vividly.

We’ve been missing out.

This whole time, we’ve been missing out on the single most precious connection mortals like us will ever get to experience. Never again, I tell myself as I swallow Yossul, as I feel the veins along his thick shaft pulsating with his climactic release.

Never again will I let anyone or anything keep me from them, just as I know that never again will they let anyone or anything keep them from me.

The night is still young.

We have so much catching up to do.

6

Jewel

Morning finds us tangled beneath the bed sheets.

My eyes peel open ever so slowly as the morning sunlight gleams through the window. The morning breeze is cooler than last night’s, but I love what it does to my skin. My nipples perk up as I stretch my limbs out like the laziest cat, my body tiny while flanked by Yossul and Fadai’s mountainous figures.

I purr softly, smiling as I enjoy every lazy second. My men stir awake with equal delight, and the memories of our lovemaking come flooding back in. We’ve been yearning for one another for so long that it was verging on painful, and none of the times I spent pleasuring myself came anywhere close to the mind-bending orgasms these beasts gave me last night.

“Good morning,” Yossul whispers in my ear.

I don’t get to respond as he quickly covers my mouth with his, hands already roaming freely up and down my body. Fadai’s erection grows menacingly against my hip while his lips find my ear to nibble on.

It’s one of his favorite treats, I soon realize, and it’s making me wetter than ever. Do I even have any energy left in me, though? We were at it all through the night. I doubt we managed to get more than a couple of hours of sleep.

But my body is eager to respond. “Good morning to you, too,” I giggle, turning over to face Fadai so I can kiss him deeply on the lips.

“Let’s not rush anywhere,” he says.

“I don’t think we can,” I reply as Yossul sticks to my back, his cock twitching against my ass cheeks. “I don’t think I want to rush anywhere.”

“It’s my turn, anyway,” Yossul mutters and bites into my nape.

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