Page 46 of Their Fated Magic

Arlys and Rinan press closer. Their bodies are hard and hot against mine. Each of them grabs a breast, and then they’re playing with my nipples, making their peaks harden until they’re almost painful. The sensations are almost too much, almost more than I can bear. And then Arlys’ hand slips between my thighs.

My lips part, intent on making some unnamed sound, and my legs spread wider. Drogo’s tongue dives into my mouth, and our tongues tangle together, desperate and wanting. Then I feel Arlys’ hand stroke my core, tease me without entering me, and my legs begin to shake.

Drogo’s lips break from mine, and he begins to suck his way down my neck. Slowly. Unhurriedly. Like all he wants in this world is to taste my throat. And then Arlys’ fingers part me and slip into my folds.

My body jerks. Arlys continues his dance, like an expert, drawing out my arousal. Making me burn for him. Making me burn for all of them.

Drogo lifts me, and my legs wrap around his back. Between us is still Arlys’ hand, playing, teasing, making me wild. Rinan leans down and takes my nipple in his mouth and begins to suck. The pleasure makes me buck against Arlys’ hand as my head spins.

I’ve just barely experienced sex for the first time. I thought it was amazing. But now, with three men touching and tasting me, it’s like I’m experiencing a different kind of sex… and I like it. A lot.

Drogo is carrying me. Moving me. The men are everywhere, working together, and then they shift places, and I’m laid back on a rock at the hot spring’s edge. Drogo doesn’t hesitate. He spreads my thighs and presses his mouth inside of me. I cry out, and Rinan and Arlys are there, sucking on my breasts. My head spins. My pleasure builds.

And builds.

It rises up higher and higher inside of me, making my toes curl, making my core throb until the feeling is overwhelming. More than I can handle.

Even so, I don’t expect the orgasm that strikes me. It hits me with all the force of a runaway horse, until I’m completely under its control. My hands tangle in Rinan and Arlys’ hair. My hips thrust against Drogo’s face. I ride the waves as they crash over me over and over again until I lie back, spent.

Rinan and Arlys leave my breasts and move to my pussy. They begin to lick me together, both their tongues working in a way that has me losing my mind. Drogo’s big hands find my breasts, and he plucks and pinches in a way that makes my hips jerk.

My men are going crazy, eating me out like this is all they’ve ever wanted. They touch my stomach, my hips, my thighs, owning my flesh in a way only they can.

When I feel another orgasm building, a desire to have them inside of me overtakes me. “Please,” I whisper.

They freeze. Drogo’s deep voice comes, an inch from my nipple. “You want us to stop?”

I shake my head. “I want you to… come. I want you… inside me.”

Something changes between them. Something that makes me suspect that being inside me was never the plan. That maybe this time was meant for just my pleasure. But I don’t think they need much to be convinced.

The men part from between my thighs. Drogo picks me up as if I weigh nothing at all. Then he lays down on the rock with me on top, scooting up to give the others room.

“You sure you can take all three of us?” he pants.

I nod, even though I’m not sure. I just want to be sure.

The tip of his big cock angles into my pussy, and my heartbeat races in my ears. He’s gentle, slow, seeming to take a lifetime to reach his hilt. But once he does, he feels good. Really good. Hot and hard, throbbing inside of me in a way I’ll never get sick of.

Rinan straddles Drogo’s legs, and Arlys straddles my ass. I’m not sure exactly how they’re going to make this work. Then the strangest thing happens: I feel Rinan start to press his cock into my pussy alongside Drogo’s.

My eyes widen. My nails dig into Drogo’s shoulders. Inch by inch Rinan pushes himself deeper, filling me with two cocks. Stretching my body to allow something that should be impossible. My toes curl. My body would rise up, if I could escape the men. And yet, it’s not a bad feeling.

When Rinan reaches his hilt, I’m panting. We all are. We’re held into place, waiting, but I don’t know for what.

And then I hear Arlys spit into his hand. He strokes his cock a few times, and then I feel his tip pressing into my asshole. Maybe I’m naive. Maybe I’m a fool. But I never imagined that this was the next step.

I hold myself still, feeling like I’m being speared by giant dicks as he slowly eases inside of me. The fit is tight, too tight, like with my pussy, but the feeling isn’t bad. Just strange.

I tense, but he waits. He waits until I relax, then eases in deeper, following my lead. Making it clear to me that even though I’m filled with three large men, I’m the one in charge.

When he finally buries himself balls deep inside of me, and I can feel his balls against me, Drogo kisses me. “Are you okay?”

I nod again, unsure about what to say.

He grabs ahold of my breasts and starts working my nipples as the men begin to move inside of me. I’m having a hard time drawing in a breath when they move me so that only their tips are inside me, and then they slam back in.

I cry out as waves of pleasure crash over me, but they’re not done. Their thrusts are slow at first, making it hard to think, making it hard to feel anything except them inside of me. But their movements get faster and harder, sending sparks dancing in front of my eyes, making my body feel alive with pleasure. Faster and harder. Faster and harder. They pump inside of me until I explode, screaming over the edge, my vision going dark, my world changed forever.

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