Reaching around her hip, Arcon slipped his hand between her thighs and rubbed her clit. “I know it hurts, red, but you’re going to come for me. I want to feel your virgin ass submit to my cock.”
“Yes, Sir,” she whispered, ready, even eager to obey.
She was a conduit, genetically engineered to surrender. Her energy churned, dangerously close to burning through the barriers. She opened her body and calmed her mind, using submission to control the flames.
His fingers stroked her clit and Kendra yielded, relaxing so her body could respond. Her pussy fluttered, drawing her attention to how tightly he stretched her other opening.
“Give it to me.” He pulled nearly out then drove in deep, the stroke long and slow so she felt every millimeter moving inside her. “Give me your pleasure now.”
Panting harshly, she began to move with him, driving upward as he thrust down. His fingers rubbed over and around her sensitive clit. Tingles erupted and tension built. It was happening. Despite the pain and her raw emotions, she was going to come around his cock.
She gasped and tossed her hair back, releasing the last of her inhibitions. The orgasm crested with his next thrust. Pleasure inundated her senses, cascading through her from head to toe. He filled her ass and her clit twitched beneath his stroking fingers. She cried out helplessly and her back passage tightened rhythmically around his cock.
Submitting to his demands soothed the raging Fire inside her. She sensed the energy receding. It was still present yet no longer threatening.
“Good girl,” Arcon praised as he fucked into her bottom. “Such a good girl.” He continued to rub her clit, prolonging her pleasure as he leisurely found his own release. He pulled out and spread her cheeks, spurting his seed over both openings. “This is your mates’ pussy,” he murmured, pushing some of his cum inside her. “And our ass,” he concluded, repeating the ritual with her bottom.
Kendra collapsed onto her belly, restless despite the powerful orgasm she’d just received. She felt weak and shaky, utterly used, yet she also felt incomplete as if the situation was not resolved.
Zevon. She realized. She had two mates and Zevon had yet to find release.
“This was not how I pictured our first time,” Arcon said a few minutes later. He sat beside her on the bed and cleaned her limp body with a warm cloth.
She looked up at him through her hair. “Me either.” The smile she attempted to form never quite materialized.
He parted her ass cheeks and spread something cool and soothing over and into her sore bottom. “This will make you feel better.”
The gentle gliding of his fingers against her oversensitive flesh made her squirm and moan. Why did she still feel so needy? She sucked in a deep breath, then let it out slowly through her mouth.
“Damn it,” Zevon muttered, sitting down near her head. “Your energy is spiking again. I’m not sure we can postpone this any longer.”
Alarmed, yet excited, she rolled to her hip and sat up, facing her controller. “What do you mean? I’m not ready to be claimed.”
“We can release your abilities without claiming you, but it will require a telepathic link. Are you willing to share your thoughts and emotions with us or just your amazing body?”
Challenge rippled through his tone. If she hadn’t felt the churning energy threatening to rip her apart, she might have argued with him. As it was, she knew he was right. They were out of time. “You already sense our emotions. This will just make things fairer for Arcon and me.”
“Then get on your hands and knees and bring that sweet pussy right to the edge of the bed.”
“Yes, Master.” She whispered the title, still finding it slightly objectionable. Shifting back to her hands and knees, she scooted back until her hips lined up with the edge of the bed.
Zevon moved up behind her and grasped her hips. Then he shifted the angle of her body so she crossed one corner of the bed. The reason for the angle was obvious. This would allow them to access her mouth and her pussy at the same time. She looked around and realized that Arcon had gone into the bathroom doubtlessly to clean up after fucking her ass.
“Open those thighs,” Zevon directed, drawing her focus back to the bed. “Show me what belongs to me, what belongs to us.”
She moved her knees farther apart until her pussy lips parted and her openings were fully on display.
Easing two fingers into her pussy, Zevon ran one hand up and down her back while he fucked her with the other. “So soft and hot. Your body is made for fucking.”
She tightened her inner muscles, encouraging him without words.
He chuckled. “Need more, pet. Are you ready for your master’s cock?”
“Yes, please.” His fingers slipped free and he slapped her wet slit instead. Kendra gasped and shot a glare over her shoulder. “I asked nicely?”
“If I want to spank your pussy, what happens?”
She clenched her teeth for a moment then said, “You spank my pussy.” It was a familiar game, a playful way for him to demonstrate his dominance. He slid his fingers back inside her, pumping them just long enough for her to start enjoying the motion, then he slapped her vulnerable flesh.