Page 132 of Blood of Ancients

Magnus took his cue, fisted his slab at the base—where the studs ended—and grabbed my trembling legs. He tilted me back using my ankles, planking me on Corym, lifting my feet above the water, baring my pussy to him.

Then he sank down into me, pushing my knees back against my tits. The abrupt cold of his piercings as he entered made me stutter and stammer with orgasmic bliss.

I writhed, shaking as the two men stuffed me completely in both holes. My eyes rolled aimlessly, trying to catch my breath and get a hold of myself.

Grim took that opportunity to tangle his hand in my hair, press forward, and slam his oversized cock into my mouth.

I choked, gagging, tears springing from my eyes as the first few inches of Grim drilled to the back of my throat.

Now I wastrulystuffed, unable to catch my breath or think straight as the three men tormented my holes and ruined me like I’d demanded.

I put my hand out, fingers shaking from the men fucking the senses of out me, and felt Sven’s scalding cock land on my palm. Closing my fingers around him, I squeezed, and he grunted.

The other three moved in tandem, in synchronicity like they’d planned this out and done it before, even though I knew they hadn’t.

Corym pushed past tightness in my ass and I felt like he was slamming into my stomach. Magnus mating-pressed me from above, already moving into a ruthless rhythm that made me wonder if the bloodrender was trying to breed his silvermoon.

Grim had my head turned, so he could fuck my face from the side. I was completely immobile from the tight grips of these merciless men. They held me in place, using me, bringing an orgasm rippling through my body and making me tremble with release.

It was only a matter of seconds before another heavy climax breached my system, short-circuiting my brain. The feeling of Magnus and Corym working together—one of them receding while the other plunged—drove me to insanity. It was all they could do to both fit inside my holes, the undersides of their big cocks rubbing together.

“Your ass is too damn tight for me,lunis’ai,” Corym growled in my ear. He didn’t even sound like himself—he sounded like an animal, like Sven or Grim. “Too tight for any of us.”

“Then scoot over and give me her hole, elf,” Sven growled. “I’ll widen it for you.”

I stroked him furiously, making him harder and harder, until he was throbbing in my grip. Sven was pumping his hips off to my left, and I jerked him blindly while my head was twisted right at the utter mercy of Grim.

The bear shifter’s heavy balls collided with my chin, swinging and clapping against me. The musk was instense, making my eyes roll even worse, screwing up my pupils as I felt I was going cross-eyed.

All the while, the piston-slams of Magnus and Corym fucking me, sandwiching my folded body between them.

My whole body jiggled with my next climax, but the pleasure was only just beginning. Because then Magnus reached down and started slapping my pussy where he fucked me, splashingwater all over the place while he rubbed the heel of his palm vigorously against my engorged clit.

I shook my head, humming and losing consciousness, losing air. Darkness was encroaching from the intense ecstasy I swam in, at all ends. My free hand tapped Grim’s giant thigh, praying he would fuck the feeling from my face and the doubts from my mind, while also praying he didn’t asphyxiate me past the point of no return.

My lovable, protective bear shifter pulled back.

I gasped, choking, coughing as strands of precum and saliva shot from my mouth. “Ahhh!” I cried out, heaving when Corym barred my legs, lifting my gods-damn knees to my ears. He put me in a full nelson while pulverizing my little asshole.

In and out, back and forth, the rhythm of those two men abusing my pussy and ass was too much. Magnus punishing my clit was just the cherry on top, and I started to see red and yellow flickering lights behind my eyelids when I screwed my eyes shut to stay conscious.

My moans bounced of the walls, just as my mates bounced off me.

I was well aware we were missing one of the gang, but it couldn’t be helped. I knew Arne was dealing with so much, yet I couldn’t feel guilty about giving myself over to the utter depravity of these determined, dominant worshippers.

“Enough,” Sven growled, and pushed Magnus aside. The bloodrender snarled at him as his studded cock flew from my cunt and he splashed off to the side. “I’ve waited long enough, and I won’t let you torment me any longer, menace. Understood?”

I nodded dumbly, unable to form words. Corym’s thighs were bouncing on the bench, slapping into me from beneath.

Sven squeezed between my legs, his hard hips against my softness as I urged him closer. He grabbed my hair, pulling meforward, bending me in a new direction with Corym holding my legs back and parting my pussy lips to give him a wide opening.

The wolf slammed his cock inside me. He was thicker than Magnus, yet not as long, and it was a perfect contrast to the sleek, velvety elf-cock destroying my asshole.

I shook my head, yelling to the heavens. Crying out as my mates demolished me. Drowning in another orgasm—which I knew my men wouldn’t let be the last one.

Sven was right: They weren’t going to let me walk out of here, if I was ever able to walk again after such treatment.

Treatment I hadbeggedfor. Ordered them to carry out, like a queen to her subjects.

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