Page 20 of Blood of Ancients

My two tallest mates towered over me. They controlled me at both ends yet didn’t try to overpower or dominate me. They let me work at my own pace, pushing my ass lazily against Magnus while my head bobbed on Grim.

It didn’t take long for that to change. The water around us splashed, the reflection of nearby torchlight shimmered in the quaking surface of the slow river.

There was something about the cold of the water below us, the metallic twinge inside me, and the sheer heat of the men sandwiching me that made my brain do a tailspin in the best way possible.

Mere minutes passed before I felt a knot of pressure build at the base of my belly, spreading through me rapidly, begging to be unleashed and explode outward. I couldn’t hold onto my resolve.

My breath came out rough as I ripped my mouth off Grim’s cock. “Gods above, boys. I could do this all fucking night and die happy in the morning.”

They chuckled in my ear, low and brooding.

Grim moved forward, went to his knees in the lazy current, and toyed with my breasts. He licked and laved, pebbling my nipples, drawing my tits into his mouth one after the other, and sent a shock of ecstasy swimming through me.

Then he took Magnus’ place of palming my pussy. He vigorously rubbed my clit as Magnus fucked me from behind.

My toes curled in the water. My body jiggled from the sudden orgasm that ripped through me like a jagged lightning bolt. I gasped, crying out, voice echoing off the cave walls.

We weren’t in my room. We were in public, where anyone could walk by. That only added to the sweltering deliciousness of what we were doing.

We were unashamed, the three of us. Bodies so close that, in the darkness, you couldn’t tell us apart. Just a tangle of limbs, voices, heated breaths.

“I want you both,” I begged after the first orgasm.

As if trying to figure out the logistics of it, Magnus said in his deadpan voice, “If I put this in your ass, I’ll rip you apart.”

“Good.”

Magnus wasn’t wrong. The studs might do damage, because I wasn’t used to something like a Jacob’s Ladder in my ass. I could train for it, but the training hadn’t even begun.

Grim chuckled and kissed me. He could have lifted me up by my thighs if he wanted, as he’d done so many times before. Bounced me on his huge cock and fucked the little thoughts out of my head.

His dick was rock-hard and throbbing in front of me, begging to be used. His balls were heavy, low, begging to be drained. And yet, the gentleman he was, he said, “This is fine with me, little sneak. It’s already a delight. I don’t need release. I just need to please you.”

My breath caught in my throat. It was rare to hear a man so committed to my pleasure and nothing else, and the words nearly brought me to my knees.

He was the odd man out here. It wasn’t fair because he was the one who’d found me. If anything, he should have been the one railing me and making me scream his name.

Yet none of that mattered to him.

Grim smiled down at my face, assuring me, and I grinned back at him. Adoring. Loving. Kind.

“You’ll get double the delight next time,” I promised.

“Deal.”

“And don’t think I’m letting you off the hook that easily,” I added.

My hands moved faster, taking his cock, corkscrewing, working him over. I spit on his dick, loud and exaggerated, and stuffed him inside my needy mouth.

He groaned again. Magnus clamped his hands on my heavy cheeks and barreled into me. The claps of our flesh rang out, reverberating. The slow, steady pace we’d been keeping fell out of sync. Our rhythm became hectic, needful, and I moaned as I blew Grim and lost myself to the pleasure of Magnus inside me.

Pulling back for a moment from Grim’s shaft, I choked out, “I won’t break, boys. Please, I’m begging you!”

Magnus went harder. His hips bucked. He grunted. His swinging balls started to smack into my flesh as he fucked the senses out of me. He wrapped a hand around my neck, lightly choking me, bringing a red, flushed tint to my cheeks.

All I could do was whimper and try to stay conscious. Magnus was massaging the outline of Grim’s cock bloating my neck, while he fucked me, as if jerking him off inside my throat.

Within seconds of doing that, Grim roared, held my head down, and pumped his thick cum deep into my belly. Magnus pulled out at the last second and sprayed himself all over me, the ropes slashing into the river and vanishing to the darkness.

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