Page 90 of Rebel Fates

It’s so strange to see them this way—with their mostly human faces.

Zeek’s kiss is softer than I thought it would be. But as he continues, he becomes more aggressive, more passionate. His long tongue slides deep into my mouth.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Serrat drop his pants.

I break from the kiss to finally see his cock. It is just as impressive as I suspected. I’ve never had someone this big. I glance at the other two males, and as if reading my mind, they yank their pants off.

I reach out to touch them. They groan as I wrap my hand around their girth and tug.

Serrat crawls up between my legs, nibbling along the way.

I jerk and writhe as he does. My wetness only increases as the anticipation grows.

He pauses at my apex and takes a swipe with his tongue.

I cry out in pleasure and buck.

He holds onto my hips, his face buried between my legs, and purrs directly into my core. It’s better than any vibrator I’ve ever used.Holy lions!

He draws my clit into his mouth and sucks.

Like a lightning strike, I orgasm instantly. Short and powerful. I feel dizzy, and yet this is only the beginning.

He quickly moves up my body, and I feel his thick tip at my entrance. My breath catches. I want him inside of me more than anything I’ve ever wanted before. But I am nervous.

“I don’t know if I can be gentle,” he says, his voice so low, it rumbles.

I nod. There’s nothing else I can think to say. My mind only has enough attention to deal with the intense sensations that pummel me right now.

He takes this as consent, which it is, and plunges into me, working his way in. Not so fast that I cannot expand with him, but not so slow that it doesn’t sting with the stretch. I cannot wait for him to be seated all the way inside and buck into his hips to make it happen.

After he’s fully seated, he waits a moment.

Our eyes lock, and he leans down to kiss me. His lips crash down on mine, hard and fast. His rough tongue explores mine.

I groan and wiggle my hips.

With my movement, he thrusts inside me. Hard. The sensation rides on the edge of pain. He is bigger than my body is ready for. But then it gives way to pleasure, and I rock into him.

And just as I believe he is about to explode, he pulls out.

I look around, confused, and see Rok moving to climb between my legs.

He stares down at me, ever the stubborn one, but now there is a flicker in his eyes that is downright vulnerable. As if he will be crushed if I pull away, he asks, “Are you sure?”

“Take me,” I whisper.

Rok crawls up my body and cages me with his enormous arms. His muscular torso weighs me down, and his hips press against mine.

His eyes are still ice blue, but I see the heat burning inside him now. I want him to engulf me with his fire. He gazes down at me and purrs loud, but doesn’t push inside me.

He wants me to beg. I know it. I resist even though I will if I have to.

I feel my canine teeth. They are longer than normal. I run my tongue over them and my sex throbs at the idea of sinking my teeth into their necks. Biting them. Claiming them.

I jerk forward and snap at his lip. I catch my fang on his mouth, drawing blood, and his nostrils flare.

He spears his gigantic cock into me without another prompt.

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