Page 109 of The Shattered Kingdom
He tightens his grip on my thigh, pulling it further over his hip, before lining himself up with my entrance. His eyebrows furrow as he pushes into me, clear pleasure written across his features.
My toes curl as I stretch around him, my body still not used to his size. It’ll take a while to adjust to these two men, but I’m patient. Mason doesn’t rush things, either. He eases inside with soft, smooth thrusts, continuing until he’s entirely seated.
“I know what you and Kie did earlier,” he says. “You two are naughty.”
Kie’s hands run up and down my bare back, but he’s no longer between my thighs. I wiggle back, subtly sending the hint that I want him, but he doesn’t pick up on it. I try again, my frown deepening when he doesn’t take the bait.
“Kie,” I whine.
His fingers curl around my hips. “You don’t wish to share us. I’ll wait my turn.”
“No.” I huff. He knows I want them both. “I want you, too.”
“Where?”
I wiggle back against him, inadvertently thrusting against Mason. “You know where.”
“Say it.”
I’m going to scream. “I want you in my ass, Kie.”
Mason grunts, wrapping his arms around my head. “There she goes.”
He finds his rhythm, pushing into me with even, smooth thrusts. It’s so good, but I still want more. I want Kie, too. I’ve never done this, but I want to try. I want to feel them inside me at the same time.
Kie reaches over me, placing a hand on Mason’s torso. “Slow down, Mace.”
Mason slows, gritting his teeth in the process. I never imagined Mason would let another man tell him how to fuck his mate, and I like it far more than I should. I look up, locking gazes with the shifter. His bright-green eyes are half shut in pleasure, and he’s biting his bottom lip as he rolls his cock into me, filling me with slower thrusts.
Kie reaches between my thighs from behind, and I practically choke on my spit as he wraps a hand around the base of Mason’s shaft. The shifter stills, and Kie pulls him out of me so he can dip two fingers inside.
“I toyed with the idea of us sharing your cunt,” Kie admits. “But we’re too big for you. Your ass is better suited for me.”
He curls his fingers, collecting my arousal, before shifting his attention to my ass. I instinctively flinch, and he pulls away as he’s met with resistance. Blood rushes to my face.
“I’ve never done this,” I admit. “I’m nervous.”
Mason makes a happy little noise, continuing his slow, languid fucking.
“You’ve never done what?” Kie asks. He plays with my ass, waiting for me to adjust to the feeling. I gradually relax. “Takentwo men or been fucked in the ass?”
“Neither. I’ve never done either.”
Mason groans, and Kie slowly eases a finger inside. It’s an odd feeling I don’t necessarily love, but I trust Kie will have me enjoying it by the time he’s finished.
“Neither have we,” Kie says. My heart pounds, and Kie continues. “Mason and I agreed long ago never to take a woman together, and I’ve never had one in the ass. I’m nervous, too.”
Mason chimes in. “I’ve never taken a woman that way, either.”
“We’re going to do this together,” Kie promises. “I’ll be gentle. It’s just me and you.”
He works his finger into me, moving slowly and giving me time to adjust before easing in another. The arousal he collected is drying, and he stops once friction begins. Mason twists away, and I’m greeted with the sight of the shifter’s muscles flexing with each thrust as he reaches behind himself and rips open his bedside drawer.
“I thought you didn’t bring women to your room,” I say as he returns with a bottle of lubricant.
“I don’t, but I masturbate.” He shoots me a sharp look, as if sensing my impending teasing. “Shut up.”
I snort. “What else is in that drawer?”
