Page 42 of Empire of Wrath and Ruin
Oh gods.
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My world spun around me and inside me as I looked down on the glorious creature below as her lips slid over my hard cock. I had a brother, a twin. We shared the same mate, and though I had thought the idea of another taking my mate would drive me insane, watching her slide back onto his thick cock over and over gave me a stronger sense of ownership than before. She was not just mine, she was ours. And with him here, maybe I would be less likely to lose control and finally break her.
Still the shadows danced at the edges of my mind with their whisperings.
Take her. Fuck her so deep she screams. Fill that pussy, breed her…
I needed more. I looked up at my brother and his eyes met mine, his mouth curved in a knowing smile.
“Brother,” I said. “She said she wanted both of us.”
He stopped, and his smile widened.
“So she did.”
My little flame whimpered between us, and I pushed my cock deeper into her throat till she choked.
“Be still,” I told her. I fucked her mouth gently, slowly, watching as my brother eased her further forward, replacing his cock with his fingers. She moaned around my shaft, a pleasant sensation, and I gritted my teeth. I did not want to come yet. Tarshi slid his fingers up, coating her with her own release, before sliding a thick finger into her tightest hole. I watched her body tense as Tarshi worked his finger deeper, her muffled moans vibrating through my cock in ways that made my vision blur with pleasure.
Through our bond, I could feel her overwhelming sensation - the stretch of Tarshi's finger, the fullness of my cock in her throat, the way her body trembled with need between us. She was completely at our mercy, trusting us to take care of her even as we pushed her boundaries.
I pulled back slightly, letting her breathe, watching as she gasped for air. Her eyes were glazed with lust, pupils blown wide as she looked up at me.
“We’re going to fuck you so hard, Little Flame,” I said to her. “You’ll scream so loud even your other mate will hear you.”
She shuddered at my words, but I could see the hunger in her dark eyes, the way she craved more even as she trembled from the intensity of what we were already giving her.
Tarshi worked a second finger into her tight passage, stretching her carefully as she writhed between us, my own arousal building to painful levels as I watched her surrender to us completely. The shadows whispered their approval, urging me to take more, claim more, but for once their hunger aligned with my own desires rather than fighting against them. She had done this before, I realized with a spike of jealousy. With him, with the others. They had claimed every part of her while I had only just begun to learn her body.
The shadows whispered more urgently now, feeding on my darker emotions. I watched Tarshi's fingers work inside her,preparing her for what we both intended, and felt my control slipping further with each of her muffled moans.
"She's ready," Tarshi said, his voice strained with his own need. His dark eyes met mine across her trembling form. "Are you?"
I nodded, not trusting my voice. The shadows were practically screaming now, urging me to take her roughly, to claim her so completely that she would never think of leaving us. But seeing her like this - vulnerable and trusting between us - made me want to be gentle despite the darkness clawing at my mind.
Tarshi withdrew his fingers slowly, and she whimpered at the loss. She was trembling with anticipation, her breath coming in short gasps as she looked between us. He positioned himself beneath her, his hands guiding her hips as she sank down onto his length with a broken cry of pleasure.
Her cry of pleasure mixed with discomfort made my cock throb with need, but I forced myself to wait, to let her adjust to the intrusion.
"Gods," Tarshi groaned beneath her, his hands gripping her hips. "You feel incredible."
The sight of them joining made my cock throb painfully, pre-cum beading at the tip as I watched her take him completely. I pulled away from her mouth, letting her gasp for breath and watched as he began to fuck her slowly, deeply. He reached down, wrapping his hand gently around her throat, and pulling her back against his chest. My eyes dropped to her parted legs, where I could see his cock disappearing into her body.
"Now you," Tarshi said, his breathing ragged. "Fill her, brother. Make her ours."
“On the bed,” I managed to get out.
Tarshi nodded. Slipping his hands under her thighs, he stood and carried her to the bed, sinking down onto the edge without breaking free, before lying back. She moaned, leaning backagainst him, hungry for more. I watched as she arched against Tarshi, her body already adjusting to accommodate him, and felt my own need become almost unbearable. The shadows writhed around my feet, feeding on my arousal and impatience, whispering their dark encouragement.
Take her now. She's yours. Make her scream your name.
I pushed her legs further apart, pausing for a moment, to look at my brother’s huge cock impaling my mate, before I drove my cock into her pussy with one hard thrust.
Her scream pierced the air as I filled her completely, her body stretched impossibly wide around both our cocks. The sensation was indescribable—the tight heat of her surrounding me, the press of my brother's length against mine through the thin wall separating her passages, the way she trembled and gasped between us.
The shadows roared their approval, feeding on the intensity of the moment, but for once I barely heard them. Every nerve in my body was focused on the woman impaled between us, on the way she felt like molten silk around my cock, on the broken sounds of pleasure escaping her lips.
