Page 46 of Bound by Love
I glance at the other man and see his shaft is rigid as well.
Chills run through my body as the Sheik lies down beside me and I feel the warmth of his naked body next to mine. He wastes no time, kissing me as his hard cock presses against my thigh, announcing its intention. I cannot help it, I close my eyes again to concentrate on his kissing and distract myself from what is to come.
His kisses are electric, sending pleasurable jolts through my body, convincing me that I need to fulfill his desire. But I can’t help it. When he climbs on top of me and settles between my legs, I cry out in fear.
That feeling is only increased when Raja takes my wrists, pinning me down.
“Shh…shh….” my handsome Sheik whispers in my ear as he presses his shaft against my virginal opening. I hold my breath. Tilting my head back, I look into Raja’s eyes as he holds my wrists.
My mouth is covered by his warm lips as the Sheik claims my virginity. He begins to thrust his cock inside me, my body willingly taking his manly invasion.
Raja frees my wrists. I feel his warm lips begin to explore my body while he continues to watch the Sheik push deeper inside me.
It is obvious by the man’s erection that he finds watching us stimulating.
When the Sheik begins rolling his hips, I come to know what it is to be possessed. I turn my head and moan into the pillow—the Sheik my only reality.
My body accepts his deeper penetration when I feel teeth against my neck. It causes a seductive chill to course through me as Raja claims my throat with a bite.
I am like a young animal, instantly relaxing, allowing the Sheik to take more of me. I cry out in pain and pleasure as he begins pumping his seed deep into my virginal depths.
Afterward, he pulls out and collapses beside me, panting heavily. The two of us lie there, his spent shaft resting against my thigh. I glance at Raja stroking his cock and realize this encounter is not over.
However, I know that the Sheik would never allow another man to impregnate me. The bloodline must remain pure. It is the reason eunuchs are the only males allowed to care for his harem.
I tentatively reach down and touch my ravaged sex to see the blood on my fingers, announcing that my innocence has been claimed.
With tenderness I did not expect, the Sheik begins to cleanse the area, wiping away all evidence of his claiming. Afterward, he leans down and gently kisses my sex, that sly smile returning to his lips.
My heart melts a little bit when I realize there is more behind his daunting exterior.
My heart begins racing when he removes the clamps on my nipples, causing a painful ache. With gentle attention, the Sheik rubs my breasts before kissing each tender nipple.
I close my eyes and sigh, amazed at this man’s power over my body.
The Sheik slowly turns me over onto my stomach, and places a pillow beneath my stomach, propping my pelvis up. He then lies beside me, stroking my soft hair. Nothing more happens, and I begin to relax as I enjoy the delightful tingling he creates that travels from my head all the way to my toes.
I remain in this relaxed state, watching Raja take something from the leather satchel, but I cannot see what it is. I look into the Sheik’s eyes, needing his reassurance.
I notice the ravenous glint in his gaze has returned and he barks a command to the man. Raja positions himself behind me and I feel the hardness of his cock resting in the valley of my buttocks.
I hold my breath as the slippery head of his manhood presses against my ass. When I struggle, the Sheik stills me.
“Shh…shh…”
He hushes me, letting me know this is what he hungers for. Goosebumps rise on my skin as I still myself and feel Raja’s hard shaft slowly entering me.
The Sheik begins kissing me again, his kisses becoming more passionate as his tongue ravages my mouth. He is clearly excited by my acceptance and grunts in pleasure as Raja starts pumping my virginal ass with his cock.
I whimper between kisses, both frightened and excited by what is happening. As we sync into a sensual rhythm, the three of us become one. I respond to the Sheik’s deep kisses as I accept the fullness of Raja’s cock.
Even though both men are strangers, I have never felt such a connection. I had no idea such a thing was possible between three people. When Raja fists my hair and pulls my head back, the Sheik takes advantage of my exposed breasts and plays with my nipples.
I feel the tension building again.
They have taught me the pleasure my body is capable of. So, instead of fighting it, I give in to the mounting tension, letting it crash over me as I cry out in pure pleasure. Raja joins me with his own groans of passion, and I am filled with his warm seed. There is no threat to the bloodline—a wicked way to ensure it.
Afterward, the three of us lie there in silence. I am completely spent, but take comfort being between these two men. I wonder if this is how it will always be or if this is a one-time encounter.
