Page 49 of Mated To The Vikens

He kissed me then, his hands cupping my face as Erik’s and Gunnar’s hands ran over me, cupping my breasts, plucking my nipples, stroking over the curve of my bottom, slipping between my thighs to stroke my most sensitive flesh.

I whimpered at their onslaught to my senses. It was overwhelming.

Rolf’s lips left mine and I was lifted into the air, carried from the side of the bathtub and into the bedroom, lowered to stand on my feet directly beside the bed.

“I may have taken you a few hours ago, love, but I need you again,” Gunnar said.

Erik growled. “We haven’t taken her tonight.”

“Your cock should be resting,” Rolf added, the corner of his mouth tipping up. “Erik and I can handle this if you’re not up to it.”

All of us glanced at Gunnar’s cock. It was far from resting.

“You think any of our cocks will be rested for the next few days?”

My inner walls clenched at the idea of them taking me so frequently. My arousal dripped down my thighs.

“Days?” Erik added. “Weeks.”

Rolf shook his head. “Months.”

“Forever,” I replied, trying to end this silly boy feud. “I will never be tired of you three. Ever.”

They moved toward me as a group. Stepping back, I bumped into the bed, dropping onto it so I was seated directly before all three of them. All three of their big, hard, eager cocks bobbed directly in front of my face.

Lifting a finger, I lightly swiped the fluid seeping from all three of their tips. I glanced up at them through my lashes, knowing the power of this slick essence.

I felt the heat of it, the intensity of the fluid as it touched just my fingertip, but when I lifted it to my mouth, tasted their mixed flavor, I almost came. It was so powerful, this need I had for them, for it matched their need for me. This seed, the power of it, was made for me. Only me. I tasted their power, their need, their love.

I wanted it. I wanted them. I wanted everything.

I’d given up Earth and gained the universe.

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Gunnar

She was so beautiful, so perfect before us. The impish look in her eyes was quickly replaced with such heated desire I was surprised she didn’t burst into flames. When she’d licked our combined seed, her body responded and need washed over her. Her nipples tightened, her skin flushed, her eyes fell closed, her muscles softened. I knew her pussy was dripping; I could scent her musky arousal.

This wasn’t the club. This was our bed where we would truly make Sophia ours.

Now.

“I took you hard earlier in the club. This time, it won’t be fucking, love.”

Rolf shook his head as he went and settled onto the bed, his head resting on the pillows. Quirking a finger, he beckoned Sophia toward him.

She looked at him, then to Erik, then me. Licked her lips. “No, not fucking,” she repeated as she crawled naked so she was close enough to kiss him. Her breasts fell heavily beneath her and I couldn’t help but stroke a hand over her lush ass. Erik went around the bed and knelt on the other side of her.

She was surrounded and soon, she would be filled. She would take all of us.

“Straddle me.” Rolf’s words were intermixed with kisses and she threw a leg over his waist, not breaking the kiss.

He kissed her for a long, slow minute, but I knew what Rolf wanted, what he always wanted.

Sophia squealed as he lifted her, moving her so that her pussy settled directly over his mouth. Erik and I watched as Rolf worked her with his mouth, her head thrown back and her hips grinding into his chin as Rolf pleasured her.

Unable to resist, Erik leaned forward and took her breast in his mouth, tugging and suckling her as Rolf worked her wet pussy from below.

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