Page 55 of The Commanders' Mate

“Come here, mate.” With a hand behind her head, Kaed pulled her down for a kiss. Her ass rose and I took the opportunity to slide the plug from her. The previously tight entrance now winked at me, stretched, lubed and ready for my cock. I found the button on the side of the plug that poured a dollop of lube into my palm before I tossed it to the side.

Coating my ready cock liberally, I moved into place behind Erica. Kaed moved his legs wider so I could settle between, my cock lining up right at her virgin entrance. Settling one hand by both their heads, I leaned over her, my chest along the length of her back. My mouth kissed her neck, the curve of her shoulder.

“We said the words before, but as Second, I have the privilege of repeating them now.”

“Ronan,” Erica breathed when she turned her head toward me. I smiled.

“Do you accept our claim, mate? Do you give yourself to me, accept me as your second freely, or do you wish to choose another male?” I asked, as was my duty and my right.

“Yes. I accept your claim, warriors.” Erica replied. “Please, Ronan, hurry. I want you both. Need you.”

I didn’t wait, held my cock so I could align it at her prepared entrance, then slowly pressed in. As she took the flared crown into her, I groaned, felt her pleasure, her satisfaction of being with both of us at the same time. The dark sensations of taking two big cocks. The intensity found in th

e bond of the collars.

Kaed was holding on by sheer grit, his need to come being held back by willpower only. I wasn’t going to last, her body so hot, so tight, so wonderfully lubricated I settled deeper into her without the fear of harm.

I filled her, slowly pulled back and pushed deep. Kaed was embedded deep, then alternated his motions with mine. Sweat dripped from our skin, made us slick. Our breaths were ragged, the need raw and clawing. Ruthless and precious all at once.

Erica was the thing that held us all together, that made us one. We were whole, linked… connected. While this one bout of lovemaking would be over far too soon, we had forever and I knew it would be like this every time.

With Erica, we had it all.

Erica

* * *

Oh. My. God. It was too much. It wasn’t enough. I was surrounded. Overwhelmed. Filled. No, stuffed. Double the cocks, double the hands, the mouths. And in Prillon claiming, triple the emotions.

Kaed and Ronan’s need was so intense it could make me come on its own. I’d sensed it from the moment we walked away from the flight deck. The need to be closer, as if reading each other’s thoughts, sharing each other’s feelings wasn’t enough. I wanted them inside me.

And now, they were. They couldn’t be any closer. Any deeper. The feelings couldn’t be any more intense. Earlier, I’d fucked Kaed while I sucked Ronan off. That had been hot. Wild. Naughty.

But this… while it seemed like a porn movie, it was nothing remotely close. This was personal. Real. It was… amazing. The plug thingie had been intense, but had sensed what I needed, how much to fill me, stretch me, even vibrating a little to arouse me even more. If there had been any question I didn’t like ass play, that little plug had changed my mind. It was addictive. Although, now, it had nothing on Ronan’s heat covering my back, his lips talking dirty, his big cock.

I couldn’t move, pinned as I was between the two of them. They alternated their in-and-out motions, Kaed bottoming out in my pussy as Ronan pulled back so just the head of his cock remained in my bottom. Then they reversed directions. In. Out. Over and over until our pleasure rose higher and higher.

I felt what Ronan did, how much he liked being in my ass. How tight I was, even after the plug. It didn’t hurt, but it was a lot. I felt Kaed’s need, so close to the edge, that he loved how wet I was, how my pussy rippled around him. I knew the second their balls drew up tight, their cum ready to burst forth.

And they, in turn, sensed the way my clit was too sensitive to take much more. We tumbled into bliss together. Our groans, cries and gasps of pleasure loud in the room.

I wasn’t sure if I passed out or fell asleep, but the next thing I knew, I was tucked beneath the covers between both of them. Their dark scents along with the thick musk of fucking, made me think dark thoughts of more.

“Sleep,” Kaed breathed. “We’ll wake you soon for more.”

I smiled, closing my eyes. I’d only been with them for such a short time, but we’d been through so much. Pushed past long-held problems, shared our wants and desires. While they might have claimed me… twice, it was I who’d claimed them. These two big Prillons knew that. They may have put their cocks in my pussy and ass, but I held their hearts in the palms of my hands.

I began to drift into dreams when Ronan’s voice brought me back.

“What is a skateboard?”

I burst into laughter, imagining my mates zooming through the corridors of Battleship Karter on a couple of longboards. Maybe I could convince Ronan to grow his hair long, like a real California surf god. “God, I love you, Ronan.”

He froze, raising up on one elbow to stare down at me. “Say it again.”

“I love you.” I rolled over, just enough to face Kaed. Kiss him. Nuzzle him with the tip of my nose. “I love you, too.”

“I love you, too, Mr. High and Mighty.” Kaed grumbled, pulling me closer for a real kiss. “You called me Mr. High and Mighty, and I find that the title is appropriate. I am both of these things.”

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