Page 29 of Lost in the Dark

“I want to stay,” he said, panting.

“Then I will fight our kind to keep you. I don’t know what will happen.”

He nodded, looking at Delphin too. “You stole me and now I’m your problem forever.”

Delphin and I both laughed.

I had believed I was going to kill him, but now all I could think about was all of the things we could do together.

Delphin gave me a knowing look, his eyes shining with triumph.

Matt was our final mate. Human or not, he belonged to me.

Matt

Aegaeon’s fingers dug into my thighs as he pushed my legs back, the head of his cock rubbing against me.

I was so fucking hard again, even after cumming. How could I not be?

My two captors turned mates were stunning. And now, I was sandwiched between the two of them. Delphin’s body pressed against me, holding me in place so that my King could breed me.

Fuck.

This was insane, but I loved every moment of it. He had asked if I wanted to stay…

I did. I wanted to more than I thought possible.

“Mine,” Aegaeon snarled.

I felt the tip of one of his cocks start to push in and I bit my bottom lip. Pleasure made me gasp as I watched him ease into me, his fins writhing as he held himself in control. He was fighting not to lose it, fighting not to give in to his primal desires.

“You’re so big,” I groaned.

“You’ll take both of them,” he growled. “After I warm your body and you’re stretched, we’ll fit the other inside.”

“Fuck,” I gasped.

He reached forward, gripping my jaw and forcing me to hold his gaze. I fell into the deep dark of his eyes, feeling the connection zap through me.

“King,” I whispered.

His mouth parted on a little growl, his teeth shining in the light of our cave. He thrust forward, filling me completely. We groaned together and Delphin chuckled.

“Does he feel good, little sailor?” Delphin asked.

“Yes,” I rasped. “Yes, he does.”

His cock filled me more than I’d ever been before. He grunted, his head tipping back as he started to pump in and out of me. My voice twisted through the water surrounding us, turning into cries and moans of need.

“Little sailor slut,” he growled, fucking me harder.

My cock pulsed as he thrust in and out of me, his fingers digging into me. I was going to cum all over again.

“Please,” I moaned. “Fuck. You feel so good. This feels so good—”

My words died on a gasp, my brain practically melting as his cock hit the best spot inside of me. He growled, leaning down to kiss me. I took it even though I could barely think, so lost in being taken by him.

He drew back, his hand sliding down to his cocks. I moaned at the absence, only to cry out as I felt the tip of his second cock. Both of them pressing against me, fighting to fill me together.

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