“Bed. Now.” Rykker called to the AI.
The unit complied at once, the bed materializing beneath them, all three falling onto it in a heap.
“Oh my God. That was incredible,” Olivia muttered as her senses returned.
She was still in a daze when she felt her body lifting. What was going on? Was the AI doing something?—“
All thought washed away as she felt herself lowered onto a waiting erection, the hot length sliding in to the hilt until her throbbing clit was right against the buzzing protrusion above his pelvic bone, electric jolts of sensation shooting through her limbs.
Her blurred eyes focused enough to see she was atop Rykker, his penis moving smoothly in her soaking pussy, coated by Arkness’s massive load still inside her.
“Fuck, that is so ho—Fuck!” she blurted as another sensation erupted through her body, her face burning and her every nerve crying out with joy as Arkness pushed his cum-slicked cock into her ass.
The two men moved inside her, filling her in both holes like no one ever had. She could feel them both at once, their cocks rippling as they thrust, the pressure of their girthy beasts rubbing against one another, one in each hole, taking her to another realm as her body overloaded with ecstasy.
A flare of light burst from her chest, her Infala positively glowing as her orgasm ripped through her. But more than that, the two men’s Infalas did the same as they poured themselves into her again, coming so hard the force of it made all three slip from the conscious realm, their energies blending and merging in a violet and silver world of sparkling blindness.
They were still moving, their bodies on auto-pilot as orgasm after orgasm ran together, the three of them riding the waves of perfect bliss with no grasp of time, no sense of any reality but the one they were in. Somehow, Olivia’s mind took charge, the dominant force between them, holding her lovers tight with her body and mind, pure love and lust flowing from her like mother’s milk to their hungry souls.
This level of arousal and ecstasy was insane. It was almost too much to bear. And, somehow, she realized it was all because they were with her at once. Just like that it all clicked into place. Whatever had been missing, whatever rivalry and confusion there had been, she now knew what it was.
She neededbothof them.And now they were hers.
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
The three lay together, arms, legs, and bodies entwined. They were no longer individuals. They were one, though, as their senses finally returned, they had to wonder how, exactly.
“Wow,” Olivia said, savoring the feeling of her men’s fingers gently caressing her body as she ran her hands lovingly through their hair.
“I-what…” Rykker tried to say before trailing off with a sex drunk laugh.
Arkness’s body shook as a little chuckle rumbled from within. “I know what you’re saying,” he agreed. “That was…”
“Incredible,” his friend finished for him. “Absolutely incredible.”
Olivia couldn’t have agreed more. That went far beyond merely the best sex she had ever had by a millionfold. That was something that had shaken her to the core. Something that she knew had bonded the three of them forever. What she couldn’t understand was how. Pheromones were one thing, but this was far, far more.
She looked down at their Infalas. All three were still glowing, though only slightly, as if even their pigments were worn out from the epic encounter.
“Kinda gives afterglow a new meaning, huh?” she joked, even the little laugh making her sides hurt a bit.
She’d clenched up hard, apparently. So hard she’d even strained a muscle or two, though she was sure the new runes would take care of that in no time.
The men turned their attention to the runes on their chests, both of them quite confused.
“I don’t understand,” Arkness marveled. “Our Infalas are reacting, but they don’t match.”
Rykker ran his fingers over Olivia’s marking with curious eyes. “He’s right. It’s clear to see, none of us do.”
“But there’ssomething, isn’t there?” Olivia wondered with a newcomer’s perspective to the situation. The designs didn’t match. Not entirely. And according to the Dotharian Conglomerate, the Infala only changed to perfectly match its partner. But something was gnawing at her. An idea scratching at the deep corners of her mind.
“Hey,” she called to the AI. “Can you display our Infalas?”
“Of course,” the unit replied, all three of their Infalas floating in the air above them.
“Nope. There it is. They don’t match,” Arkness confirmed, staring up at them from their comfortable bed.
“But therearesimilarities,” Rykker noted. “What does that mean?”
