“You ready, fledgling?"
“Yes,” I croaked, anticipation tightening my belly. Not entirely sure I would survive his unleashed desire.
“Yes, what?”
Oh shit. My cock jumped, making Sor groan.
“Yes, Sir,” I purred and looked over my shoulder at him, squeezing my arse muscles down on his cock.
He slapped one arse cheek hard enough for it to sting.
“Jesus,” I mumbled as pleasure blew my mind. He chuckled darkly and took my hips in a bruising grip. “We’ll explore that reaction another time.” He lifted me up higher and reared back before slamming in. His angle was different, and with every rut, he hit that bundle of nerves that had me seeing stars. For a while, he held me there, helpless against his superior strength, then he pushed me forward into Sor, and we cried out in unison. He didn’t let up, his pelvis and hands utterly controlling my movements as he slammed into us again and again.
I mumbled into Sor’s neck, incoherent with sweat dripping from me like I had a raging fever. I couldn’t think past the pleasure of being joined to the two people I loved so deeply. That thought swirled in my head before I pushed it away, consumed by the way Bal fucked me deeper and deeper into Sor. It was incredible. It was everything. They were everything.
“Oh gods. Sor. Bal, please, I need more. I need to come….please…please…” Tears burned my eyes. I was overwhelmed with a mess of feelings and pleasure.
Sor’s only answer was to hold me closer as she cried out, her sweet little channel gripping me and pulsing as she climaxed again.
“Shh, fledgling,” Bal slammed into me, his cock sliding in and out of my shaking body. “I’m going to give you everything. Make you feel everything…”
And he did. He pegged my prostate with every brutal thrust. It was pain and ecstasy in waves my brain couldn’t process. Pleasure exploded down my spine, tightening my balls and pulsing from me. I clamped down on his cock, but he didn't ease up as I exploded inside Sor with enough fury to make her scream. Bal speared me, unrelenting in the vicious grip of my pleasure until he roared and emptied himself, hot and glorious inside my body.
I collapsed, trembling, onto Sor, though I tried to hold my weight off her.
“Fuck,” Bal breathed against my spine, his sweaty skin creating suction. He chuckled. “That was intense. How you doing down there, little witch?”
Sor giggled but smiled and hugged me close. “I’m good. Really, really good.”
“You, fledgling?”
I grunted. It was all I could manage.
“Words, Shane.”
“Good,” I mumbled into Sor’s neck.
I gasped as Bal slowly withdrew. It was a strange sensation to feel his seed leak from me.
“Don’t move.”
I was happy to comply and stay wrapped in Sor. But Bal didn’t step away. I turned, thinking he’d used his super speedto get to the private bathroom, but he was just standing there staring at me. He blinked, and when he looked at me, the possession in his face stole my breath. I knew what he was feeling because I felt exactly the same when I looked at Sorcha and saw my cum leaking from her. We are supernatural, and being possessive over our mates is not something we can help. I reached back to feel his slickness, and he growled, long and low.
“Gods damn, Shane, I want you again already.”
I raised a brow and shared a smug smile with Sor, then I carefully pulled out of her. Together, we stared down at where our combined releases leaked from her swollen flesh. Bal’s mouth tightened, and his fists clenched, but his voice was gentle as he stepped forward; together, we helped her sit up.
“Stay here a moment.”
Bal walked to the far corner of the office behind the desk and swiped his thumb over a small device on the wall. A blood lock. The hidden door slid open soundlessly. He disappeared inside as I helped Sor from the desk and pulled her into my arms. We were both trembling, our hair mussed and sweaty bodies sticking together as his cum leaked from us both. We were wrecked, but I was happier in that moment than I’d ever been. The only thing that would make it more perfect would be if Bal were holding us too.
“I love you,” I whispered into her hair. “Are you okay?”
“I am. I love you too, Shane, so much.” Her whispered words sank into my chest to a part of my soul that would never ever release them. Her head only lifted when there was the sound of padding feet.
Bal reappeared, his translucent gaze softening as he looked at us. His cock was still hard and impressive as he walked back toward us with two small towels. He came closer and seemed to hesitate, warring with himself.
I waited, hoping that he wouldn't withdraw. It was strange to know it would hurt too much. I wasn’t normally so sentimental, but Sor must have worried about it too because, in unison, we opened an arm. I held my breath, hating that I was actually anxious about his reaction. Would he pull away from us? I’d never thought there would be anything more than sex between us. But this? It felt different.
