Helpless.
And yet cherished.
A mate, and one they claim before the Goddess.
My mind and body soar.
Ranulf surges deep and roars as he fills my throat with his seed.
I choke a little.
He pulls out and paints his cum over my face, throat, and heaving breasts, before he smears it under my nose and between my lips.
The scent is divine. Behind me, Beric thrusts deeply, his knot lodging, triggering a climax that is all dark, blinding, twisty pleasure. Beric savages the side of my throat and floods my womb with seed, rocking his hips, forcing me to take every drop.
My mind spins. I am nothing but a vessel for these monstrous beasts, hanging on the cusp of madness.
“Did he get his knot in?” Alden says to Ranulf.
Goodness! I am praying he has. There is definitely no capacity in me to take any damn more!
“I’m guessing so,” Ranulf says. He peers around me. “Aye, good, and knotted. It’s a lot for a human lass to take. Still, she will learn to adapt.” He pets my hair gently, then reaches to twist one nipple cruelly.
“Um, oh, please!” It rips another climax from me, and my pussy lovingly crushes the fat cock inside me.
My eyes cross.
“So responsive,” Alden says in wonder, pinching and tugging on my other nipple. “Look at her humping back for more. She is making a lot of fuss like she cannot take it, yet her hips are telling a different story, eager for his cock and knot.”
“Aye, our perfect mate,” Ranulf agrees.
An incoherent form of gibberish spills from my lips as yet another climax bears down on me.
Too much, too much pleasure, and my eyes roll back.
BERIC
I am inside her. I have never been all the way inside any lass before. Not even a shifter.It is like my mind empties to every thought except the sensation of her pussy caressing me in sweet waves.
“I am all up inside her!” Gods, I sound like a lust-drunk sap. I do not fucking care.
Love, instantaneous and endless, wells up and overflows. I can feel her beating heart, her sweet openness, her acceptance.
“She chooses us,” Ranulf says, exultant.“Before the Goddess, she claims us and takes us into her body and heart.”
My hips jerk and my cock flexes inside her tight, welcoming sheath. “She is so hot and wet and open, and feels fucking amazing.” Her breathing is soft and even, and her expression is one of a woman lost to bliss.
“Maybe pull out before she rouses,” Alden says. “Lass might be a bit sore after your plowing.”
He makes a valid point… only it is easier said than done, and the moment I try, it’s like her pussy clamps over me. Sweat breaks out under my fur as I try to ease out. “She will not let fucking go.”
“You are not trying,” Alden says, all fucking snarky.
“I am fucking trying!”
“He is bigger than you,” Ranulf points out.
“Well, he is bigger than you, also,” Alden pitches back belligerently.
