Priest has stripped down, so I pick her up and place her on his lap before removing her top and bra. Dragging my shirt over my head, I don’t bother to remove my boots, just unbuckle my jeans, push them down my thighs, and take advantage of the woman bent over, making out with her other partner, to slide hard and deep inside her addictive, tight cunt.
“Oh god!” she cries out, breaking free of Priest’s mouth while I ride her hard and steady, giving her no chance to catch her breath.
Chapter 23
Logan
So much… too much… the sensations are amazing, desperate, and overwhelming all at once. Viking has taken over, and he’s rough and possessive, claiming like he’s been without me for his whole life.
“Viking,” I whine into Priest’s mouth, who holds me still while his friend crumbles any resisting walls and barriers I have left. “I want more.” Gasping at a sharp jab that pushes me up Priest’s body, I turn my head to find Viking looking so feral he’s almost not human. “Yessssss,” I hiss when he hits a sensitive spot inside. Tears fall… well… because it’s so damn good.
The heat from his chest curved over my back pins me to Priest, threatening my sanity. Why is his dominance so hot? With one hand on my throat and the other now tangled in my hair, he holds me tight and grumbles, “You don’t make demands, hellcat. You take what we give you.” He bites my jaw, the ache eliciting a moan as he adjusts my body so I feel Priest’s hard cock gliding up and down my slit with every one of Viking’s powerful thrusts.
The sting of a hand swatting my ass again makes me jump and glare at Priest; I was not expecting that. Nipping my jaw, he grins, “Don’t be like that. You’re ours, and good girls take their spankings without complaint.” Licking up to my mouth, I open for him, and he fucks me as hard as Viking is.
Overwhelmed, overstimulated, and ready to explode, I close my eyes, focusing on the way they’re rocking me like I’m a toy at the park. Soothing one minute, viciously the next, and when I’m about to scream, all my breath is gone.
“Come on, hellcat, give me that sweet honey. Come all over my cock,” Viking growls in my ear, but the sound vibrates through his chest and into my body, shaking my insides.
Holding my breath as his thrusts grow wilder and harder, Priest doesn’t hesitate to spank me with one hand and twist and pull at my nipples with the other. It’s almost too much pain until I explode into a million little crystals and scream so loud my throat hurts.
Panting, I slowly open my eyes to find Viking and Priest lip-locked, fighting for dominance while they both still grind into or against me. It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, and I so badly want to slip out from between them to watch them battle for control of each other. I know that when they finally connect, finally accept that they’re meant to be intimate with each other, it’ll be emotional and enlightening for us all.
“Ah fuck, woman, your pussy does it for me every fucking time.” Viking breaks free of Priest and groans into my temple.
“She’s magic,” Priest agrees, his neck veins straining as the two of them use my body for pleasure. They grunt through their releases and cover me in their essence while I fight back emotions because for the first time in my life I feel at home, and it’s because of them.
“I love you,” I whisper unexpectedly, stripping away any choice about whether I’m ready to say them or not.
“Hellcat.” Viking sucks on the side of my throat and holds me tight in his hands, expressing without words what he’s trying to say.
“Logan.” Priest’s vulnerable tone is something I’ve never heard from either of them as he cups my head in his hands and holds my stare with an intense look in his eyes before bringing me down for a melting kiss that speaks volumes.
They don’t repeat the sentiment, but I’m not hurt. Their actions, the need they have for me, it conveys everything they don’t verbalize. I didn’t say the words to hear them back; they slipped out because my feelings were so powerful, it felt like I was going to burst.
“A fucking gift,” Viking grumbles into my ear before sliding free of my body, then off to the side, his hands never leaving my flesh as they both continue touching me. Soothing the quakes still causing me to shiver.
I must have fallen asleep because I wake up covered by a blanket, with the sounds of my two men whispering next to me. Peeking my eyes open, I see Priest lying on his stomach, naked, with Viking leaning over him and a hand on his back. Nerves make them move cautiously.
They’re so absorbed in each other, neither notices my movements until I place my hand over Viking’s. Stroking his knuckles with my thumb, our eyes meet, and relief seems to overcome him, like he’s been waiting for my approval.
“I want to watch.” The bold words slip out, and they both look at me for a beat before Viking reaches behind him for a bottle of lubricant. Watching them is an out-of-body experience. I’m hot, my heart rate is elevated, and it feels like I’m floating.
Priest stretches his hands above his head before sliding one around the back of my neck and dragging me half under his body. Gently, he drops kisses across my jaw, my cheek, and my lips before making love to my mouth while Viking readies him for their own sensual awakening.
Locked half under Priest, I can only hear what’s happening, and when he lets out a long groan into my mouth, I know Viking is entering his body. Drawing back, I gasp for breath while gazing down Priest’s back to get a look at what’s happening.
Viking’s hips press tightly against Priest’s ass, his eyes closed, neck straining, hands clench in the sheets on either side of the man under him. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
Priest drops his head into the pillow and mutters a few curses before pushing back into Viking.
“You're stunning,” I whisper to them.
Viking’s eyes open to slits, and I swear they’re glowing. Baring his teeth at me like an angry lion, he drags his hips out and slams back in. Both men swear and moan together.
“Again,” I beg, ignoring Priest squeezing the back of my neck. “Harder,” I taunt Viking. It might be dangerous when he’s like this, but I know them both well enough to understand they can take it.
“Woman!” Priest bites my jaw, leaving a mark, but I don’t care. I’m absolutely fascinated by their interaction. It’s raw and beautiful, and I can’t seem to get enough.
