28
DAMIEN
He took her first. And with my blessing.
I’d mated her before him, and without really knowing the ramifications of the decision. It wasn’t something I’d planned, really, but it was something I’d definitely wanted. Serena was hot. Sexy. Intelligent, beautiful and skilled.
All that, and she seemed to have a sexual appetite that rivaled mine. Always a plus.
I hadn’t bedded her with any of this in mind, but I could tell she’d be a good fit for us. There was an emotional isolation about her — ‘a loneliness without coldness’, Broderick had called it. We could tell she’d been hurt, and hurt bad. But she’d already been through the worst of the pain.
There were a lot of things I loved about her, which is why I was so glad she’d answered the call. And that Broderick had finally gotten on board… so to speak.
Right now though, she was practically in heat.
I kissed her soulfully, playing my tongue through her mouth as Broderick fucked her. Serena responded in kind, and the little whimpers and moans she emitted were the hottest thing in the goddamn world.
Her eyes found mine and they were thick with lust. Soaked through with long years’ worth of emotional needs and longings. Mostly though, for right now at least, it was her basest and most physical needs that required to be fulfilled.
And that we could more than do.
We remained face to face, our lips brushing sexily against one another as Broderick put her through the paces. Every breath she breathed was my breath. Every cry was stifled by my own mouth. Our eyes continued dancing together, unwilling to let go. I reached out my hand and clasped hers, pinning it to the pillow just over her head.
“He’s taking you,” I breathed.
Serena nodded, trying to swallow. She couldn’t. Instead she exhaled with a sigh.
“And when he’s done,” I whispered, “I’ll take you next.”
I squeezed my fingers, interlacing them with hers. She squeezed back. Part of it was because she felt the shared connection. The other part was because Broderick was taking her deep.
There were a lot of advantages to sharing a woman. For one, you split the work. It was an adjustment at first, but I found I enjoyed the thrill of watching two other people getting it on, right in front of you. Even more so knowing you’re about to be a part of it.
Serena reached out for me, kissing me some more. She really was sensual. I could tell it went beyond sex too; she was experiencing the same deep feelings and emotional attachments that Broderick and I were. The bond, so to speak, that we’d once shared with our former mate.
Karessa…
I didn’t really even think of her anymore. Not like Broderick did. She’d been amazing at first, and as hot and insatiable a lover as anyone could ask for. But there had always been a certain distance between us that was never there with Broderick. An invisible barrier that kept the two of us emotionally detached, even when we were physically bonded in the most intimate and exciting of ways.
No, with Serena it was already different. I could see it in her eyes, feel it in the way her soul seemed to extend outward and pass through mine as we kissed.
“Faster,” I heard her gasp. “Please.”
The bed shook, and the next few minutes were frenzied. Serena grunted and clawed the bed with both hands. She took every last thrust of the pounding she was being given, delivering it back just as hard.
I watched her face go from longing to need to the fulfillment of that need, and every phase was equally as exciting. Of course I’d seen the same look in her eyes before, but under much different circumstances.
Serena gasped with pleasure as Broderick finished her off, sending her rocketing off to the same place I had. Her eyes rolled back, her hips bucking hard to take him just that much deeper as she ultimately came all over him.
Jesus…
I’d never been so excited just being a spectator before.
Broderick finally nodded at me, urging me over. He slid aside, watching as I took my place between Serena’s legs to fully consummate our trio.
She was absolutely soaked. Her lithe body, chest still heaving, was covered in a thin sheen of sweat.
“Ready?” I smiled, pushing forward. She nodded, and I plunged into her.
Oh fuck…
It felt tremendously good, being back inside of her. Like my body had secretly missed her, and now it couldn’t get enough of drinking her in. I began screwing her slowly, to bring her down from the place Broderick had just left her. She looked up at me again, and the expression on her face was filled with longing. Her beautiful lips mouthed only a single word.
“Damien…”
She whimpered my name and I just about lost it. I bent forward to kiss her again, feeling the weight of her breasts beneath me as I drove deeper. Her eyes were dreamy, but still held a thousand questions. Silently I assured her I had all the answers, even though I pretty much didn’t.
We rocked back and forth like this for a long time, enjoying the feel of sliding into each other. While we did, Broderick shifted into a position above her. He held Serena’s head in his lap, stroking her face gently. It was the most natural thing in the world when she groaned, turned her head, and took him straight into her mouth.
“MMMMmmmm…”
It was the last step. The final thing kept between us. We were joined now, the three of us, connected by way of her warm, writhing body. Every push I made drove her upward, where she took Broderick even deeper into her throat.
From there, we took her… in every possible way.
Serena offered no resistance as we flipped her around. She looked incredible on her hands and knees, her hair falling down over her face as Broderick took her from behind. He fucked her hard, squeezing her hips. Pulling her ass back to meet his every thrust, while her breasts swayed seductively beneath her.
She blew me expertly while he fucked her. Licked up and down the full length of me, catching my eyes whenever she could. We turned her around again, and again after that. The both of us using her… pleasing her. Making her body our own personal playground.
“God… Oh God…”
She talked, too. A lot. Serena enjoyed telling us every last dirty thing she wanted us to do to her. She even mentioned a few she’d like to do to us, as well.
Best of all there was no hesitation. No awkwardness or reservation. Halfway through we found out she liked it rough, and Broderick began dominating her with one hand rolled tightly in her long hair. He fucked her with strong, deep strokes, eliciting savage grunts and feminine cries of pleasure mixed with pain. Eventually he finished inside her, filling her from behind as she lay flat on her belly, legs locked together, screaming and clawing my thighs while my cock bounced against her pretty face.
“Your turn…” he gasped, slipping out of her. And this time Serena turned herself around, presenting her pussy, swollen and dripping, to me.
When I chuckled she pushed me playfully onto my back and mounted me. There she rode me hard, churning and bucking through what might’ve been another orgasm. By that point it was impossible to tell. She was so far gone, so much of a sweaty, come-soaked mess that I could barely tell what was an actual climax and what was nothing more than her body just reacting naturally.
“We’re all very impressed,” she eventually smiled down at me. “But are you ever going to come?”
I took the challenge for what it was. Rolling her onto her back, I spread her thighs wide and pounded her for all I was worth. Broderick even held her legs back for me, pinning her feet somewhere up near her ears.
“Ohhh, come…” she gasped, pulling me into her. “Baby, come…”
I continued sawing away for as long as I could, savoring the feel of her, enjoying the high-pitched noises she was suddenly making. Then my body went rigid as I let go, flooding her womb with jet after jet of my warm, sticky seed.
God, it just felt so incredible.
It’s done, my mind registered as I wound down. She’s yours now. Yours and Broderick’s…
I let out a long hot breath, realizing what that meant. Knowing in my heart how much I hoped it was true.
My mate. Our mate.
… but only if she wants you.