Chapter Seventeen
Delta
It was one thing to be dragged over their laps, kicking and screaming. Quite another to willingly drape herself over those strong thighs, knowing she’d be spanked hard and long.
Zandyr never spoke as she fumbled awkwardly, finally lying across his lap with her hands on the bed and her head between their bodies. He let her lie there for what seemed like forever, growing more nervous by the minute.
When she felt his hand sliding up the back of her leg, sweeping the skirt of her gown with it, she let out the breath she’d been holding. Gyron from his palm ignited tiny sparks on her bare legs, spread its seductive heat deep into her pores. Flowed through her body with every beat of her heart. By the time his hand reached the curve where her thighs and buttocks met, she’d closed her eyes and let the heat pour through her.
He caressed her ass, running his hand possessively over it, and she sighed. The crack of his palm on her naked skin came as a surprise in the stillness of the room, as did the shocking blast of fire on her tender bottom cheeks.
Delta forgot all about being turned on. She jerked her head up and glared at him. “You’re really going to spank me? I thought…”
“You need to stop thinking, little human. Your job right now is to surrender your will to your masters. You’re not in control, tonight… or any night when you’re with your mates.”
He spanked her again. “Do you understand?”
When she didn’t immediately answer, he gave her two more sharp smacks, hard enough to make her gasp. “I said, do you understand?”
“Yes, okay, yes,” she snapped.
He spanked her again. “You will address us with respect at all times. The correct response is yes, my lord or yes, master.”
“You’re really going to play this for all it’s worth,” she muttered. “Fine. Yes, my lord, I understand.”
“I’ll ignore your rude remark this time, but in the future a response like that will earn you additional punishment – after your spanking.” He started swatting her bottom, building up a rhythm. First one cheek, then the other, fast and hard.
Being their Tharan mate doesn’t seem like such a great idea now, does it?
Delta clamped her lips shut and tried to silence the smart-ass voice in her head. The last time they spanked her, she must have been in shock or something. She didn’t remember it hurting this much. Every whack of his broad palm sent a fresh lick of fire streaking across her backside.
She started to check out then realized he’d begun lecturing her. Delta tuned in mid-stream.
“So scared. We thought we’d never find you out there in the vast desert. And then, when we saw you facing down that horrible beast, we were afraid it would kill you before we could get up the cliff. I thought…” He stopped abruptly, swallowed. “I thought I’d have to watch you die in front of my eyes.”
Zandyr lifted her around the waist and deposited her face down on Zhynn’s lap. “You take over, Brother. I don’t trust myself right now.”
Was he – was he crying? Delta twisted to look at his face, but Zhynn laid one arm across her back, pinning her down. He started whaling on her bottom.
“You will never put yourself in danger like that again, do you understand? Zandyr thinks watching you face down that beast was bad. He didn’t have to dig your lifeless body out of a burning grave with his bare hands. I was sure you were dead. When I uncovered your sweet face…”
He broke down, and she could feel his shoulders heaving with silent sobs.
Later, when she looked back, she realized that was the moment. They’d seduced her, teased her, awakened her lust with their gyron. Made her ache to be satisfied. Desperate for their touch, hungry for the taste of them.
But right then, seeing two strong warriors brought to tears by the depth of their love for her – that was the moment they claimed her heart.
“I’m truly sorry for all the pain I caused you, my lords,” she said softly. “I love you, both of you, and I never wanted to hurt you. But I did. I deserve to be punished. Please, spank me long and hard – then claim me as your mate.”
Zhynn made a rough noise, deep in his chest. He started spanking her again, hard smacks that rocked her body back and forth over his bare thighs. She felt a hot hard bulge growing against her belly. As his cock swelled, his gyron spiked, swirling around them so thickly she could almost see it. It poured into her lungs with every breath. His hard palm drove it deeper into her pores with every whack. A bolt of raw lust shot through her core.
Suddenly, pain morphed into pleasure. “Yes, my lord, spank me,” she moaned. She arched her back, shoving her bottom up to meet his hand. “Spank me again.”
He muttered an oath, whacked her hard then shoved his hand between her legs. “Oh, I’m going to spank you. We both are. We’re going to take turns reddening this sweet ass every day for the next week. But your pussy is so wet your juices are dripping down onto my leg and, right now, my cock is demanding that we grant the second part of your request.”
His fingers probed the entrance to her pussy. She moaned again and clenched her inner walls around them. Zhynn groaned. “By the Sacred Ones, if your sweet ass is as tight as your pussy, it may take all night for us to claim you together!”
Delta shuddered as his fingers stroked in and out. She let out a muffled cry when he took his hand away. He lifted her off his lap, pulled the gown over her head, and shifted her so she lay on her back in the middle of the bed.
Zandyr lay down alongside her. “My love,” he said, taking her face between his hands. “Will you be our mate?”
She gazed into his dark amethyst eyes. Saw the tenderness there, the caring. “Yes. I will.”
He lowered his lips to hers. Softly. Gently. She suddenly realized that despite all the things they’d done, neither of them had ever kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and drew him closer, running one hand over his smooth, slick head. Zandyr deepened the kiss, and she opened her mouth. He traced her lips with the tip of his tongue and she shuddered, as hot bursts of his gyron danced across them.
Zhynn slid up on her other side as Zandyr broke away. She turned her head to him, and he cupped her cheeks between his huge palms. “My sweet Delta,” he murmured, “we promise to love and protect you, to cherish and care for you, and to take you to the heights of ecstasy. Will you be our mate?” His deep purple eyes blazed with passion.
“Yes, my darlings. I will be your mate. And I promise to love and respect you, honor and obey you.”
Zhynn’s kiss was nothing like his twin’s. Somewhere in an old romance novel she’d read the phrase, “he stole a kiss.” That’s what Zhynn did. He didn’t give her a kiss. He took what he wanted. Captured her lips with his. Demanded she surrender to him.
Her nipples puckered. Her clit throbbed.
He forced her lips open with his tongue, slid it in. She opened wide.
His mouth over hers muffled her startled cry when Zandyr fastened his lips over her clitoris. She hadn’t even been aware he’d shifted his position. He kissed and licked the throbbing nub the way he’d kissed her lips. Taking her higher so smoothly, so effortlessly she forgot all her past fears about not being able to get aroused.
When he sucked the swollen bud into his mouth, she sucked the tip of Zhynn’s tongue. Drawing it into her mouth as though it was the head of his cock. He buried his fists in her hair and fucked her with it, while his brother drove her to the peak – and beyond.
Her body shuddered as wave after wave swept over her. Darkness beckoned, but Zhynn wouldn’t let her drift away into the void. He held her tight, kissing her, murmuring words of love. Bringing her back far more gently than she’d ever dreamed he was capable of doing.
He rolled onto his side, and Zandyr loomed over her, his cock rock hard. He ran the head back and forth over her dripping pussy. Sliding it in then withdrawing, teasing her with it until she was frantic with need. “Are you ready, my love? Are you ready to be our mate?”
“Yes, sweet Goddess, yes,” she breathed. Her clit was still throbbing from the first orgasm. His eyes never left hers as he drove his cock in, one hot, hard inch at a time. Her pussy spasmed around him.
He groaned and flipped onto his back, taking her with him. “I want to shoot my cum deep inside you. Open for Zhynn now the way you opened for me, so we can make you ours at last.”
He drew her body down until she lay on top of him with her legs on either side of his hips. Buried his fingers in the hot stinging cheeks of her ass and spread her apart. Zhynn knelt behind them. He spread warm oil around her bottom hole, one finger dipping inside her. She moaned, then froze when she felt the smooth head of his cock pressing against the tight pucker of her anus.
“No, I can’t! It’s too big!”
“Sssh. Yes, you can, my love. Trust us.” Zandyr drew her head down, captured her mouth in a kiss. Teased her with his tongue then drew hers into his mouth in a seductive dance. He started rocking his hips, moving in and out of her pussy. Her clit rubbed against his groin with every stroke, rocketing her right back to the edge of orgasm. Delta closed her eyes and gave herself up to the thrilling sensations pouring through her.
Zhynn went back to playing with her ass. First one finger, then two, moving in a rhythm opposite from his brother’s. Going a little farther every time. Sending his gyron deep inside her rear passage as he coated it with the oil. Delta moaned as dark desires poured through her.
When he pulled his hand away and replaced it with the head of his cock again, she found herself pushing back against him, desperate to feel it filling her up inside. She whimpered when he breached the tight entrance, then cried out again, this time a wild scream, as he slid in deeper.
The twins played her body like a fine instrument, building her arousal to a crescendo. One thrusting in as the other withdrew. She felt Zandyr’s body go rigid first. He gave a powerful lunge, ramming himself deep inside her pussy, then his cock pulsed as he shot his cum. His orgasm instantly triggered hers. Shudders rocked her body as her pussy and ass spasmed around their thick cocks.
Zhynn gave a savage cry as jets of his hot cum spurted deep inside her. Clasped between them, filled with their essence, she couldn’t tell where her body ended and theirs began. Delta surrendered, gave herself up to their embrace, and let them take her soaring away.