Rion placed his hands on her hips to lift her away from him when she gripped his wrists. She curled her nails into him when he started to pull out of her. He froze behind her, breath hissing as his cock hardened inside of her. She tightened her muscles around him in response. His lips against her shoulder, he mouthed a word into her flesh. No sound came out, but she heard the word as if he had screamed it: please. It shattered what last resistance she had.
“Come here,” she said to Quin, rolling her hips on Rion. His gasp was the only outward sign he made. She did it again and again until he gripped her hips. Quin walked hesitantly to the side of the bed.
“Take those off and stand on the bed.” He did as she asked, removing his pants slowly, eyes questioning, but she didn’t answer. They needed this as much as she did, and she was going to make sure that it was everything they all could have hoped for.
Quin’s cock stood long and thick in front of her. The head was nearly apple red with blood, veins sticking out along the shaft. She always loved that, always loved being able to feel come shooting out of a cock through the skin. Now she saw why she had always been partial to it. For this man. This mate. Her need to be dominated, controlled in bed linked her to Rion. She saw it as plain as day now. They were made for her and she for them. There would be no denying that now.
“Come back to me, Rion,” Zelina whispered against Quin’s cock, tongue snaking out to taste his pre-come. Rion’s arms surrounded her, and he jerked his hips, thrusting again into her pussy. She clenched on him, gripping his wrist and then wrapping her hand around the base of Quin’s cock. She swallowed him down, tasting the musky flavor of him, moaning deep in her throat. She couldn’t possibly take him all in, but she would take as much as she could. Pumping and twisting with her hand, she bobbed on his cock, using her tongue on the sensitive underside of the head and hollowing out her cheeks.
“Ask me again,” she said through the bond.
Quin’s choked cry and Rion’s twitching fingers told her she’d finally said the right thing. Feeling they needed a little more of a push, Zelina took Quin’s hands and tunneled them into her hair, then braced her hands on his hips and dug in with her nails. His hips flexed uncontrollably as she used suction to push the head of his cock in and out of her mouth.
“Ask me again,” she repeated to Rion.
“Do we love you?” he finally said, voice strangled.
“Yes. As I love you.”
At T-minus ten seconds, the boys stood still. Time was frozen in the room. At five seconds, Zelina started moving on their cocks, gripping Quin’s cock harder to pull his hips closer to her face. Rion’s dick twitched in her pussy as she pumped on him. At T-minus one, Zelina held on for dear life.
Rion gripped her breasts, twisting the nipples and pulling on them until they were turgid peaks, his body blissfully slamming to her core, all attempt at softness lost. Quin’s fingers tightened in her hair, and his hips flexed, sliding his cock in and out of her mouth, his head thrown back and mouth open. She could see her two men burning with a passion only she could ignite, and Zelina was just too happy to oblige.
“Goddess yes, Zelina, use your tongue. You like this cock deep in your mouth, don’t you?”
“Pull tight, baby. Grip my dick. Do you like that? Hmm? Do you want me to fuck you harder?”
“Lean your head back on Rion’s shoulder. Let me fuck that beautiful mouth. Wrap those lips tight. Fuck, baby!”
Zelina closed her eyes, leaning back on Rion as Quin held her head with one hand and gripped Rion’s shoulder to brace himself with the other. His cock, now shiny with her saliva, fucked in and out of her mouth, his balls slapping her chin. Rion wrapped his arm from her waist to the opposite shoulder for leverage and slammed her body down on his thrusting hips with blinding speed.
“Play with my balls, baby. That’s right. Roll them. Harder.”
“Goddess, your pussy is good. So good, baby. You’re so wet, so hot. Tell me you love my cock. Tell me you love me fucking you.”
“I love your cock. I love you fucking me. Harder, Rion. Fuck me harder.”
“Lick them. Suck them,” Quin demanded, pulling his cock from her mouth and replacing it with his balls. She sucked each globe in her mouth, playing with them as he pumped his cock for her. She watched his hand move, her clit growing tight at the visual. The skin twitched around the pike as she watched him, leaking pre-come down the shaft to ease his motions.
Rion, not to be outdone, lifted her legs by the knees, keeping her spread. He leaned back on the bed, Quin stepping with him, until he was propped on pillows. Planting his feet on the bed, he held her open as he forced his cock harder in her pussy. Quin slid his cock back into her mouth, gripping the headboard and fucking in downward strokes.
“Play with your pussy, baby. We want to hear you scream.”
She did as asked, not caring who gave the order. In this moment, the men were one and the same, racing toward the end and claiming their mate for all time. There was no boundary between any of them now that she had let her guard down, and Zelina marveled at the difference. Quin bent over and brought her fingers to his mouth, then sucked on them and coated them with his saliva. Those fingers she then slid down her body and swirled over her clit. As she circled the bud faster and faster, her hips jerked uncontrollably.
“Fuck yes!” Quin moaned as her mouth grew tighter. Her inner walls clenched with each of her strokes, and Rion could only moan under her, pushing harder and faster.
“Make me come. Make me come. I want to come on your cock!”
Rion fucked her harder, faster, his preternatural speed adding what no man in the human world would ever be able to do. Making a C with his fingers in front of Zelina’s mouth to stop him from going too far, Quin became a blur as his otherworldly speed had her spiraling toward orgasm. Zelina moaned around them, shifting into tiny screams as her clit grew harder under her fingers. Lifting her other hand, she rolled her nipples between her fingers, pinching harder as the pleasure elevated. She screamed pleasure shooting through her bloodstream until she was nearly blind, deaf, and dumb to the world.
“I’m coming, Zelina. I’m coming. Swallow it down, baby. Swallow it.”
“Zelina. Zelina. Hurry. I’m coming. Come on, baby. Come for me.”
Rion pushed her hand away and replaced her fingers with his. He pinched her clit, and her world faded as she screamed her release, muscles tightening until she felt she would snap. Quin shouted over her, body going stiff, a vein standing out in his neck as rope after rope of come exploded in her mouth. He pulled back to keep just the head in when the thickness in the center of his cock swelled. Under her, Rion let the knot swell inside her until every little movement sent pleasure streaking through her and his come bathed her. When they finally relaxed, she didn’t have much energy for anything except to plant a kiss on Quin’s thigh and then Rion’s mouth on the way down. She was asleep before her head even hit the pillow.