Despite all their good intentions there was soon a frenzy to be inside me.
Even I could catch my own primal scent. Accentuated as the Mating Moon cast its hazy yellow glow over the Wixwood.
Vanquish snarled at them both as he lifted me. Tucking my legs around his hips and showing me how to lock my heels.
The other two whined in objection. Shrill, desperate sounds.
He balanced me with a cheek in each of his palms. His fingers just slipped into the crease to massage my inner lips as he walked with me.
He shoved my back against the wall a bit roughly in his excitement. His eyes went slitted yellow.
He lifted my thighs and entered me. Impaling me on his cock.
I thrashed a moment unused to the depth. Scraping my heels along his calves, as I struggled for footing to climb off him.
He rumbled low in his throat. As he said huskily into my ear. "Stop trying to escape, Rabbit. We have you where we want you now."
It dawned on me then that he hadn't called me Rabbit because I was always cowering. He called me Rabbit because these three, their little pack, had always known I'd be their prey.
***
Vanquish was thrusting hard. It was so deep. Especially combined with my own weight bearing me down solidly onto him. Forcing him into the point just under my belly.
My thighs shook at every impact and my large breasts bobbed with each pounding stroke.
His forehead was pressed to mine, he watched them hungrily. "You're mine, Vanna Rae."
"Turn her, Van." Racer approached, not liking the sound of that. "I'll be your wall."
Vanquish gripped my thighs and turned me off the wall.
I felt Racer probing my other hole.
"Wait!" I arced up tilting away. "I can't."
"Shush." Vanquish balanced me between he and Racer, so he could put a finger to my lips. "Look at me. Hold on."
I clutched his shoulders desperately.
"Now take a breath." He whispered.
I blew a calming one out and as I inhaled, Racer embedded in me too.
Lacking the gentleness Vanquish had exhibited.
I was just instantly filled with him. The pressure of taking both of them at once was nearly all consuming.
"Ah." I tossed my head back. Clawing him as my body strained to receive them both.
"That's it. Now you move. You set the pace." Vanquish said.
They were both still. Waiting. Their bodies vibrating with eagerness. Their chests slick against me.
Vanquish's green gaze was softly encouraging. But his voice held the harsh note of desperation. "Soon. Vanna Rae."
Using his grip on my thighs as leverage I hefted myself up and heard their hissing breaths.
I slowly lowered until they were planted in me again. Deep as tree roots.
They moaned.
I growled back. Realizing the power, I had over them. The pain began to ease, and I quickened the pace.
Racer framed my waist to help me hoist up faster.
Vanquish's fingers dug into the soft skin of my thighs as he fought his mounting need.
I rode them both. Feeling deep satisfaction as I heard their panting breaths and pleasured moans.
I glanced over and saw Hunter crouched on a backward chair watching with his hard on ready to take me next.
His face was written with intensity as he watched.
He won't be able to take it much longer. I knew.
What have I gotten myself into?