Krall’s kiss is rough and possessive, demanding in a way. He wraps his arms around me and holds me tight from the front while Thorn does the same from behind. Sandwiched between my two lovers, I let myself relax into their embrace as they start to make the most tender love to me I have ever experienced.
Krall’s cock slides inside my pussy first, entering me with delicious long strokes. He lifts me up so I don’t even have to worry about holding myself erect. I rest my head against his strong shoulder and just let him fuck me.
Not long after Krall begins to use my pussy, I feel Thorn’s hard rod at my ass. I would usually resist such an intrusion, but it doesn’t feel intended to be punishing this time. It feels like he needs to be inside me, like he wants me to be properly filled.
Krall shifts position, lying down on the bed and setting me down on his cock. This allows Thorn to kneel behind me and toy with my ass until his hard rod presses past the tight ring. I let out a whimpering little moan and he pauses immediately.
“Is it bad?” He asks the question in my ear.
“No,” I whimper. “You’re just… big.”
“Relax, baby,” he says. “Breathe for me. You can take us both. One in your pussy, another in your ass.”
It’s a terribly filthy thing to be subjected to, but there’s no denying that this intense lovemaking is starting to erase much of the horror I just endured. It is almost as it was the very first time we were all together.
Skor comes from the shower and takes his place beside us. I half expect Krall to tell him to fuck off again, but he doesn’t. He is too busy getting increasingly thick inside my pussy to stop Skor from sidling up and pushing the head of his hot, traitorous cock into my mouth. I turn my head at Skor’s insistence, and he brushes the hair out of my eyes and looks deep into my fucking soul.
Krall loves me. Thorn adores me. Skor touches something inside me that I don’t think I’ll ever be entirely comfortable with. All three of my mates are inside me at once, all of them moving in slow concert. Usually sex is more frenetic than this, but this is a slow, passionate claiming. My ass is struggling to take Thorn’s cock, but he is careful with me, showing me all the care in the world.
Much has been taken from me, but much is yet to be given. I pull my mouth from Skor’s cock and lock eyes with Krall, who reaches up, slides his fingers in my hair, and pulls me down against his chest, his arms sliding over my back and holding me in position for what becomes a one in, one out sliding fucking that I cannot escape. First Krall’s cock claims my pussy, then as he slips back out, Thorn slides into my ass as deep as he can go. My clit is throbbing against Krall’s pubic bone as Skor grips my head again and pushes his cock back into my mouth. He may be in a kind of fraternal purgatory, but he will not be left out.
I start to whimper as I get close to coming. I came once out on the battlefield, surrounded by death. This climax is going to come in the midst of love.
They are all starting to knot in response to my arousal. Skor keeps his out of my mouth. He fists his cock in his hand and presses the thick, leaking head in and out of my lips in time with the quickening thrusts of his brothers.
I squeal as Krall and Thorn both start to knot inside me, trapping me completely on their cocks. I cannot move even a little. My ass and pussy are both so full of rock-hard flesh that all I can do is take the seed they are both pumping inside me
“Good girl,” Thorn praises me. “You’re so amazing, sweetheart. You’ve always been the most incredible girl in the world.” Hejolts his hips involuntarily as he praises me, and my orgasm comes to the sound of his adoration as I give myself to these mates who have taken me from the only life I ever knew and tried so hard to give me a better life, only for me to end up back in the midst of darkness.
There is light now. I know it, and so do they. What comes after this will be better than what has come before. I’m not going to run away from them anymore. I’m not going to resist fate. My magic has gone, and along with it, the burden of fighting evil. I can just be Tabby now. A female wolf with three mates dedicated to breeding her. That will be my new identity, and after the night I have had, I cannot wait to embrace it.
Skor grips my hair and fists his cock, pushing it into my mouth again just as he ejaculates, his seed flowing over my tongue and down my throat as I swallow out of reflex.
“You are so good,” he agrees. “Look at you, swallowing my cum so obediently.”
He has some fucking nerve to speak right now, let alone use my body, but he is part of this, of us, no matter how pissed we might all be. His cock is comforting in my mouth, gives me something to suckle on as the thick knots in my pussy and ass start to slowly soften.
Thorn slides out first, leaving me to Krall, who grabs me again and turns over on his side, taking me for himself. His cock is still hard, and he starts to thrust again, as if it’s not enough to have fucked me once, he needs to keep fucking me. He needs to make me completely his.
I let out little whimpers of sexual exhaustion, but he keeps fucking me, his cock getting harder again as he thrusts again andagain. He pulls free of my pussy and turns me around, pushes me forward, and slides his cock straight into my ass.
“Go easy, Krall,” Thorn says.
“She can take it,” Krall insists, pulling one of my arms behind my back and using it as some kind of leverage to keep me in place and fuck me at the same time. “She’s going to be taking me every day from here on out until we all understand that she belongs to me. We might share her, but she is my naughty little girl to mate and to breed.”
His words are twisted and dark, but there is a very real affection in them.
“She’s mine as much as she is yours,” Thorn insists. I hear him get up and go to wash. I know what that probably means, but some part of me is still surprised when he returns to bed, lies on his side in front of me, spreads my legs and pushes his cock inside me.
Looking deep into Thorn’s eyes, I find myself connecting with him in that special way I only can when a mate’s cock is in my pussy. I feel his essence, his sweetness, his youth. I also feel his strength. There is much more of Thorn yet to come, just as there is so much more of me. Krall and Skor are mature. They are what they are going to be, but Thorn and I are still vessels of possibility.
I grind myself forward onto his cock, pulling a little way off Krall’s cock to do so. Krall lets out a possessive growl and yanks me back down on his cock, which only serves to make Thorn drive deeper inside me as well.
Again, I am taking two cocks inside me. One round was not enough to sufficiently reclaim me after I was lost to them. Kralland Thorn are not playing with me; they are branding me, filling me. They are going to ensure I smell like them, and that I do not ever forget who I belong to.
I yelp and moan as the pair of them fuck me into sweet oblivion. This time Skor is left out, forced to watch as his brothers take what he tried to steal. I almost feel sorry for him—almost. I know very well he knows how to get his own whenever he wants to. I know that later I will be taking his cock in one of my holes, and that he will be as ferocious about it.
I am going to spend the rest of my life being the shared possession of these dominant brothers who have lived most of their lives running from a curse and trying to make a new life for themselves. I am absolutely their path to salvation. Every time I take a new load of cum inside my pussy, they get closer to some kind of quiet absolution. I am the sacrifice, and I am the deliverer.
