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He entered her roughly, filling her completely with one hard thrust. She cried out and came hard enough to arch her back clear off the table. Her inner muscles rippled around his thrusting length, momentarily slowing his progress.
Tov chuckled. “I guess this feels good, naughty mate. But you did not have permission to come.”
She didn’t care and he didn’t stop. He fucked her fast and hard until she came again, also without permission. Then he pulled out and Merrik took his place.
“Why did you stop?” she protested. Tov hadn’t climaxed. His cock was still hard as he stroked it.
Merrik grasped her hips and thrust harder. “Aren’t I doing it well enough?”
“Of course. I just didn’t…”
Merrik pulled out and Tov pushed back in.
She licked her lips, hoping they would accept the silent invitation. She liked being filled at both ends, needed to know that she was giving them pleasure. But they remained focused on her pussy and all the stopping and starting was keeping them both rock hard. On and on they pounded into her. She’d lost track of how many times she’d orgasmed while they intentionally denied themselves.
Tov opened her dress and played with her breasts, cruelly twisting her nipples. “The marks are already fading. I need to flog you again.”
She whimpered, but her pussy compressed, threatening to erupt in another orgasm.
Merrik laughed. “She likes that idea.” He pulled out and Tov filled her, thrusting fast and hard while Merrik sucked on her nipples. They didn’t kiss her, didn’t touch her clit, and yet she teetered endlessly on the brink of orgasm.
“I’m not going to last much longer,” Tov warned.
Merrik released her nipple and moved down her body as Tov’s thrusting turned frantic. Tov came a moment later, jetting repeatedly. He quickly pulled out and Merrik pushed in. He thrust twice, then came as well, filling her pussy to overflowing.
Cara cried out sharply as sensations bombarded her nervous system. Tov squeezed her breasts, twisting her nipples, while her cunt tightened around Merrik’s length. She covered her face with her hands, shocked at the greedy clasp of her core and the emotions triggered by their seed. It was unlike any orgasm she’d ever felt. It was undeniably pleasurable, yet primal, driven by instinct rather than conscious thought. As the urgency ebbed, she was left feeling peaceful and… complete?
Dazed and slightly sleepy, she lowered her hands from her face and looked at her potential mates. Tov absently stroked her breasts, but his gaze was fixed on her face.
“All better now?” Merrik’s warm smile and the possessive concern in his eyes kept the phrase from sounding condescending.
She nodded and pulled her dress closed across her breasts, subtly dislodging Tov’s hands. “It will be like that every time from now on?”
“Now that we know that the cravings have started, we’ll make sure you get what you need,” Tov assured as he helped her sit up.
Cum in all three holes. She shivered. Three weeks ago, the concept would have horrified her. Now it was simply one more change that she had to accept. Her physiology demanded continual saturation. She was a conduit, a centerpiece, the connection between three empowered souls.
Merrik eased out of her body and tucked himself away. Then he extended his hand and helped her down from the table.
Warm seed leaked from her pussy and Cara cringed. She was now slick front and back, well used and reeking of sex. “May I please shower? I’m going to leave wet spots on the furniture if I don’t.”
“I am not sure I would mind.” Tov grinned at her. “Having our scent all over your luscious body makes me happy.”
She was well aware of the fact. They always fucked her before they went to sleep and never let her shower until the morning. “Please.” She was on the verge of tears and needed a few minutes alone to regain her composure.
“Go on, but we will discuss all the orgasms you had without permission when you return.”
“Yes, Master.” She ran down the hall, past the kitchen and into the guest suite, ignoring the slick wetness on her inner thighs. She turned on the water, quickly adjusting the temperature before she stripped off her dress. They liked to shower with her, running their soapy hands all over her body. It was a way of demonstrating their claim. She belonged to them. It was their right to touch her and care for her. It made Cara feel naughty, yet pampered in a way she had never experienced before.
She stepped into the shower and let the water saturate her long hair. Had she only been here three days? It felt like three years or three lifetimes. Unleashing her power left her with even more questions than before. Tov and Merrik patiently answered them, but so much of what they described was conceptual. They promised that everything would make sense once she started her training. Unfortunately, she couldn’t be trained until she had been claimed by her mates.
Was she ready to bind the rest of her life to a couple of domineering males? She couldn’t imagine being bonded with anyone other than Merrik and Tov. And yet she wasn’t sure she could imagine a life spent with them either. Tov could be horribly cruel, and Merrik often seemed distracted. Her mind drifted back to the day they met as she shampooed her hair. They were the only team at the assessment that took her need to see Flora seriously. The others used the rules to dismiss her concern, while Merrik and Tov bent the rules to put her mind at ease. Bending rules seemed to be their specialty.
They all desperately wanted the link to spontaneously anchor so offering her to anyone else would no longer be possible. According to Merrik that was why they fucked her so often and why they wouldn’t let her shower after sex. The more of their cum her body absorbed, the stronger the link would become. And now it seemed like she would be getting even more than before. Each opening in her body would need to be filled before her libido would power down.
She sighed and turned off the water. She felt as if her autonomy were being eroded by her need for sex. She wanted to mean more to her mates than just an eager sex partner. She wanted to laugh with them, dream with them, and work together toward meaningful goals.
Tov and Merrik had been willing to talk with her about every subject she’d brought up so far. Could she trust them with her frustration and uncertainty? Was there anything they could do to reassure her? There was only one way to find out. She printed a new dress, tossed the dirty one into the recycler, and combed out her wet hair. Then she returned to the front of the house.
