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“We’ll show you,” Taj says softly, and then he’s climbing in behind me in the tub, pulling me back against his chest.
“Permission!” Kiaran barks, climbing in behind Finnen.
Finnen jerks forward. “What?”
“Asking for permission to touch,” Kiaran says. “Because you want.”
“Dammit. Keep your paws to yourself. And promise we’ll also teach our Wildman some discretion.”
I’m laughing, the sexy moment broken. “Guys.”
“First rule of the clan, Finn,” Taj says, lifting my wrist to his mouth, licking at my thundering pulse, the scent gland there, “is to accept your desires, stop fighting them.”
Finnen mumbles something I don’t catch.
“Let’s ease him into it,” Taj whispers in my ear, making me shiver. His cock is a hard rod at my back. “Touch him. I think that’s what he wants the most. And, Kiaran, behave.”
Kiaran rumbles a roll of laughter.
“Don’t presume to know what I want,” Finnen grumbles, but his cock is still as hard as before, the head bobbing between us, darkened to a near purple. “That’s a double-edged sword, and as a military man, you should know. What if I gave you a command—”
Taj groans softly behind me, his cock jumping at my back, and my belly cramps. Even though I just came from his mouth, I need more. I need what I still haven’t received. The need to be filled by them is taking over my mind again, and it’s inevitable. Inescapable.
I’m naked in the warm water with them, and their scents mingle and surround me, just like their beautiful, strong bodies and lust-dark eyes.
When Taj wraps an arm around my waist and lifts me, when he guides his cock between my legs, I’m ready, so damn ready I almost weep with relief as the head of his cock pushes into me.
“Oh…” My head falls back against Taj’s shoulder. “Goddess…”
Finnen groans like he’s in pain.
“Want to watch first, priest?” Taj pants as he pushes deeper into me. “See how it’s done?”
“Fuck you, I know how—”
Taj thrusts into me and I gasp. “Do you? Watch and learn.”
“You know I can’t fucking watch!” Finnen snaps, his voice all edges, his control undone.
“Then come closer, priest. Touch. Feel. Listen. Don’t you want him to touch you, sweetheart?”
“Yes…” I breathe.
When Finnen leans closer to me, our bodies practically pressed together in the tub, when his hands move over my body, over my breasts, down my belly between my legs where Taj is still sinking deeper and deeper into me, I start to come.
It’s a different kind of pleasure than before, slower, bigger, gathering speed as it rolls through me, and Taj grunts, thrusting again, every time sinking a little bit more of that thick rod inside me, and I clench around it, again and again, a cry escaping me.
“Goddamn,” Taj manages, and then his cock is jerking inside me, Finnen’s fingers playing around Taj’s cock, teasing and rubbing, and the avalanche smothers me as I come, clenching so hard inside that a cry escapes me. I grab Finnen’s shoulders so that I can ride Taj’s cock, lifting myself a little only to slam back down, and it’s so big he still isn’t fully inside me. It burns and it hurts, but it feels too good to stop. Taj’s hands are leaving bruises on my ribs, on my hips as he takes his pleasure, growling something resembling my name in my ear. His cock is like a fist inside me now, so big I can hardly bear it, and yet it’s perfect, exactly what I need.
More pleasure rolls through me, almost too much, and I slow my movements, shuddering.
Vaguely aware that Finnen scrambles out of the tub, splashing water all over, a panicky look on his face.
That Kiaran is stroking his cock lazily, eyes half-lidded, leaning back across from me in the tub.
That Taj’s muscular body is trembling at my back, his breath coming in hot wheezes on my neck, his cock still jerking inside of me.
I’m stunned, in shock, still unable to comprehend that I have a man’s cock inside of me, that it feels so right, so good, that it can give me so much astonishing pleasure.
