Page 58 of Mated to the Vikings

Still, whether or not I accepted my place no longer mattered. I was now their property. I closed my eyes as all three men caressed, starting from my face to my neck, moving ever so slowly down to my breasts. Two hands cupped and squeezed, while two others moved down to my bottom, swatting playfully. The final two slid to my legs, tickling the area in between. I was breathless, electrified from the dazzling sensations shifting along my spine.

“She is beautiful,” Brexin stated in a husky voice.

“She is ours,” David added, lowering his head until he pressed his lips against my neck.

“She is mine,” Erik growled, dragging my hand to his groin. The feel of his massive, throbbing cock pressing savagely against my fingers left me panting, my nipples fully erect.

“Ours, brother. Ours,” Brexin corrected. Tugging roughly on the bodice of my dress, his fingers found my swollen nipple. He pinched the already hardened bud between his fingers, a long breath erupting from his throat. “A damn sweet treat. I cannot wait to taste you.”

I was almost shocked at the adoration in his eyes. My heart fluttered, my pussy clenching.

Erik kept his hand over mine, forcing me to stroke his shaft, moving up and down. I heard his whispered words as he leaned over, nipping my earlobe. “You will always be mine first.”

“Mmmm…” There was no shame in wanting all three, or so I allowed myself to believe.

David licked a series of circles on my heated skin, taking his time before moving his open mouth to my lips. The first kiss was gentle, our lips moving together in a perfect dance. He darted his tongue inside, as if forbidden to taste until the time was right.

My body responded, forever betraying me, desire crawling up from my toes into my aching pussy. I was so wet, hot in a manner I’d never been before. This was so much better than the cave. They would take me. They would use me.

They would fuck me.

And there was no doubt I’d beg for more.

My tongue entwined with David’s, the kiss becoming a passionate roar. He took my other hand, placing my fingers directly on his swollen cock. I was thrown into a crazed state of bliss, wanting nothing more than to succumb to all three glorious warriors. My men. The strong Vikings who would try to capture my very soul.

Brexin moved away first and in my haze of lust, I noticed he was licking his fingers, his eyes glassy from his own raging desire. “We should have that drink now.”

David broke the kiss, biting down on my lower lip, snarling as any beast would do. When he pulled back, his eyes were no longer human, a predator of the night. I was going to be consumed, taken brutally, and I suddenly wanted nothing so desperately.

Why was there no shame in what was about to occur, no fear? Was the mating something I’d already succumbed to, accepting the Galerian way?

Erik pulled my hand to his lips, kissing my palm. I noticed his eyes never left David as the man walked toward the oversized bed.

“What we have in store for you, our sweet little human,” Brexin said. The husky tone was filled with sexual innuendo, creating another flutter in my pussy. “Spanked. Licked. Sucked. Fucked. I think that sounds about right. Don’t you, brothers?”

Erik’s only answer was an animalistic snarl erupting from the very depths of his being. He was the man who would devour me first, taking my asshole as he’d done before.

“Possessive,” David muttered.

“And he has a right to be,” Brexin retorted.

“We all do,” Erik admitted. He gathered me into his arms, fisting and yanking my hair, leaving my neck fully exposed. The growl was synonymous with a hunting beast, so deep and dark that I was left breathless.

I closed my eyes, clinging to his arms as he leaned me over, his hot breath sliding over my skin. Goosebumps popped as he slathered me with licks. He was so strong, powerful in every manner and I’d fallen madly in lust with this man.

“Allow us to see our prize,” David commented, his thudding boots matching the thumping of my heart.

“Yes, please,” Brexin added.

Erik bit my neck, his teeth bearing down. The Viking was marking me, the imprint a warning to anyone outside of our mated group. He would never allow anyone to fuck with us. He eased me upright, his upper lip curling into a playful sneer. “Undress.”

There was no choice, for he was the alpha.

Biting my lip, I lowered first one sleeve then the other, gently tugging the soft material past my hips, gravity taking the rest. To see the lurid gaze of three magnificent beasts, their extreme hunger evident by the glassiness in their eyes was a tingling aphrodisiac. I was so wet, juice trickling down my inner thighs.

All three surrounded me, moving in a tribal-like circle, inhaling as they made barbaric sounds. Fingers swirled and tickled once again, hands removing the bobble surrounding my neck. As the pin was yanked from my hair, strands falling against my lower back, I swished my head back and forth. Their husky groans were my reward.

“You will be disciplined every day,” David stated.