Chapter 31
My mates undressed themselves without taking their eyes off me. It wasn’t until Frode stood tall, wearing only his skin and a raised eyebrow that I realized I was still fully dressed. I quickly shed my clothes and stood before them. Nerves started to creep into my system. We’d been intimate before, but this time we were playing for keeps and there was no going back.
Not that I wanted to.
“There are so many things I wish to do to you. But after tonight we’ll forever to play all the scenes I have floating through my mind out. The only trouble is decided which one we do tonight.” Frode’s husky voice filled the room as he stepped toward me.
He pressed his lips to my own in possessive and claiming kiss before he broke away and trailed kisses down my chin and neck. I groaned and pressed into his mouth as his lips found the spot where my neck met my shoulder. The place his mark would be worn.
“I can’t wait to see my mark, our marks, on this spot every day.” He whispered, his lips never leaving my skin.
“Have you decided what you wish to do to me tonight?” I asked, wrapping my arms around his neck.
“I think I have, although I can’t wait for all the laters that we will use to fulfill my other ones.” He chuckled against my skin.
He started walking me backwards as his hands trailed down my side. The back of my knees met the edge of the bed, and he leaned forward, tipping me backwards. I bounced slightly as I landed on the bed, his body hovering over mine. His hand moved back over my hip and moved across my stomach, until his large hand cupped my sex.
He grinned as I stilled at his touch, and then one of his fingers was inside me. I froze and gasped as his finger moved slowly and shallowly inside me. I wanted more, but bit my tongue, trying to be patient and see what my mates had planned for me.
The bed dipped, and my gaze flew up to see who had joined us. Erik laid beside me on his side, a grin on his face. Rune’s scent filtered in from my other side and Sten stood at the foot of the bed. All watched on with lust filled gazes.
“You’re so ready for us. You have no idea how long I’ve waited to mark my mate, to mark you while I filled your body.” Frode hissed as his harness came in contact with my slick core.
“Then do it.” I said, arching my back trying to keep as much contact as I could with him.
“I don’t want to hurt you.” His eyes softened.
“I know.” I said, but I also knew this was my first time and it would hurt no matter the care he took. “I want this.” I encouraged him.
His eyes met mine, and then he lined himself up with me. He pressed in just far enough that his was barely inside me. His head dropped and a growl echoed through the room.
“Goddess, you’re so warm and ready for us. Relax, little one.” He said.
Warm hands settled on my breasts, kneading, and pinching my nipples. Erik and Rune’s touches sent warmth straight to where Frode was between my legs. Frode took their work as distraction enough and started to press into me more.
Pressure built inside of me as he advanced, I felt so full and then a sharp burning pain speared through me. I grasped at Frode’s strong shoulders, hissing.
“I know, I’m sorry.” He said, kissing my lips before pulling back and peppering my face with kisses. “I’m so sorry.”
“I’m okay, I just need a minute.” I murmured, rubbing my nose along his cheek.
His mouth met mine, gently kissing me. Rune and Erik continued their ministrations to my breasts. Soon I found myself squirming on Frode’s length. He chuckled and pulled back.
“I take it you’re ready for more.” He said, as he pulled out slightly and pressed back in.
He slowly and gently moved in and out of me. The fullness and pain receded and turned into burning and want. Pleasure moved through me as his thrusts gained more power and speed. A hand reached between us and found my oversensitive bundle of nerves and started circling it. Suddenly I was on the edge and with one last thrust I was pushed over and falling, pulling Frode with me.
A sharp pain blossomed over my neck, and the scent of blood hit my nose. A burning moved through me, that quickly turned to pleasure as Frode’s hips thrust against mine again. On the next thrust instinct overwhelmed me and I Frode’s blood was in my mouth as I claimed him. His body relaxed, his body pressing against mine. We were covered in sweat, and our chests heaved against one another as we caught our breath.
“That was beautiful, little one.” He whispered against my lips.
I hummed and returned the kiss. A clearing of a throat pulled us apart and I saw three sets of eyes looking at me like I was their last meal. My face heated and I looked back to Frode who was grinning.
“I think they want their turns.” He winked and gently pulled us apart.
My mouth dropped open at the sight of his playful expression and I couldn’t help but grin back. Erik sat against the headboard and pulled me over him.
“I want to see you ride me.” His voice was lust filled and husky.
“I don’t know how.” My face heated with embarrassment at my confession.
“I should hope not, but you can’t do it wrong. Just try.” He said, lifting me over his legs.
I nodded and he lined himself up with me. I started to lower myself onto him and dropped my head back with a groan as I felt my body stretch around him. Gasping as I took him fully, I realized how much deeper this position allowed my mates to get. My eyes flashed to Erik who was grinning.
His warm hands on my hips held me in place, but neither encouraged movement or stillness. He was waiting for me to start. Hesitantly I lifted myself up and lowered myself back down, pulling a moan from my throat. This position hit all the right places.
My pace increased and grew more carefree, and it wasn’t long before I found myself being pushed over the edge again. I groaned and Erik’s hips were meeting mine thrust for thrust. His lips pressed against the place Frode had bitten me, and I felt his teeth scrape over it. It was all I took, and I plunged fully into the depths of my orgasm, both Erik and I claiming each as our own.
I collapsed against his chest with his warm arms around me as we came down from our release. I was lifted off his lap with a squeak and laid on my belly. Warm hands rubbed my shoulders. They slowly made their way down my back, releasing the tension of the day away-what was left after two mind-blowing orgasms wasn’t much, but made me melt into the bed.
“On your knees, chest down.” Sten’s voice filtered through my consciousness.
I nodded and slowly forced my legs to obey his command. I groaned as Sten’s length pressed into me in a different way than Frode and Erik had. I pressed back into him, enjoying the sensations he brought out. Both of us were ready and sensitive, and it didn’t take us long to start tensing and ready for our release.
Sten’s warm torso draped around me and then he pulled me back against him as he sat us upright. He twisted me at the waist so we could access each other necks as we neared our orgasm. Then with a few more hard thrusts we were there and collapsing on the bed together mated and claimed. Sten smiled and pressed his tongue over his mark sealing it as we fell apart.
I rolled onto my back and saw Rune standing at the side of the bed a hungry look on his face. He crawled between my legs and thrust into me without hesitation. I groaned and took him. He smiled once he settled inside of me and kissed me passionately. I returned the kiss, and his hand found my breast, giving it a squeeze.
Groaning, I pressed into his touch. He started to move, and I hissed at the friction of my oversensitive and slightly tender core clenched around him. His jaw tensed as he fought for control. I reached up and set my palm to his cheek.
“Don’t hold back.” I murmured nuzzling his check with my own.
Rune groaned and pulled back before thrusting forward with a sharp snap of his hips. My other mates had been gentle and careful, but this was something I hadn’t realized I needed. I pressed my lips to his and wrapped my arm around his neck. He groaned and pressed into me. His hips picking up speed as he moved us to orgasm. I groaned and felt myself starting to tip over the edge. His movements became hurried and uneven. I leaned forward sucking where I would mark him into my mouth and scraping my teeth over it. He stiffened and returned the favor to my neck. The sensations tipped us over the edge and we both plunged into our orgasm and marked each other.
His arms shook as he pulled away, kissing my lips and grinning. I smiled back and melted into the mattress. I closed my eyes and relaxed for a moment. I felt a warm cloth press against me, making me hiss and pull away.
“Easy, little one. I’m just cleaning you up, then we’ll go to sleep.” Frode’s soothing tone made me relax back into his touch.
He stayed to true to his words. He cleaned me up, while Sten pulled the blankets back and we all piled into the bed. I was awake long enough to note that all my mates made sure some part of them was touching me, before I drifted into a deep, dreamless sleep.