Salvation for Three (7 page)

"Take us, small hunter. Let us fill your need." Cian's rough voice continued to feed the flame, but still some small link of sanity remained.

"No, the peak, I'm fertile!" Keer was gasping. The bathing linens were gone and she was surrounded by heat and naked male. The feel of the skin of the big warriors was balm and vice. Keer tried to free herself from Cian's grip and Tirin's leg, which pinned her to the bed.

Cian grabbed her, then both hands held her face still to look into his eyes.

"You will bear no child from this mating. We do not impregnate females without a complete triad. Never, ever against their will. It is our creed."

She didn't understand. How could they control their own fertility at will?

"It is true. We can and do control it. We would not mate with you
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and give you offspring against your will. Even if you accept us, we do not force women to become breeders." Tirin's soothing tone gave her pause against the burning skin.

She looked from one warrior to the other. So this was how it was to be? Finally, if she could believe them, she could stop the never-ending craving, creeping desire. Tirin dipped his head to kiss her shoulder, his tongue slid against her skin. Cian leaned in against her lips.

"Let us meet your need, Keer Teho."

She looked into his eerie silver eyes, and saw desire and need that matched her own. She held her breath, expecting them to force her.

Neither man moved. Cian locked gazes with her while Tirin's hand rested against her, waiting.

Keer took a deep breath and opened her mind, reaching out to them she sensed them both mentally joining her, two strong minds opening to her and waiting for her decision.. She nodded once and pathed her answer, "
Yes
."

If it was a descent into hell, she would burn all the way.

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The feel of warm male skin engulfed her. She was rolling on waves of pleasure. The dream had been nothing compared to reality.

The burning had increased, but four large hands pressed into her skin.

Cian kissed her, coaching her tongue into his mouth then sliding into hers. Keer raked her teeth against him, deepening the kiss.

Tirin began a massage, turning her to her side he stroked her skin, hands starting a trail down her side slowly, rounding under her breasts to push at her ribcage. His hands grazed her nipples, working in unison with Cian's stroking tongue. She groaned into the dark man's mouth. She could feel his organ against her thighs as he moved his large body over hers. Her sensitive nub began to burn between her swollen lower lips and she pressed against Cian, seeking his cock.

Tirin began a relentless kneading of her bottom and under her hips to stroke her inner thighs. His fingertips were insistent, pushing her legs apart.

"Relax, small hunter. Open up for me," Tirin insisted as he urged her legs apart. There was no smile in the warrior's voice now. It was a deep growling rumble of need. It pushed Keer over the edge., She bucked against the two men, her ass connecting with Tirin's cock, she rocked against the heat moaning and squirmed in an attempt to pull him closer. Tirin pulled her arms behind her, pushing her breasts into the other warrior's chest. Cian's chest was covered in crisp coarse hair that teased and raked her overly sensitive nipples.

Keer's ears roared with the pounding of her blood. She kissed Cian wildly, driving him against her, while Tirin's command to open herself to him echoed in her brain.

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Keer began to press back against the hard rod barely teasing her small bud. She could feel Tirin’s cock smoldering against her and could only think of being filled with it.

Cian began a massage under her ribs to her breasts, across her already flaming nipples. She hissed into his mouth, attempting to bite his lips at the stroke of his fingertips around her nipples. Cian chuckled in his throat and pushed down again, almost lifting her, then he kneaded her breasts, circling and pinching with his fingertips, pulling. Keer moaned and gasped when the piercing pull went straight to her pussy. "
Our hunter likes some pain with her pleasure.
" She could hear him clearly. He was pathing to them both.

"Cian—" Keer tried to move, wanting to get away from the burning stroke of the fingers and hands to clear her mind. She had gone this far, but her senses were on overload. Cian's grip on her tightened.

"No fear, my mate. We have need as well." Cian's voice took on an edge, teasing but in control. His fingers pulled at her nipples, and she arched against him, her bottom connecting firmly with Tirin steel length.

She lifted her head slightly, trying to twist away from the dark hunter’s tormenting fingers, only to have Cian’s mouth do a quick descent over hers. Tirin's hands pushed just as Cian's tongue slid past her teeth. Fire ran through her blood and over her skin.

Somewhere in her mind, she felt obligated to resist the onslaught on her senses. Trying to twist away from Cian's kiss, she ended up flat on her back, her shoulders pinned under his hands. The kiss continued with him stroking her own tongue and sucking it back into his mouth.

She wondered dimly why she could not feel Tirin. She reached out blindly with her mind.

"So sweet, my small bondsman. Let me have your cream."
Tirin pathed to her.

She pulled her legs together, only to feel Tirin's mouth nuzzle at her belly, then his tongue slid down her right thigh. His large hands

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pushed her thighs apart.

Keer stopped resisting, vaguely aware of being on the edge of finally fulfilling the piercing painful burn. His teeth pulled at the tender skin of her inner thigh, then at her folds. She was moist and hot, juices dripping down her legs. He was close to where she needed him, but not close enough. She wanted him now, his mouth on her swollen nub. She tried to move Cian's shoulder's away, attempting to catch her breath. The wave of need became so intense, she clawed at him, panicked.

Cian pulled back from her and pinned her with a look.

"Do not think. Feel."

He lowered his lips to her neck, biting and pushing his tongue against her skin. Keer slid her hands over his shoulders, nails still digging into him.

Tirin's mouth continued pulling her lips into his mouth, then nipping the inside of her thighs, almost bruising her, pushing her legs apart. He flattened his tongue and stroked across the line of curls.

"Such beauty, Cian. She tastes of the gods."

She could feel Tirin's breath against her outer lips and knew she grew wetter then she had ever been. Liquid heat ran between her thighs. She closed her eyes and gasped as Cian bit her shoulder. "We have waited for this. To taste you," Cian growled into her neck, tongue lathing where he'd bitten her. He murmured over her skin in a language she could not understand as both men caressed her.

Cian slid down her body, joining Tirin. One of his hands stayed at her shoulder, holding her in place. She felt them pull her legs apart and lift her. She threw one arm over her eyes. Gods, they were looking at her, almost into her. She tried to clamp her legs closed, as the overwhelming need fought with embarrassment.

One large hand gripped each of her thighs and another lifted her hips.

"
Like the fruit, delicious inside and out."
Tirin pathed to her.

Keer let out a groan as fingers slipped between her lips, pulling
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her apart. She cried out, and jerked her hips against the large, thick hand. Then she felt hot breath against her thigh.

"So hot." Tirin's voice ran over her thigh and he breathed in her scent. Another long finger slipped inside her and she clenched automatically, tightening around him. Moaning came from deep in her throat and Cian's grasp moved from her shoulder to her nipple, pulling gently.

"Let us view our mate, Tirin."

The room was dim but she opened her eyes wide, trying to see Cian's or Tirin's face in the light. She was flipped over quickly by Cian and cried out, pushing her tormented sex against the bedding under her, bucking her hips. Hands ran over her bottom, kneading her and pushing her legs apart. .

"Everything in perfection, my female."
Tirin pathed as he sank his teeth gently into her cheek. Keer flinched and tensed when she felt her cheeks spread apart.

"You are made for this. Perfect for my cock to slide into you."

Cian's voice was rough. She could feel his lips moving against her skin as he looked at her. His tongue flicked rapidly. Keer felt panicked. She'd only had anal sex once with a pleasure bot, and it had been a painful experience that she didn't want to repeat.

"No woman, this is pleasure." Tirin said before he lunged and slipped his tongue against her backside, teeth dragging and nipping.

His mouth did a circuit on each cheek, then she felt heat and wetness against the small bud of her ass. She bucked, amazed at the feeling.

No one had ever licked her or kissed her there. Tirin made a growling noise and tried to force his tongue into her, pushing and then pulling out.

Keer felt like every nerve in her body was alive, inflamed. She groaned into the bedding, trying to breathe. Tirin was relentless, alternately licking and chewing his way against her bud, tongue pushing into her between forays. One large finger pressed into her backside and she clenched at the invasion. The nerves were alive

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there, tingling, like nothing she'd ever experienced, in a mix of pain and pleasure. Tirin pulled her up, balancing her against his shoulders, his head buried in her cheeks.

Cian wasted no time in a frontal assault. Moving under her, he latched his mouth onto one breast and pulled, tweaking the nipple on the other while his teeth grazed her. His hand moved down to slide two fingers between her legs, and she felt him groan against her skin.

"Like a flood. Open up for me." It was a command from a warrior.

Tirin's hands held her back against him. Tongue buried in her ass, he was practically humming into her now, shaking his head against her, biting and licking. Keer pushed back, loving the feeling of him opening her up. Cian moved down her belly to slide her wet lips apart with his tongue, sucking in her juice. He pulled her sex into his mouth hard. Keer pushed down against him, desire blinding her. Tirin tightened his grip.

Finally, an answer to the piercing heat.
"Do not stop. Gods help
me, I need this."
It was a blinding mental cry.

"Never, my mate." Tirin pathed while he held her in place against Cian's working mouth. Keer felt her pussy creaming onto Cian's face.

She reached down to pull his head hard against her. He growled into her and sucked her hard in response, pushing two fingers into her, his long tongue circling over and over, flicking her nub and then plunging into her hot passage. She cried out at the invasion. He retreated and thrust into her again

"So tight. Will you take me, small hunter?"
Cian's words scorched her brain while he flicked and grazed his teeth across her swollen nub, punctuating his words and thrusting his fingers inside her.
""Will my
cock fit in this tight passage? Give me more of you."

Keer felt him pull away, and would have fallen if Tirin hadn't held her up. Cian turned under her, effectively pushing his head back nearly between Tirin's knees.

"Give her back to me," Cian commanded.

Tirin tilted Keer forward and she found herself face to face with a
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furring of black curls and Cian's thick round cock, larger than she had ever seen, pulsing toward her. She reacted on instinct, sliding her hands around his balls and squeezing gently. Cian let out a groan.

"Gods."

Keer felt feminine power run through her. They may have been toying with her, but now she would get even with Cian, at least. His mouth latched onto the inside of her thigh, sucking hard, biting her.

She decided to move at her own pace and slid her tongue across the glistening drop at the slit in his massive cock, moaning in her throat while she tasted him on her tongue. He had that musky, salty taste, and she wanted more. She continued to massage his dark balls with her fingers, exploring and slowly twirling her tongue around his head, sucking, eliciting healthy groans from him and laughter from Tirin.

"She will unman you, my friend." Tirin's hands squeezed Keer's cheeks again she tried to push back to him in frustration. Cian's head came up, nuzzling her, sliding his tongue wide against her opening, pushing into her deep. She countered by sucking harder on his length and slowly pushing him deeper into her throat, increasing the vacuum and trying to swallow. She was rewarded with a deep growl. Cian pushed his tongue into her with sweeping strokes, gulping down her juice and groaning between thrusts.

They developed a matching rhythm of her pumping him into her mouth while his tongue thrashed her pussy thoroughly. Keer lost track of Tirin's hands, instead concentrating on the feeling of Cian's warm tongue and pulsing length in her throat. If she relaxed far enough, she was sure she could swallow around him, her mouth as wide as it could go. She sucked hard, hollowing her cheeks, feeling his cock pulsing and growing in her mouth. Her lips were already stretched wide around him. Something flickered in her mind, perhaps she wouldn't be able to take this monster inside her.

"
You'll take him bondsman. You'll take both of us."
Tirin assured her.

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He started a slow assault on her bottom again, his tongue sliding in and out, alternating with Cian. He varied the push with a finger in her tight passage. Frightened by the invasion, she felt herself spasm around him. She moaned loudly, around Cian's hard length.

"Open for me, I have a need to fill you." Cian growling against her pussy, trying to stretch her farther with his tongue.

Keer released his cock from her mouth and drug her teeth lightly against his balls. Cian pressed his mouth against her, capturing her with his lips, grazing with his own teeth. Keer squealed and dipped her head again, this time sucking both his balls into her mouth, her hand wrapped firmly around his pulsing cock. Cian pulled hard on her, and thrust two fingers into her burning channel.

Keer felt herself contracting around his fingers and began to pump against his mouth. The feeling was a phenomenon of need. Waves of heat hit her, and she began stroking him, sucking wildly. Tirin pushed two fingers into her bottom, making her jump and moan. She relaxed around his fingers, pulsing into Cian's mouth. Cian's hips lifted, attempting to reach farther into her throat. Keer's head bobbed up and down over him, sucking hard on each upstroke. She felt the heat building in her belly and moaned steadily.

Tirin's tongue joined his fingers, sliding into her, opening her up.

"Will you scream for us, my mate?"
he taunted her.

She could feel the blood pumping through Cian's cock and knew he was as close as she was. The orgasm hit her like a wave just as Cian released hot fluid against her tongue.

She swallowed convulsively, riding his mouth. Tirin joined Cian, licking frantically at her from her clit to the top of her cheeks. Tirin shoved two large fingers back past her tight rosebud, opening her ass to him. Another piercing wave hit her while her tight ring spasmed against the pressure.