Total pages in book: 165
Estimated words: 159487 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 797(@200wpm)___ 638(@250wpm)___ 532(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 159487 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 797(@200wpm)___ 638(@250wpm)___ 532(@300wpm)
Her whole body felt open and alive with pleasure and she could already feel the Bonding Fruit concentrate working on her—easing the stretch as Ravik’s tongue and fingers worked her open.
The two of them took their time to get her ready. Cassie had been frightened of this part, though she hadn’t wanted to admit it. Ravik was huge and Severin was hardly small, and taking both of them at once seemed impossible no matter what alien furniture and Bonding Fruit concentrate they used. But with Ravik between her thighs tasting her and Severin murmuring praise in her ear as he stroked her nipples, the fear slowly dissolved into anticipation.
By the time Ravik lifted his head, his mouth wet with her juices and his eyes burning, Cassie was trembling with need.
“Ready, baby?” he rumbled.
She looked at Severin and he brushed his knuckles over her cheek.
“If you’re not, we can wait,” he murmured.
“No.” Cassie took a breath and let it out slowly. “I don’t want to wait. I want you both to fill me. I want my Bonded mates.”
Both males went still, then Ravik made a low sound that seemed to come from the deepest part of him.
“Say that again, baby,” he murmured.
Cassie slid her fingers through his thick, black hair.
“I want my Bonded mates,” she repeated.
Severin bent and kissed her softly.
“Then you’ll have us, sweetheart,” he promised. “Come on—let’s try out this Breeding chair.”
Moving to the chair was les awkward than she would have thought. Ravik sat first, settling into one padded seat, his massive thighs spread and his shaft hard and ready, thick at the base where his Bonding Knot was already beginning to swell. Severin sat opposite him, pale and elegant and visibly aroused, his gaze moving from Cassie to Ravik, filled a with hunger so deep she could feel it.
Cassie stood between them, naked and trembling and for a moment, she simply looked.
They were facing each other now. No hiding—no pretending they were only taking turns. They were going to share her in the most intimate way possible—and she wanted them to.
Ravik reached for her waist.
“Come here, baby.”
Severin held out his arms too.
“We’ll take things slowly, sweetheart,” he murmured.
Cassie let them guide her onto the center support, her knees settling into the padded rests. The chair held her weight and positioned her between them, spread open and supported.
Ravik was in front and slightly below, his thick shaft pressing against her entrance. Severin was behind her, the head of his cock already slick with precum and his expression tight with restraint.
Cassie’s heart thudded in her chest when she looked down at them both.
“I’m scared,” she admitted. “I…I’ve never had anything, uh, in the back entrance before.”
“That’s the reason for the Bonding Fruit concentrate,” Severin told her. “It’s going to help you stretch, sweetheart. But I promise I’ll go slow inside you.”
Ravik’s big hands tightened gently on her waist.
“And if it hurts, we stop,” he growled. “No matter what. Vaccine or no fucking vaccine.”
Cassie looked from one to the other and felt something inside her soften and ache at the same time. They were both so hard, so hungry, and so clearly trying to hold themselves back for her. Ravik’s golden eyes were burning, but his hands were gentle. Severin’s pale blue gaze was dark with desire, but his voice was calm and careful.
Despite their size and strength, she felt incredibly safe between them.
“I know,” she said. “I trust you both.”
Ravik made a rough sound and bent forward to kiss her. His mouth was hot and still tasted of her juices. Cassie kissed him back hungrily, wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders while Severin’s hands stroked slowly over her hips from behind.
The feeling of both men touching her at once made her shiver and the need surged inside her.
She also liked that Ravik didn’t pull away from the knowledge that Severin was there. He didn’t tense when Severin’s fingers brushed his where they both held her. He only looked over Cassie’s shoulder at his best friend, his expression raw and open in a way that made her heart squeeze.
“Take care of her,” he said hoarsely.
Severin’s eyes softened.
“I will.”
Then Ravik looked back at Cassie.
“And I’ll take care of both of you.”
Severin uncapped the vial of massage oil again. He warmed it between his fingers before touching her, and when he did, the slippery slide of it made her gasp.
“Easy, sweetheart,” he murmured behind her as he traced her rosebud with one careful finger. “Just breathe and let me open you.”
“I…I’m trying,” she moaned.
It was hard when Ravik’s thick shaft was rubbing against her front entrance and Severin’s slick fingers were stroking so carefully over the tight ring of muscle behind her. She had never done this before—never even considered it, really—and her body wanted to clench with nerves. But Severin’s touch was patient and soothing, and the Bonding Fruit concentrate seemed to be working, making everything warmer, softer, and more pliant.