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His cock bucked as he pictured himself replacing the wand
with his flesh, stretching her, filling her. Gods, he needed to
be inside her. Pulling back on the wand, he watched it slowly
emerge from her body. A distressed sound escaped her.
"Do you want me to stop?" He couldn't believe the
question passed his lips.
"No. It just feels really strange."
"Kiss her, Karrick, she's upset."
Karrick shot him a startled glance, but happily obliged.
What is wrong with me? His cock pounded, demanding
release and all he could think about was her. He'd never felt
such overwhelming protectiveness for a female. Would it
always be like this or was this tenderness part of Pim Noctar?
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Karrick kissed her with a patient skill Warrick would never
possess. His brother mastered women with seduction, while
he specialized in conquest.
Dragging the wand out, he paused a full second before
pushing it back in. He had to stretch her, train her tight
sphincter to relax, open, and accept him. She held her
emotions back, determined to feel nothing. The
unconventional nature of his task fueled her uncertainty.
He had no choice. This had to be done, and she would
benefit in the long run. He inserted the wand over and over
until her body accepted it without resistance, then he moved.
His long, slow strokes hinted at what was to come. Her folds
darkened and pearly essence seeped out of her pussy. Thank
the gods! She was surrendering to her body's demands.
Without halting the smooth slide of the first wand, Warrick
prepared the second. Karrick continued to kiss her, cupping
her breasts and teasing her nipples. Warrick pulled out the
first wand and inserted the second. Lorran's hips twisted and
her thighs flexed. Her breasts heaved, her breathing harsh.
He maintained the steady rhythm, waiting for her to adjust to
the new, thicker invasion.
His arousal was so acute he could no longer judge her
responses. She seemed ready for the final phase, but he
hesitated. That damn protectiveness again. He laughed
inwardly. How could he protect her from himself?
This will make it easier for her. It's necessary.
Renewing his determination, he pulled out the second
wand and positioned the third. "Push onto this, like you did
with my finger." She remained motionless. Karrick was still
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kissing her, so Warrick couldn't see her face. "Are you all
right?"
Reaching for her mind, he trembled with the intensity of
her desire. She was desperate for release, aching, burning.
He hadn't intended to let her climax until he was inside her,
but he couldn't leave her like this. His cock echoed the
persistent rhythm of her desire.
He pushed the wand deep with firm, steady pressure. She
moaned and whimpered, but Karrick didn't release her mouth.
Warrick dipped his fingers into her core. Prazot, she was wet,
and hot. Using her cream to ease the way, he stroked over
and around her clit. Her body jerked with each pass.
A shimmer drew his attention to her hand and Warrick
smiled. More iede. They had vanquished her fear, at least for
now. He rubbed her clit and drew out the wand, watching her
palms sparkle as her body shook with release.
Dazed and tingling, Lorran relaxed in the sling while the
Time twins coated their cocks with her iede. If someone had
described what was happening to her, she'd have thought
they were crazy. Each orgasm they triggered was more
powerful than the last. And this was foreplay!
Part of her brain refused to accept the events as reality.
She felt as if she were floating in a dream, a vivid, intensely
erotic dream, but a dream.
"It's time, rijnna mi. This can be delayed no longer."
Warrick unfastened her ankle cuffs while Karrick released her
wrists. Warrick lifted her in his arms and started toward the
bed.
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"Crystal honestly believed you meant me harm. Why did
Matriarch Flame hire her to protect me? Karrick said you have
the legal right to claim me. What gives you that right?"
"We have many questions too." Warrick stood her beside
the bed, combing his fingers through her hair. "But I burn for
you. Is your need any less demanding?"
Karrick moved in close, molding his body to her back and
cupping her breasts. "We'll explore the mystery once we ease
our hunger."
She wiggled between them, excited, aching, overwhelmed.
Warrick tightened his hand in her hair and angled her face to
his liking. Parting her lips, Lorran met the bold thrust of his
tongue with enthusiasm.
Lying to herself was pointless. She wanted this. She
needed them as desperately as they needed her.
As your bonded mates it becomes our duty to protect,
provide for, and satisfy you. Had Warrick meant what he
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