The part of her that wasn’t angry recognised that as a very bad sign.
“It is not just good sex, Margaret.
Once you are a part of us, bonded to us, you will know what it is like to feel
truly happy and complete. Your status and human life will mean nothing.”
She threw up her hands and walked
over to the fire, pacing in front of it. How dare they assume to know what was
good for her?
“Children? I have never had a child. Must I give up the opportunity to do so?”
This argument seemed to give the two
men pause. They looked at each other with rather unusual looks on their faces.
“It is possible for us to sire a
child, but it is extremely rare.”
She put her hands on her hips and
lifted her chin. A warning sounded in the back of her head telling her that she
was going too far, yet she continued on.
Perhaps pointing out a worse
alternative was necessary to get what she wanted. She wouldn’t give them up, couldn’t . But she kept that to herself
as it wouldn’t serve her purpose.
“It doesn’t need to be you. I could
marry someone else and have a child. We could be together in twenty years’
time. That’s no time at all for you to wait compared to the five hundred years
you have already waited.”
Michael moved first, as she knew he
would. He gripped her arms hard and stepped so close that it forced her head
back.
“No one else will touch you, ever
again.”
She groaned when she felt his hard
cock press against her belly. He let go of her, and his breeches were thrown
onto the pile of clothes. She gasped at his speed and reached for his neck.
Michael moved his hands to her waist
and lifted her up against him. She wrapped her legs around his waist, unable to
resist him and what he could give her. His fingers fondled her pussy opening
and clit making her gasp and arch against him as he branded her as his.
Her body heated under his skilful
hands and intense stare, but she resisted, pouting and complaining like a
child.
“Michael, you aren’t playing fair.”
He pulled her dressing gown off her
body and grabbed her arse hard. She gasped and shook with the desire she felt
flowing from her mate. Michael stared into her eyes as he pulled her down and
impaled her in one sharp thrust.
Margaret groaned and threw her head
back as her tender body parted for him. She raked her nails down Michael’s back
as hard as she could. He arched and moaned in response, his blue eyes clouded
with passion. Somewhere in her soul his need to possess her sparked a similar
need in her.
She looked across at Nathaniel,
standing alone and hard next to the bed.
“I need you, too.” She held out her
hand, and he walked forward, reaching out for her.
Michael was holding her down on him,
his cock pulsing inside her, but unmoving.
“I’ll wait.” Nathaniel stroked her
face, and she shook her head.
It would take courage, but she knew
she could take them both.
“No, I want you to take me how
Michael takes you.”
Nathaniel’s eyes darkened, and he looked at Michael with a look of hunger she couldn’t believe after what
they had already shared.
Michael nodded and lay down onto the
bed with her still on top of him. Nathaniel moved behind her and ran his now
oiled fingers between her arse cheeks, slipping one finger inside her.
She gasped at the pain and tightened
around his finger.
Michael groaned beneath her,
thrusting up. His movement distracted her from what Nathaniel was doing.
Realizing that was the key, Margaret
moved forward and pressed her lips to Michael’s, encouraging him to kiss her,
distract her, pleasure her.
Nathaniel pushed his cock against
her tight entrance and lay down on her, whispering in her ear.
“This will burn a little to begin
with, but if you relax and focus on the pleasure, you will come to love it as
we do.”
Margaret turned her head and offered
her lips to Nathaniel. He thrust his tongue into her mouth at the same time as
he entered her, pushing hard until he filled her
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