covered one tender bud, sucking it into his
mouth as she arched and cried out at the contact.
Their Consortress, the woman they had loved and played with
during her visits within the Vale.
She was theirs.
Arabella moaned in need as her warrior’s kiss eased back,
only to feel the broad head of his cock pressing against her lips moments
later.
Parting them, Arabella found her mouth filled with the head
of his erection.
The hard lips suckling at her nipple eased lower, spreading
kisses in their wake as their magick penetrated the tender depths of her vagina
and the snug, aching depths of her anus as Caedan’s hungry tongue slid through
the narrow slit of her pussy.
Rubbing, tasting her, he flicked his tongue over sensitized
flesh, circled the sensitive bud of her clit and pushed her arousal ever
higher.
Drawing firmly on the broad crest of Daelan’s cock, Arabella
felt the merging of their magick, dragging them, tugging them closer to release
as she found her hands suddenly shackled by magick, pulled back from them.
Daelan drew the hard flesh filling her mouth back, taking the taste of male
need from her hungry tongue.
“We cannot wait,” he groaned. “The need is too strong,
love.”
Caedan eased from between her thighs, rising between them as
Daelan watched, his gaze centered to where his brother tucked the head of his
cock between the silken folds of her intimate flesh.
Arabella watched, barely daring to breathe as she felt the
first stretching of her untouched flesh, the invasion easing inside her as
magick curled around her nipples, ghostly mouths suckling at them with abandon
as more tugged at the tender bud of her clit.
She was wrapped in magick, sorcery and pleasure.
Yet her gaze was locked on the hard, heavily veined flesh of
Caedan’s cock as he pushed inside her. Her slick juices coated it as magick
wrapped around it.
His hips shifted, pushing in, dragging back, pushing in,
then back, then with one hard thrust the iron-hard flesh buried deep inside
her, though still half of the heavy erection had yet to sink inside.
“Arabella,” Daelan whispered. “I can feel your pussy
wrapping around my cock as well. Each sensation he feels…” He groaned. “Sweet
princess, take all of him. Take him, love, so I can have you as well.”
Drawing back, Caedan paused, parted the folds of her pussy
to allow his brother to see the stretched pink flesh gripping his cock.
They both groaned.
Arabella screamed out in pleasure as the hardness piercing
her plunged full length inside her. Buried to the hilt, throbbing, burning
inside her until her senses were ready to explode.
“Now,” Daelan growled.
She was lifted, magick and male hands moving her as Caedan
lay back along the bed, settling her into the cradle of his thighs, his cock
impaling her, stretching her with such a pleasure-pain she feared she could not
bear it.
Then Daelan was behind her, the heavy width of his erection
pressing at the tighter, smaller entrance there.
They had prepared her many times with their magick. But
their magick and the thick flesh now pushing past the tight ring were two
different things.
She arched, cried out their names. She felt their magick
inside her, slickening the little hole, stretching her ahead of the thick crest
impaling her as her screams of pleasure echoed around her.
They were penetrating the very depths of her.
Caedan’s cock filled her pussy, throbbing in demand, his
hips bunched, ready to begin thrusting. Behind her, Daelan bore deeper inside
her rear, her flesh stretching tight around the invasion, fire and ice lancing
at her nerve endings as she took more than she had ever imagined she could.
Bearing down, she clenched the muscles of her cunt,
tightening on the erection filling her as the tight grip of her anus began
flexing and milking the cock burying inside it.
Magick lubricated her, eased her until Daelan’s length was
an iron-hard shaft of throbbing male flesh impaling her.
They held her
mouth as she arched and cried out at the contact.
Their Consortress, the woman they had loved and played with
during her visits within the Vale.
She was theirs.
Arabella moaned in need as her warrior’s kiss eased back,
only to feel the broad head of his cock pressing against her lips moments
later.
Parting them, Arabella found her mouth filled with the head
of his erection.
The hard lips suckling at her nipple eased lower, spreading
kisses in their wake as their magick penetrated the tender depths of her vagina
and the snug, aching depths of her anus as Caedan’s hungry tongue slid through
the narrow slit of her pussy.
Rubbing, tasting her, he flicked his tongue over sensitized
flesh, circled the sensitive bud of her clit and pushed her arousal ever
higher.
Drawing firmly on the broad crest of Daelan’s cock, Arabella
felt the merging of their magick, dragging them, tugging them closer to release
as she found her hands suddenly shackled by magick, pulled back from them.
Daelan drew the hard flesh filling her mouth back, taking the taste of male
need from her hungry tongue.
“We cannot wait,” he groaned. “The need is too strong,
love.”
Caedan eased from between her thighs, rising between them as
Daelan watched, his gaze centered to where his brother tucked the head of his
cock between the silken folds of her intimate flesh.
Arabella watched, barely daring to breathe as she felt the
first stretching of her untouched flesh, the invasion easing inside her as
magick curled around her nipples, ghostly mouths suckling at them with abandon
as more tugged at the tender bud of her clit.
She was wrapped in magick, sorcery and pleasure.
Yet her gaze was locked on the hard, heavily veined flesh of
Caedan’s cock as he pushed inside her. Her slick juices coated it as magick
wrapped around it.
His hips shifted, pushing in, dragging back, pushing in,
then back, then with one hard thrust the iron-hard flesh buried deep inside
her, though still half of the heavy erection had yet to sink inside.
“Arabella,” Daelan whispered. “I can feel your pussy
wrapping around my cock as well. Each sensation he feels…” He groaned. “Sweet
princess, take all of him. Take him, love, so I can have you as well.”
Drawing back, Caedan paused, parted the folds of her pussy
to allow his brother to see the stretched pink flesh gripping his cock.
They both groaned.
Arabella screamed out in pleasure as the hardness piercing
her plunged full length inside her. Buried to the hilt, throbbing, burning
inside her until her senses were ready to explode.
“Now,” Daelan growled.
She was lifted, magick and male hands moving her as Caedan
lay back along the bed, settling her into the cradle of his thighs, his cock
impaling her, stretching her with such a pleasure-pain she feared she could not
bear it.
Then Daelan was behind her, the heavy width of his erection
pressing at the tighter, smaller entrance there.
They had prepared her many times with their magick. But
their magick and the thick flesh now pushing past the tight ring were two
different things.
She arched, cried out their names. She felt their magick
inside her, slickening the little hole, stretching her ahead of the thick crest
impaling her as her screams of pleasure echoed around her.
They were penetrating the very depths of her.
Caedan’s cock filled her pussy, throbbing in demand, his
hips bunched, ready to begin thrusting. Behind her, Daelan bore deeper inside
her rear, her flesh stretching tight around the invasion, fire and ice lancing
at her nerve endings as she took more than she had ever imagined she could.
Bearing down, she clenched the muscles of her cunt,
tightening on the erection filling her as the tight grip of her anus began
flexing and milking the cock burying inside it.
Magick lubricated her, eased her until Daelan’s length was
an iron-hard shaft of throbbing male flesh impaling her.
They held her