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she eagerly pressed her lips against his. He licked at hers, moaning
into her mouth. His tongue slid into her, and she sucked on it lightly,
tasting her own essence.
She felt a cool gel on her bottom, as Gaspar rubbed at her back
entrance. It felt deliciously sinful and taboo. She knew deep down that
she never would have allowed anyone this kind of pleasure, except for
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these brothers. He pressed a thick finger against her, and she
instinctively tightened up.
“You have to relax, Angyalom. Let me get you all slippery and I
promise I won’t hurt you.”
Vencel cupped the back of her neck and pulled her down for
another kiss while he slipped his hand between their bodies. His
callused fingers found her delicate folds and stroked around the
sensitive button hidden within. It was enough distraction that she
relaxed, and Gaspar’s finger slipped past her ring of muscles.
“Oh yea, that’s it.” He massaged the ring with more lube, and she
felt the burning ease slightly. “One more finger, let me stretch you
and get you ready.”
The burning in her bottom eased, but the heat inside her rose with
every stroke against her clit. Vencel nipped and licked at her lips, she
met each stroke with one of her own. She moved her hips, trying to
cause more friction on Vencel’s cock. “More, dammit.”
“You heard the lady, brother.” Gaspar removed his fingers, and
she felt them being replaced with something much larger. The blunt
force pressing against her bottom had her trying to crawl up Vencel’s
body.
Gaspar gripped her hips, preventing her from going too far.
Vencel slipped his cock to the very tip and then pushed back inside
his full length. He flicked his thumb against her clit, and Mai saw
stars. Another stroke and he pinched her clit between his fingers.
Mai’s senses went into overload, and she plunged into the flames they
created inside her.
“That’s it, Nyuszikam.” Vencel pulled her down against his chest.
“Push against that big cock.”
She did as Vencel said and felt Gaspar slip past the strong ring of
muscles. His cock stretched her to the limits, but there was no pain.
Mai relaxed and felt Gaspar slip in deeper.
“Fuck, Mai. That’s my girl, you can do it.” He continued to press
until she felt his body shudder. Gaspar slipped an arm around her ribs,
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holding her back against his chest. She blinked, feeling as if she has
stars in her eyes. Her heart raced. She never felt this full in her entire
life. “Now’s the fun part.”
Vencel’s grin looked strained as he gripped her hips before sliding
out. As he pressed back into her, Gaspar moved opposite, sliding out
of her bottom. The feelings rippling through her felt dark and
forbidden, making her want more. Moving in perfect tandem, the
sensations amplified until Mai felt as though she floated in the middle
of a vortex. Not knowing where one stopped and the other started.
She grabbed on to Vencel’s hand at her hip and on to the arm Gaspar
wrapped around her, trying to stay grounded between the two of them.
Their bodies were slick, and she easiy rocked between them as they
drove into her, slamming her straight into another orgasm. This one
coursed through her body like an inferno, taking over all her senses.
It felt as if they shared a body. She could hear the quiet night
around their cabin and smell the forest. She knew where each animal
hid and what they smelled like. She felt the exhilaration of running
through the trees chasing prey. A primal, raw emotion slammed into
her, tearing into her body and filling every cell to the brim like a
massive dose of pain and pleasure all at once. A raw howl rang in her
ears as if there were wolves in the room with them. Mai’s scream
joined them in a perfect blend of ecstasy. She collapsed on Vencel’s
chest, gasping for air and feeling as if her life would never be the
same. His heart raced beneath her ear, and Gaspar lay over her back.
She didn’t feel the least bit crushed between them. It was more like
feeling protected from the world.
Gaspar moved first, gently pulling out of her bottom making all
three of them groan. She heard him pad out of the room and then
water running in the bathroom. When he came back, Vencel moved
her off him and to the side. She felt a warm cloth gently clean and pat
her dry. Too exhausted to protest, she lay there and let them do what
they wanted. The brother’s muttered softly to each other, but she
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couldn’t make out what they said. As soon as she got enough energy
back, she would tell them whispering secrets was rude.
She never had the chance. Vencel slipped back into bed and
pulled her against his side as Gaspar slid in behind her and laid over
her like the best of heating blankets. She lasted ten seconds before
falling fast asleep.
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Chapter Eight
Mai woke to the incredible smell of fresh-roasted coffee. She
crawled out of the large bed before she started to feel any more
insecure. She had no idea what the proper protocol in this kind of
situation was. Should she get her clothes and sneak out, or wander
down the kitchen and get a coffee? For the first time in a long time,
she decided to go ahead and do something and not worry so much
about the consequences. If they didn’t like her still being in their
house, then she would leave. They didn’t seem like complete
assholes, so she didn’t think they would order her out before she had a
chance to drink a cup of coffee.
Funny how a simple decision could make her feel freer than she
had in a long time. More confident even. She flopped back against the
bed and pulled each pillow over her face and smelled them. It was
weird, but she loved the way they smelled.
Vencel smelled like the forest. Almost like freshly dug earth and
sandalwood with a bit of pine in the background, a free and wild
smell. Different from Gaspar, who smelled like cedar and vanilla
beans, more homey and comforting. Now if there was a cologne that
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