Rogue's Rage Page 4

  Lake knelt beside her and before he could move, she leaned in and ran her tongue over the head of his cock. He groaned and slid a hand behind her head cradling and supporting her neck but not tugging or demanding. He was leaving it entirely up to her. She went over to her belly then came up to her hands and knees so that his cock was just where she wanted it, bobbing in front of her mouth.

  She felt hands pressing her knees further apart and shoulders moving in between them. She was stretched wide and hands pulled her hips lower until she felt Lincoln’s hot breath on her cunt. Dripping with juice, she knew that he could smell the scent of her desire. She leaned in to lick across Lake’s cock for another taste and felt Lincoln slip his tongue between her folds and run it up to circle her clit.

  Who knew a tongue could be a weapon as well? Back and forth he ran it, torturing her as he dipped and explored, tracing her pussy. She took Lake’s cock into her mouth, wrapping her lips around the head and sucking at it. Her hands would have to stay on the covers bracing her weight as her legs were already shaking. So she would have to depend on Lake to guide her head to the rhythm he liked.

  Lake had both hands in her hair, cradling her head. He moaned as she let her tongue explore the head, dipping into the slit atop that gave way to the spicy cum she’d tasted before. Then she ran it around finding the ridge that lay just on the underside and rubbed her tongue against it. That seemed to be enough as his hips pressed in and slowly he began fucking her mouth.

  Lincoln was still exploring her, but this time when he came to her clit, he flattened his tongue and rubbed it over the distended bud. She cried out around Lake’s thrusting cock and pressed down into Lincoln’s face. That must have been what he was waiting for. His hands slid to the inside of her legs and he used his fingers to separate her folds and hold her open. His tongue eased up and traced around her clit before his lips finally wrapped around it and sucked.

  She tightened her lips around Lake and sucked harder. She could feel her nipples peak and harden again as the duel pleasure filled her body. Lake’s cock gave her another drop of pre-cum and she sucked greedily at it, letting the taste explode on her tongue before dipping into his slit again searching for more.

  His hips pumped now, his fingers tighter as he rode her mouth, his cock pressing almost to the back of her throat with each stroke. He kept one hand around the base preventing her from choking on him and she let her tongue slip out to lick his fingers with each thrust. He was groaning and grunting, his eyes never leaving her face as he watched her suck him.

  It was becoming harder to concentrate on pleasuring Lake as Lincoln pressed a finger into her pussy and pumped in and out as he kept his mouth on her clit, sucking, nipping and teasing. She could feel her orgasm building with every press of his finger and tongue. She moaned, releasing some of the grip of her mouth as one finger became two.

  Lincoln thrust deep, rubbing his fingers along the walls of her cunt driving her wild. She was so close to coming, so close to exploding around those fingers. Lake rotated his hips and she managed to tighten her mouth again. His cock rewarded her with another small taste of cum; then he was pumping hard and fast into her mouth. She could tell that he was as close to release as she was.

  Lincoln sucked her clit and didn’t let up this time. He thrust his tongue against it and sucked hard while his fingers fucked her cunt so hard that she could feel the slam of his knuckles against her opening. She felt her entire body tighten and knew that when her orgasm came it would tear her apart. She sucked harder at Lake’s cock knowing that when she came she might not be able to focus on his pleasure.

  She felt the first splash of his cum and swallowed it down. Spicy heat that only intensified the flames already inside her. A second splash and she shuddered, swallowed and knew she wouldn’t last much longer. A third splash and she could already feel him softening in her mouth. She gave one final suck and let him slip from her lips as he pulled back and she exploded with a cry.

  She could feel how her pussy tightened around Lincoln’s fingers and thought she might break them but he didn’t let up. He kept fucking her, the juices flowing from her pussy easing his way. His mouth released her clit and he moved it down to her opening so that when he finally pulled his fingers free it was only to replace them with his tongue. He speared it inside her probing her with it as he licked her juices from her.

  Her hands were clenched in the covers, her eyes squeezed tight as she rode wave after wave of pleasure. She felt Lincoln’s lips press around her opening and he sucked lightly as his tongue continued to rub inside her. She bit her bottom lip and moaned low and long as she continued to shudder through the orgasm.

  She felt him ease up and finally pull away moving from beneath her. She collapsed onto her belly still shuddering and gasping for air. She could still taste Lake on her tongue and still feel Lincoln’s tongue at her cunt. Neither was still there but the sensations were. She felt hands at her shoulders and another set at her hips and she was rolled over onto her back.

  Lincoln moved between her thighs and she got her first glimpse of his cock. It looked almost exactly the same as Lake’s. Long, thick and with the head slightly bigger than the shaft like a crown atop. In fact she couldn’t see any difference in size and shape between the two brothers. She wondered if he would taste different. She wasn’t going to get a chance to find out this time.

  “My turn,” he rasped and leant down to place his cock at her opening.

  She knew his tongue was a masterful weapon. Now she could see how well he wielded that gorgeous cock of his. She sighed and shifted her thighs further apart more than ready for what was next.

  Chapter Five

  Lincoln could still taste her on his tongue, could still feel the flex and tug of her pussy as she gripped his fingers and tongue. He couldn’t wait to feel that same grip on his dick. It would be heaven to forge inside her tight sheath, to wallow in the wet heat of her juicy cunt. He couldn’t deprive himself any longer and by the look in her eyes she was ready for what he wanted to give her. All of him, deep inside of her.

  He leaned closer, letting the head of his cock brush her wet folds until it lodged at the opening of her pussy. He reached down to hold it steady as he pressed his hips in, pushing his cock just a bit inside her. Just that bit and he was groaning. Her cunt wrapped him in a lover’s caress and urged him deeper. He was happy to comply. He struggled to hold on enough to be slow and easy with her.

  “Hurry,” she urged him. “Hard and fast,” she demanded, her hands slipping from his shoulders to his hips and urging him. Her hips lifted and clasped along the outside of his lifting her higher into him.

  He needed no further encouragement. He tensed his muscles and thrust forward, filling her cunt hard and fast until his balls slapped against her ass. He held steady for one long moment enjoying the way she squeezed around him, the sound of pleasure that slipped from her lips. He knew that he was echoing that sound.

  Then he was pulling back until only the head remained, her pussy hugging him, demanding he not leave her unfilled. It was sheer pleasure as he surged forward again feeling her pussy walls ripple and flex around him. One look and he had just known that it would be this good between them, that the three of them would be right.

  He pressed in and out again. Each thrust was hard like she wanted but he couldn’t force himself to take her fast. He wanted to enjoy every moment he spent between her thighs, wanted to make the most of every thrust and retreat. She felt so good around his cock. Too good. He never wanted to leave her tight grip.

  She moaned and used her hands to try and urge him faster but Lincoln held steady. Slow and steady but hard and deep. He already felt the tingle in his balls and the ripple along his spine as the pleasure built. He wouldn’t be able to keep it slow for much longer. His body would take over, urging him to reach orgasm.

  But for now he was steady. She moaned and thrashed beneath him and he could feel her juice flowing, making her sheath slicker with each thrust. She w
as going to come again, this time around his cock. He moaned and slammed deep then rotated his hips moving his cock around inside her. Her back hit the covers again and he watched her arch up as pleasure showed on her face.

  Lake appeared then and Lincoln wasn’t surprised when his brother bent his head and latched onto one of Rory’s reddened nipples. He could see his brother’s cheeks hallowing out as he sucked greedily at her flesh. The sight of his brother there, the look of flushed pleasure on Rory’s face only made Lincoln hotter, harder. If everything worked out, if the fates were kind, then this would just be the first of many nights to come.

  His pace picked up and Rory’s groan filled the tent. Each thrust was quicker though still not as fast as she seemed to want. She still moaned for “more”, for “faster” but he wasn’t ready just yet. He was close though, way too close to losing his control.

  He watched Lake move from her nipple up her throat to her mouth. His brother took her mouth and Lincoln could tell how much she liked it by the way one hand came up and wrapped around his head, anchoring him to her. He wanted that kiss, wanted that touch but he was a patient man and knew that his turn was coming. He had no doubt that his brother was hard again and ready to take Lincoln’s place between her thighs. He hoped she could handle them.

  Her legs slipped higher and she lifted her hips up into his thrusts. That tiny shift of position drove him over the edge. He was stroking deeper now with every thrust. Her cunt was rippling, gripping him tighter and he knew that she was close to coming. He had felt those same ripples around his fingers and his tongue.

  He moved his hands down to cup her ass and hold her in place while he finally let his body have what it wanted. Her body was ready for him. His brother swallowed her cries but Lincoln could still hear the echo of them. Hard, fast and deep he fucked her pussy with his cock, gritting his teeth as his orgasm slammed through him.

  He kept thrusting even as the first jet of cum pulsed from the tip of his cock. Kept fucking through the next two spurts that left him to spill inside her wet heat. It was primal the way he felt as if he had just marked his mate in the most carnal of ways. He knew that was just pleasure talking. They needed to talk, needed to get to know each other more than just physically. But as far as he was concerned, this was a really good place to start.

  Lake knew the moment his brother came, drank the pleasure from Rory’s lips as she joined him. His dick was so hard that he knew when he finally felt the clutch of her pussy he wouldn’t last long. He didn’t have Lincoln’s control, not by a long shot. Instead he felt a need he was sure that Lincoln had as well, a need to mark his mate in the most primal of ways. By filling her hot little pussy with his cum.

  Lincoln was still breathing heavy but finally his brother shifted from between her thighs and rolled to her other side. Lake wanted to mount and fuck her, fast and hard, forging just as deep as he could possibly go. But he held himself in check just a moment longer, just until Rory looked up at him.

  He could still see the pleasure in her eyes. She smiled at him and let her gaze run over him until she stopped at his hard cock jutting up from his lap. A hand reached for him and he almost lost it when she wrapped those fingers around his girth and gave him a firm squeeze.

  “I hope you don’t plan to just sit there,” Rory said, and he groaned as he pulled from her hand and moved between her thighs.

  Lincoln was still breathing heavy at her side but Rory seemed to have already recovered. She would be the perfect mate. They were lucky to have found her. He only hoped they got to keep her, and she didn’t decide to leave when the night was over.

  Lake slipped a hand down to grasp his cock by the base and placed the head at her opening. With a smooth thrust he slid inside and moaned at the ripple of her inner walls around his shaft. She was tight, so incredibly tight that it felt like his dick was going to suffocate. But what a sensation to feel.

  He began moving but it wasn’t the fast, hard fuck that he had planned. It was a slow easy glide in and out. It was exactly what they needed, what she deserved. He wanted to treasure her, to drown himself in her and give her a piece of himself that he’d never shared before.

  Lincoln was up on an elbow on his side now with one hand tracing patterns on Rory’s skin, her arm, shoulder, and the breast closest to him. Lake let his gaze slip back to her face and was caught in her eyes. There was just something so erotic about this moment. His cock buried in her pussy. Lincoln’s hands on her flesh. And the look in her eyes as she enjoyed both of them. She was not a woman who cowered from pleasure. She not only embraced it but the look in her eyes said that she claimed it as hers. It was incredible.

  “Lake,” she breathed his name and he loved the sound of it on her tongue.

  “Yes,” he whispered.

  “I need you to do something for me,” she said softly.

  “Anything,” he answered and meant it in that moment.

  “Fuck me,” she said and he swore his cock jerked inside her.

  He groaned and moved more firmly over her, placing one hand at the shoulder opposite of his brother and using it to brace his weight. He slipped the other hand down to rub over her clit. Her legs came up to grip the outside of his and she moaned, the husky sound stroking over his skin.

  He powered in now, slamming his cock deep and hard with every thrust. Each stroke rubbed his dick against her walls, stretching her around him. He felt those strokes all the way to his toes, felt the ripple in her body and knew she felt a pleasure similar to his. Faster, harder, deeper.

  She was panting, giving little cries as he rode her body. He felt primal, on a high that usually only came after a good fight. He felt the tingle at the base of his spine, felt the tug at his balls as they tightened, ready to give up the semen they held. He was ready too. He rubbed a little harder at her clit, pressing his thumb flat and moving it in a circle.

  He felt her come around him. Her pussy clenched down on him while at the same time more juice slicked her channel. She bit her bottom lip and arched her neck back, giving a low groan as she shuddered under him.

  He moved his thumb and placed that hand at her hip holding on to her as he thrust. Four more strokes and he was coming with her. It centred on his cock, his balls, but exploded out so that he felt the heat of pleasure from his head to his toes. Never had it been this good.

  He held still, his cock buried to the balls in her pussy while his seed spilled inside her. He let his eyes slip closed while every muscle in his body clenched to hold him in position. He was shuddering, the arm bracing him shaking from the exertion. He didn’t want to move, didn’t want to pull from the heaven her body provided. But his body couldn’t hold him up much longer.

  Giving in, he slid from her clasp moving to her side and collapsing to his back, sucking air into his lungs as he tried to regain the ability to breathe. He was satisfied to hear her doing the same thing.

  He was too tired to do anything when he felt the blanket thrown over him, over them.

  “Let’s rest for now,” Lincoln’s voice floated from the other side of Rory. “We can talk in the morning.”

  “Ummm¼” Rory groaned between them and that was more than he could give.

  Reaching out one hand so that he could feel her beside him, he closed his eyes. He could still feel the pleasure tingling through him. Exhausted. Sated. That was how he felt. He hoped that they would be able to persuade her to travel back with them tomorrow, to really embrace the possibility of forming a triad with them.

  They would talk in the morning. He could already tell there were things she knew about Wilhelm, perhaps things they didn’t know, things that would shed more light on the man they now hunted. And no matter the promises that had been made to Queen Aurora, there were things that he and Lincoln were going to have to share as well.

  If they truly wanted to make a triad with Rory, and he knew they did, then they would have to be honest with her. A relationship begun without honesty was doomed to always being filled with doubt. So t
hey would tell her all that transpired and pull her into the circle of those who knew.

  Already he knew that the queen and her sister Lynx trusted and called Rory friend. He doubted that either woman would be angered by Lake and Lincoln bringing her back with them or for sharing what was going on with her. Word would spread soon anyway, about Queen Aurora, about Lynx and her Danuja mates, about Wilhelm.

  He had little doubt that most of the people would rejoice. In the discovery of Queen Aurora and the discovery of the things Wilhelm had done. Aslan would suffer a backlash from some for not seeing before but none would blame him as much as he would blame himself. And it would be up to all of them to remind their king, their friend, that title or no he was still just a man—a man who had been devastated by the murder of his mother and the kidnapping of his twin sister when he was just an infant.

  Tomorrow. They would talk tomorrow and persuade Rory to travel back with them. Somehow he just felt like it was meant to be.

  Chapter Six

  Rory awoke before the warriors and slipped easily from between them. Lake groaned and shifted towards her but she soothed him with a touch before moving away to pull her clothes back on. Dropping her hood over her head she disappeared from sight and moved from the tent towards the shifter side of camp.

  Emotions tore through her, confusing her. She needed to see Theron and Thaden, to check on her sister once more before heading out with her warriors. The thought should have startled her but it didn’t. After last night she knew in her bones that they were fated to be together. Her guardian had practically purred in contentment. That was what cinched it for her, what left her with no doubt of the road that lay ahead for her.