an underlying note of need he couldn’t
mask.
She nodded, feeling incapable of speech. It
was only a sudden dart of worry that caused her frozen tongue to thaw. “What if
I get pregnant?”
“You won’t.” Sorin sounded confident.
“I could—“
“No. We’ve planned everything carefully, dragostia ,”
Lucian said. “For the past month, Sorin and I have been taking a contraceptive
potion.” He laughed. “We found the mixture in one of your books while you were
busy with other matters.”
Then she had nothing else to worry about.
She nodded. “I’m ready.”
Sorin settled against the headboard and
drew her against him. Her head rested against his stomach. Starr licked her
lips as Lucian shifted positions and knelt between her thighs. She looked up at
Sorin. “Why Lucian?”
“Would you rather have Sorin?” Lucian
asked.
“I want you both at the same time, but I
can’t do that my first time.” She shrugged, conscious of Sorin’s crisp body
hair brushing against her shoulders. “I just wondered why you two decided on
Lucian going first?”
“Sorin is…” Lucian cleared his throat.
“Well, his cock is larger than mine. We thought I would be easier on you.”
She groaned. “If that’s going to be easy…”
Starr trailed off as Lucian scooted closer. She locked her thighs around his
waist as he leaned forward.
“Just relax.” Sorin caressed one of her
nipples. “Don’t think about the pain. Focus on the pleasure, dragostia .”
It was good advice, but her stomach
insisted on fluttering with nerves as the head of Lucian’s cock paused at the
entrance of her pussy. She grasped Sorin’s thighs and took a deep breath. Her
pussy still throbbed with arousal, and she was wet. Physically, at least, she
was ready for Lucian’s possession. She nodded again.
His cock entered her with one deep thrust.
Starr closed her eyes, but the flash of pain had faded almost before she
realized it had hurt. She let out a deep breath and was aware of the tension in
her muscles easing. She hadn’t even known she was tense.
“How does it feel?” Lucian asked, looking
down at her intently.
She parted her thighs and shifted her
buttocks to accommodate his length. “It’s wonderful.”
That was before he began thrusting. The
first time he withdrew and entered again, it hurt a little. Starr breathed
through the pain and resisted the urge to tense up. By the time he entered her
again, only pleasure remained. She hadn’t expected to feel so different just
from having a cock inside her. There had been a persistent ache in her pussy
the past few years, but it was now fading away. Each time he surged inside her,
the ache slowly changed to a nagging pull that triggered minor contractions
deep inside her womb.
She could feel the tug of desire in her
belly. Her entire body ached, and Sorin’s rough thumbs on her nipples served
only to heighten her need. She thrashed in his arms, as her hips instinctively
rose to meet each of Lucian’s thrusts. Breathless moans escaped her, but she
was powerless to rein them in. Starr dug her nails into Sorin’s flesh,
searching for an anchor as Lucian filled her.
Small convulsions began inside her pussy
and radiated outward. Lucian must have felt them, because he slipped a hand
between their bodies to stroke her clit. Starr tightened her thighs around him,
trying to keep him in. As he thrust into her, his fingers worked her clit in
small circles, mimicking Sorin’s actions on her nipples.
She cried out as Sorin tugged on her
nipples, while Lucian thrust deeply into her. He pushed lightly against her
clit, and spasms overtook her. Starr could feel all of her body shaking as her
pussy clenched and released around Lucian’s cock. She cried out from the
release as intense pleasure washed over her. She was vaguely aware of Lucian
coming inside her, but the intensity of her orgasm consumed her, making it
impossible to take much joy in the knowledge she had pleased him. Later,
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