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isa
made her way past the empty plates and cups as she strolled towards her
husbands. 
    “Stop,”
Kellam whispered.  “Now turn slowly.”
    She
obliged showing her plump rear to him. 
    “Come
closer,” he directed. 
    She
smiled and coyly chewed her bottom lip as she approached Kellam and Feran who
lay on the floor near the fireplace.  The embers crackled the fire consumes it,
the slow burning fuel.  The two rested upon the comforter that was once on the
bed as light danced s on their toned physiques as she neared them on wobbly
legs.  Goosebumps littered her skin from the surrounding cool air.
    She
could they regarded her with satisfaction. 
    “Can
you handle more?” Kellam asked.
    The
question was rhetorical because was in this bond lovemaking was not an option. 
They had remarkable stamina.  Tired of the bed, they decided to have sex on the
floor.  The argument about where to stay long behind them once she told them
that the mix-up had been settled.  No more words were said afterward.
    Waves
of delicate pressure caressed her body as they used their minds to knead her
skin.  They craved her and she them.  Feran stroked his rigid shaft. 
    “Seed
leaks from your womb,” Feran said holding out his hand, “Come.”
    She
touched the sticky fluid on her inner thigh.  She spread their warm cream on
her skin then lifted her fingers to her mouth.  Licking them, she eyed her
men. 
    She
lowered herself into Feran's arms.  Her mouth latched onto his, her tongue
tousled with his.  Kel pulled her away, his strong grasp causing a little
discomfort. 
    He
claimed her mouth in one movement.
    She
moaned in between kisses.  His toasty body was a welcome change from the
    cool
air.
    “You
know I have to make love to you.”  His hot breath moistened her neck.  “I
cannot control myself.”
    Feran's
chest pressed against her back.  “Too tight,” he said whispering in the crook
of her neck.
    Is
he nuts? Didn't they take care of that like an hour ago?
      She frowned and attempted to push
away.  Kellam thwarted her attempts. 
    “I
am in charge,” he said to her and then flashed a look at Feran.  “You listen to
me.”   She nodded in wholehearted agreement.
    “We
must loosen you,” Feran stated moving more aggressively.  His strong hands
gripped her waist.  His mind touched hers.  Suddenly all of Feran' love and
arousal flooded her conscience at once.  
    My
love , she moaned.
    His
muscular arms held her tighter.  “Shhh.”
    Kellam's
touch is more forceful.  His mind surrounded hers like a thick fog in the
morning.  She leaned forward, wanting to taste him. Tongue to tongue, they
met.  Feran’s hand clasped her hips as his fingers dove into her center.  She
cried out with pleasure.  He nipped her back growling with satisfaction. 
    Kellam's
lips seized her breast.  Both men tug at her wanting her fully.
    She
is mine.
    Kellam
blue-green eyes regarded her with hunger to the point of desperation. Feran’s
fingers continued to explore her center causing her to wail and writhe.  Kellam
marked with his mouth, bruising her neck and chest.
    I
will have her, Feran asserted.
    Zisa's
heart skipped a beat.  Couldn't they see that they already had her?  Kellam
gripped her torso, powerful arms pulled she and Feran close as he clung to her
hips.  Sweaty bodies sandwiched her. Rigid cocks rubbed her legs, slicking them
with more moisture. She was ready.  She was desperate to have them inside her. 
She hoped they would not contend for her again.  Every time they did, their
behavior became rougher more aggressive.
    She
didn't know if it was a game or for real. Feran's fingers slid out of her.  He
attempted to pull away.  His need to mount her was evident.  The unseen power
of Kellam's mind held him in place.  As a full-blown master, he was more
powerful than the two. 
    Mine ,
he warned. 
    She
sensed he was not only referring to her.  His desire inundated her.
    Mine, Feran