Fated Love

Rest of our lives

Chapter Eight

The feeling of light scrapes against parts of my skin drew me from my slumber. With a light moan I peeked over to see the moonlight shining against Tristian’s face. He had just been staring at me in awe. The sound of the shower running told me where I could find Asher, should I wish to find him. Instead I just smiled at my fire dragon, his nails still drawing unseen shapes on patches of skin.

“Welcome home, Love,” placing a hand on his cheek.

“I’m home,” he smiled kissing me on the lips. Once he pulled away, he placed his forehead against mine. Just staring at me, I smiled back at him.

He has been doing this a lot lately, he just loves staring at me. As if he was mapping every feature, every expression that I had to give to him.

“I’m not going anywhere,” I promised as I kissed him. My kiss was deeper than his was, he was still scared that if he pushed too far that I would just up and leave. It frustrated me to know that my strong, bullheaded fire dragon that I loved feared abandonment. At the beginning, I wanted them to understand how I felt, but after getting all the facts about the past year I could no longer blame them. Running my claw hand from his bare muscled stomach up to his thick shoulder, I felt him relax and practically melt into me. Once I knew he was good and distracted. I pushed him to his back, following so that my legs were on either side of him.

“Terra,” I smiled as I kissed his chest.

Many things have gone back to normal in our lives, as if we had not been apart for a year. But we had not yet had time to get intimate with each other. With our jobs, and the hassle with Cerena and Sylvia, and Tristian becoming a father. I had not been able to make time for them. But things had calmed down for now, though I knew it would not be for long. I still wanted to take this time with them.

Running my hands down his body, towards the v of his hip where my legs straddled him, he released a groan that enticed me to continue.

“It’s been so long since I have had you in me,” I moaned as I pressed my breast against his chest.

“I don’t know what I want more, your mouth or your d**k,” his nails bit into my skin as he pressed his hard on against my wet core.

“Either way, I made sure the three of us have plenty time to relearn each other,” I chuckled as I looked over at drooling Asher just as he stepped out of the bathroom. Watching as the remaining water droplet ran down his neck to the very loose towel that covered his hips and slowly rising c**k. My hips moved on their own, dragging my wetness against Tristian’s clothed hard c**k.

“I want it,” I mewled.

Ask and I will receive, Tristian had ripped the mid-thigh, silk nightgown that I had on as he held me down against his body. Exposing me to the now very naked Asher who was behind me.

“You smell amazing,” Asher groaned as his c**k pressed against my ass. “How do you want it.”

Before I could answer Asher’s, hand was already rubbing against my c**t, he rubbed it make it impossible to answer as I moved my hands against both his hands and Tristian still covered c**k.

“f**k,” I cried out. “I want it.”

“What do you want love,” Tristian’s husked voice growled demanding, as arms held me tighter, his fangs running against my throat, teasing and tempting me.

“f**k,” I just about cried as I dug my hand into his clenched shoulder.

“We can’t give you what want if you don’t tell us.”

“c**k,” I begged them, drool already streaming down my mouth as I fought the orgasm the was coming.

I was flipped with Asher under me, he held me open as Tristian hoovered under me.

“How do you want it, Terra,” he smirked as looked at me like a starved wolf.

“Together,” whining, trying to push Asher’s c**k into my ass myself.

“I have to prep you,” Asher tried to reprimand me.

“I already did it, just f**k me,” I groaned as the boys stilled. Tristian and Asher just like their temperament, were different lover. Asher was more likely to make love to me when it was just us two. While Tristian loved to dominate me. Each one had me a complete mess. But the one thing the boys both enjoyed was watching me as I prepared myself, called out their names as I did so. It didn’t take Asher long to sink himself in to my ready hole.

My arm reached around me to grab the back of his head as his hips rolled against me.

“mhhh,” with a groaned, I looked over at Tristian opening my leg wider. “I need you.”

It took all but a second before I was completely full. It took less than a minute before they found a pattern that got me had me begging, crying and moaning all at the same time. They were in perfect sync, as they thrusted in and out of me. Their breath hit my skin and I was not sure if they were speaking or if they were groaning. At this point the king and queen and all his generals could walk in and I would still be begging for my boys to f**k me harder.

The knowing clenching of my stomach, the unsteady thrusting proved that we were not due to last longer. Still I didn’t want them to stop, even as I came, my juices falling downing my legs, even as their wonderful big c***s shot with all intention to make a mother of me.

“More,” I begged. Asher lips were on my neck as Tristian kissed my chest.

“We have the rest of our lives, love.” Asher promised. Both of my males fully inside me.