The Bride Games

The Overlapping Marks

Ember:

I don’t know what’s come over me,

but I feel like a fire has been lit inside me. Ever since I walked in and saw both Lucas and

James in their wolf forms, both enormous with long black hair, red eyes, and

fighting like beasts, my whole body has been lit up. I hate that they were

fighting like that, but when I pushed James off and knew they were both safe,

the only thing I could think of or wanted was for both of them to have my body.

The thought of them sharing me, both filling me, made my thighs slick with

arousal. The deep need and relentless fantasies haven’t gone away; if anything,

they only keep intensifying. It’s almost like a hallucination fogging up my

brain, both of their muscular bodies holding onto me, each taking a turn

filling me up. Both sinking their teeth into me, connecting us together. The

pink nub at the apex of my thighs is aching and swollen. The need to have any

kind of friction has me rubbing my legs together like a wanton cricket. James’s

eyes drink me in as I step out of the bath. The longing to be filled overtakes

everything else as I reach for James. “Please make it stop, I need you.” My

voice is husky and whiny. I barely recognize myself, but he obeys and pushes me

face down onto the floor. He quickly tears out of his clothes as he growls. “I

don’t think I can be gentile this time.” He thrust hard into me from behind,

making me scream out. He easily slides in with how wet I am. I should be

embarrassed with my ass up and begging, but I can’t manage to feel any shame.

He takes me hard and fast, and I scream out my release while he bites down hard

on my shoulder and presses his fingers to my c**t. I feel his release mixed

with my own trickling down my thighs, and the ache inside subsides slightly; at

least now, I don’t feel like I’ve been lit on fire. James’s tongue laps up the

small amount of blood dripping down my shoulder. The bite should scare me, but

there is something so intense and fulfilling in being claimed like that. I

truly feel like the most precious thing in the world to him. When he rolls onto

his back and pulls me to his chest, the ache inside me starts building up

again. I take control this time, straddling his hips and sinking down onto his

hard c**k, feeling so full of him and satisfied when he is inside me. I lose

myself to the pleasure of taking from him as he took from me, riding him hard

until I explode, my p***y clamping down on him so tight that I take everything

out of him. It makes me happy that his desire is as relentless as mine has

become.

He takes me three more times that night before

he finally falls asleep, and I know after all that s*x I should be stated, but

there is still a restlessness that is bouncing around inside me, an insatiable

need that can't be stamped out. Looking out the window, I see sweet Lucas

waiting outside for me. Even though I do have feelings for James and know I

shouldn’t go outside, I do. The need to be near Lucas is stronger than ever.

The need to comfort and hold him was almost unbearable. I take one last look at

James's sleeping form before I go down to meet his brother and the man who also

owns a part of my heart. “Lucas, I wasn’t sure you would come,” I say as I

close the gap between us, that burning need in my body stirring again. I go to

his open arms and take comfort there. I let him lead me out of the garden and

into the dark woods. “Goddess, I hate that his scent is all over you, Ember. I

hate that I still want you so desperately, even when you just came from his

bed. I hate that I have to sneak you into the woods at night to hold you like I

want to. I know I should take you back home to my brother and try to forget

you, but I can’t. I’ve been trying to get you out of my mind every day since I

saw you, but it’s impossible. I want you still, need you still. The desire and

pull I feel towards you hasn’t lessened. I don’t want to betray him, but at

this point, I will take you any way I can have you, even if that is in the

shadows after he has already had you. Knowing he has been inside you makes me

want to go kill him so I can be the only man to f**k you, and that thought

makes me hate myself because I love my brother.”

Hearing the heartbreak in his voice,

I hold him close to me; all I want is to comfort him and for him to know I feel

the same pull and love for him, but also, I share his guilt. “Then have me,

Lucas. Have me in the dark. I won't lie and say I feel nothing for James

because I do. I can’t even work through the mess of feelings I have for both of

you or pretend that I don’t feel like a slut for wanting you both the way I do,

needing you both the way I do. I can’t let you go either. Seeing you both in

the room like that made my mind go wild with all sorts of ideas that I knew

couldn’t be right. Please take me. I love you, Lucas, and if you don’t touch

me, it feels like I’ll die.” Not needing any further invitation, he was on me.

Kissing me roughly as he pulled me down to the forest floor. I don’t care that

I’ll get muddy, or that there is a rock stabbing into my back; all I want is

Lucas buried inside me. My breathing is erratic as his hands tear the clothes

from my body, exposing me fully to him. My hands move to strip him, needing to

feel his skin on mine. I love the way his mouth lays claim to every inch of my

body, making my nerves feel like they’ve been struck by lightning. I can’t

explain how right it feels to be in his arms, like I belong there. To feel his

body take possession of my own is exactly what I’ve been needing. Even though

I’m wet; he eases himself inside me. You would think that being with James so

many times tonight would make me less sensitive to each sensation, but having

him like this slowly filling me is overwhelming. We both gasp as he sheathes

himself to the hilt inside me and then slowly pulls himself out, only to repeat

this over and over. Each time he is fully inside me, he lifts, slightly rubbing

along the spot that makes my vision blurry while grinding his pelvis on my clit

feels like magic. Pure pot of gold at the end of the rainbow magic. I want to

feel this forever. My nails drag across his back, marking him as my own while

he starts hammering into me, completely losing his control. As we both come

close to climax, he bites down hard, pinning me to the ground with his teeth

right next to and overlapping his brother’s mark. Blood drips from where his

teeth hold me and from where my nails are embedded into his back; I can’t help

but whisper his name over and over as we both plummet over the edge. I take his

weight as he collapses onto my chest, and then I feel the darkness seep into my

heart, knowing that soon he will go back to his house, and I will go to mine.

All I want is to stay in his arms all night. I know I can’t have them both, but

I can’t give either up. Only now that Lucas’s spunk is seeping out of me do I

feel stated no longer burning with the need that drove me wild tonight. I feel

satisfied now in a way that I haven’t before. I don’t know how, but I must find

a way to keep them both.