THE LUNA THEY’LL NEVER LOVE

9: DOWN TO NOTHING

PHEEONA.

Goddess, there were like gods carved into irrisistable s*x statues.

Crowen revealed a massive, heavily muscled body covered in intricate dark ink across his arms and chest. His tattoos trailed along his torso, wrapping around his hips and drawing my attention right to the centre of him.

His c**k was thick and heavy, veins prominent, already leaking at the tip.

Vizellan was leaner but his abdomen was equally tight, with hard slabs of muscle and elegant lines. His c**k was long, thick and flushed.

My lips parted as I took Nashyn in bare. He had a single massive tattoo wrapped around his entire left leg, curling around his thighs and calves, thick dark ink of what looked like an intricate dragon.

He was just as beautifully defined, obviously athletic, his thick c**k curving slightly upward and signaling at me like a siren.

They were all gloriously hard. For me.

My body heated as they climbed back onto the bed, spacing themselves out around me and trapping me within their warmth and masculinity.

Vizellan moved between my thighs first. He rubbed the thick head of his c**k along my soaked slit, teasing my c**t until I whimpered, then pushed in slowly.

Inch by thick inch.

The stretch was exquisite, almost too much. I moaned loudly as he bottomed out, hips flush against mine.

While he began f*****g me in deep, rolling thrusts, Crowen claimed my mouth in a bruising kiss and Nashyn sucked hard on my n*****s, one hand reaching down to rub my c**t in tight circles. The combined pleasure built fast and mercilessly.

And then they switched.

Crowen took me next, his thick c**k forcing a whimpering cry from deep in my throat as he worked himself in. He f****d me harder, deeper, grinding against my c**t with every powerful stroke while Vizellan whispered filthy praises in my ear. “Such a perfect, tight p***y. You know you’re taking us so well.”

Nashyn kissed me until I was breathless and dizzy.

They rotated again and again, each of them taking his turn buried inside me while the others touched, kissed, licked, and stimulated every sensitive inch of my body.

At one particularly intense point, they had me riding Nashyn’s c**k while Vizellan pressed in from behind. Both of them filled my p***y at once. The burning, overwhelming stretch made tears slip down my cheeks even as I sobbed with blinding pleasure.

The embers of my heat were dying, being fed and fed by the pleasurable torture of being f****d by my mates all at once.

Crowen cradled my face, leaving me stunned at his gentleness as he stroked my hair and murmured how perfect I was, how well I was taking his cousins, how beautiful I looked stretched and full.

I lost all sense of time and count of my orgasms.

By the final round, Crowen had me pinned beneath his massive body, f*****g me with deep, earth-shattering strokes that rocked the entire bed. Nashyn and Vizellan held my legs wide open, one rubbing my c**t relentlessly, the other sucking and biting my n*****s as Crowen drove into me without mercy, sweat dripping from his body onto mine.

“Come for us,” Crowen growled against my ear, voice rough with strain. “One more time, Pheeona. Let me feel this greedy little p***y milk my cock.”

The final orgasm destroyed me completely.

It crashed through my body with violent force. I screamed until my throat was raw, vision going white as every muscle in my body seized and trembled uncontrollably. My p***y clamped down hard around Crowen as he roared and spilled pulse after pulse. The others stroked themselves until they came across my breasts, stomach, and thighs, marking me thoroughly with their hot seed.

I was a trembling, soaked, whimpering, ruined mess.