Forbidden Mate (10 page)

They seduced her until she barely remembered her own
name. They touched, kissed, and dominated her already aroused body. The need in
their eyes made her willing to give them anything they desired. When Marco bit
her neck, the
pain lanced through her system, making her
scream
. But what started out as discomfort and fear quickly morphed into
something so sensual she went weak in the knees. This was a new level of kink
for Helen. How could a man’s teeth puncturing her skin make her ready to beg
for more? And how were his teeth so sharp?

“I love your tits,” said Targus, his voice nearly a
growl. They were both so rough around the edges, real men. The fact they wanted
her so desperately made her eager to give them exactly what they demanded. She
imagined they’d fight for what they wanted and win. There was something about
their raw masculinity that turned her on to the point she could barely think
straight. She blamed her temporary insanity on the dual invasion of her body. It
was unreal. For some reason they were both touching her, both determined to
make her body blaze hotter. She succumbed to their seduction, needing to take
things to the next level.

After Wesley left her hanging in the forest, she’d
given up on trying to find him a second time. He’d walked out on her in the
peak of passion, and her body still heating from the memories of their
encounter.

Then Marco disappeared into the forest in the
morning rather than talk with her. All the rejection made the new attention all
the more satisfying. She never wanted them to stop crowding her with their broad
shoulders and hard muscles. They both smelled delicious, an earthy, musky
scent.

“How do you feel, little one?” Marco ran his finger
over the bite mark on her neck before kissing her lips. She wasn’t prepared for
such intimacy, but the kiss held as much power as the sun. Helen closed her
eyes and just allowed her body to feel. Her pussy throbbed in deep, desperate
waves and butterflies fluttered in her stomach. She might regret giving in to
her fantasies by morning, but tonight she wanted to enjoy every minute with Marco
and Targus.

As she kissed Marco, Targus lifted her sweater and
peeled back the cup of her bra. His mouth was hot and moist as he suckled her
breast. The dual stimulation made her clit swell and pulse, liquid heat slowly
escaping down her inner thigh. She felt so naughty and uninhibited.

One of them began unbuttoning her jeans. Her anxiety
increased when she realized they weren’t playing, and she’d likely be fucking
two men tonight. It both excited and terrified her. What scared her more than
the unknown was the thought of walking away when the tour ended. She felt
connected to the forest, the town, and these men. Helen was living her own
personal fairy tale. She just hoped it had a happily ever after.

“She’s ripe,” said Targus. He stood up and tugged
off his shirt.

Her eyes went wide. Helen wanted to touch him, to
run her hands over all those smooth muscles. But she stayed rooted in place,
allowing the men to dominate her body. She was having an out of body
experience, watching a show where she couldn’t possibly be the star. But she
was.

“Take your clothes off, Helen. Or do you want me to
do it for you?”

She did as he asked, pulling her sweater off over
her head. Her hair fanned down over her back, tickling her sensitized skin. It
felt good to get the stifling material off her body.

Marco
growled,
more animal
than man. It surprised her for a moment, but she soon forgot her concern when
he reached around her to unfasten her bra. His forearms were rock hard, his
biceps impossibly thick. She felt so tiny and feminine between his capable
arms. “Mine,” he said, tugging her over to the sofa before pressing her face
down over the side. He was rougher than Targus, and while it excited her
dormant sexuality, it also scared her a bit. She felt him attempt to tug down her
jeans as he kept her pinned in place, her cheek against the cushions.

“Relax, Marco. She’s fucking human.”

Did Targus think he was treating her like an animal?
At least his concern put her nerves more at ease.

“It’s been a long time. I’m trying.”

“I won’t let you hurt her,” warned Targus.

The pressure from Marco’s hand softened. He finished
unbuttoning her jeans and slipped them off with less force. When she was left
in just her panties, he smoothed his hands over the globes of her ass. She
concentrated on the path he made along her skin. He ran his palms up and down
her back, massaging her sides with his skilled fingers. Her eyes began to loll
in her head when his weight settled over her back. Marco whispered in her ear,
“I’m yours now, little one. I hope you’ll take care of my heart because it’s
already in pieces.”
 
Despite his ravenous
sexuality, he words held such sincerity. She felt a little more in love with
him.

When he stood back up, she turned her head to see
what they were doing. Targus was naked, holding a tube of lubricant. He smoothed
the clear substance over his cock. It was huge, dark, jutting up in an
impressive erection. Marco didn’t seem fazed by his friend at all, lifting off
his shirt and tossing it.

Helen attempted to stand up, but Targus shook his
head. Looking back at the two bare-chested men was making her stomach do flips,
all her womanly parts tingling in anticipation.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

Targus set the lube down on the side table after
squeezing a dollop into his palm. With his clean hand, he pulled her panties
down past the curve of her ass, exposing her most intimate parts.
“Preparing you for my cock.”
He spread the cool lube along
the seam of her ass, his fingers grazing the tight rosette over and over. Her
heartrate picked up. She didn’t expect such a forbidden area to be so alive
with sensation.

He pressed one finger into her asshole, pushing in
until he reached his knuckle. She froze, gripping the cushion under her chest
as she tightened around the invading digit. The breach felt foreign, but also
spiked her curiosity. A second finger joined the first and he began to thrust
those thick fingers in and out of her ass, mimicking the sex act. She gasped
for air. The deep guttural sounds she made surprised her.

“Targus?”
She
was nervous about what was to come. And ready. Since she’d seen his cock first
hand, she imagined it would tear her apart if he tried to squeeze it into such
a small, virgin hole.

“Hush, sweet girl.” He kissed her back. “I can’t
wait another second. I have to claim you. I want every male to know you’re
mine.”

He slipped his fingers out and replaced them with
the broad head of his erection. It was massive. She tensed on instinct, scared
of the pain she’d feel. “No, you can’t,” she said. “You’re too big.”

“I only want you to feel pleasure. It’ll hurt for a
minute, but I promise it won’t last.” He pushed an inch into her asshole, the
burn almost unmanageable. She cried out and reached blindly behind her. He
secured both her wrists in one strong hand at her back and continued to push
his cock into her rear entrance. Targus moved slowly but firmly until the
entire length of his slick erection was fully embedded inside her ass. She felt
so full, her inner walls stretching to accommodate him. Then he stopped,
releasing her hands.

“You okay?” asked Marco. It was wickedly erotic to
experience something so taboo with a second man watching. He brushed the hair
off the side of her face so she could breathe easier.

She stubbornly shook her head, not ready to admit
she wanted to explore her boundaries further.

“You did
good
, Helen.
You’re fucking tight around my cock.”
 
Targus still didn’t move, even when she tested her muscles, tightening
around the invading member. “How does it feel to have my cock in your ass?”

She swallowed hard, not sure what to say, and loving
his dirty talk. At first she’d wanted him to stop, but he’d been right. The
burn quickly subsided once he was fully-seated. Now the pain had diminished,
leaving a new heat burning strong. She needed to be fucked.
Her
pussy and ass both spasmed, her nipples hard and achy.

“Please…”

“Please what?” he asked.

She wanted to ask for more, to beg, but didn’t want
to give them permission to lose all restraint. They were too powerful and
dominant for her to handle. She needed them to go slow for her first time,
gently leading her into these new erotic delights.

“Keep going.”

Marco chuckled. “Maybe I should take your place. It
seems our girl needs more than you can provide.”

“I don’t think you’d remember what to do,” Targus
goaded. Even when challenging one another, she could feel the camaraderie
between the men. They had a strong friendship, and it felt almost natural the
way they shared her body.

In the next instant, Targus’s strong hands gripped
both her hips. He began to pump his cock in and out of her ass in long, smooth
strokes. Everything was new to her. She’d never been fucked like this before
and the resulting intensity took her off guard. She was surprised how much she
liked her ass filled. It was dirty and satisfying, an orgasm already building
as he pumped his huge cock in and out of her nether hole.

“Let’s see what Helen thinks.”

“You can join us, but I’m not going anywhere,” said
Targus, his voice strained.

Marco dropped down on the sofa near her head, the
cushions jostling. When she glanced up, she came nearly face to face with his
erect cock. He was just as big as Targus and very ready for sex. She was
completely at the mercy of these aroused men.

“Bring her here so she can sit on my lap.”

Targus growled in irritation, but complied, lifting
her up from under the shoulders so her back was nearly touching his chest. His
cock bent inside her ass as she shifted her position. She gasped as her orgasm
almost broke free.

“You smell so good,” he said against her hair. His
tongue painted patterns along the shell of her ear. “You smell like
mine
.”

Hadn’t Marco said something similar? Were all men
living off the land this possessive? Maybe there was a shortage of women in
this part of the country.

He carefully swept her hair to one side, his cock
still throbbing deep in her ass. Targus trailed his tongue along the cord of muscle
at the base of her neck before he dared to bite. It was the same thing all over
again—sharp teeth, shooting pain, and momentary shock. Were these guys out of
their minds or was this the new norm? It had been a long time since she’d been
on a date, so times could have changed.

Helen cried out at first before that familiar wash
of desire rained down on her. Targus wouldn’t release her, his teeth still
pressed to her neck. With his free hand, he toyed with her clit, rubbing in
quick circles. His cock twitched in her ass. When she peeked open her eyes,
Marco was only a couple feet away, his erection bobbing between his strong legs.
All the golden male muscles surrounding her, combined with the intense
stimulation, pushed her over the edge.

“I’m coming!” She dropped her weight, too weary to
stand when her release detonated inside of her. The pressure escaped from deep
in her womb, the resulting shockwaves travelling to every extremity. Targus had
no choice but to support her against his erection, his teeth finally slipping
off her neck. She could feel her ass grabbing his dick in a pulsing grip.

“You’ll be the death of me,” he grated, easing
himself from her rear entrance. “You’re supposed to wait until we give you
permission to come.”

She frowned. “Nobody told me a thing.”

“Well, I have a feeling you’ll be making up for it.”
Targus nudged her towards Marco. When she was close enough, the other man
reached up from the sofa and pulled her closer. His six-pack abs coiled tight
as he leaned forward, his broad shoulders shifting beautifully. She couldn’t
help but stare at him, all of him.

Helen automatically straddled him, holding herself
away from his arousal. Her knees were weak, her pussy still sensitized from her
release. How could she go on when she felt drained of every ounce of energy?
Her orgasm had robbed her of everything. She wasn’t used to reaching a peak
without a toy. Was it their hardcore skills or the introduction to anal?

“Sit on him, Helen. I need back inside you.” Targus
was so close behind her, that she could feel the heat of his skin. In fact,
both men felt so warm she’d swear they were feverish.

Marco
nodded,
his yellow
eyes boring into hers. “Come on now, baby girl. I’m waiting for you. This day
has been a long time coming.”

She did want him, despite her exhaustion. The way he
looked at her gave her the desire she needed to continue. She braced his
shoulders, savoring the feel of his shifting muscles under her fingers. He
poised his cock in a stationary position as she lowered over it, making it
easier for her to impale herself on the hardened flesh. As she sank lower and deeper,
she released a throaty sigh. Her pussy walls stretched around his wide cock,
the instant gratification putting a faint smile on her face. She couldn’t
believe this was happening to her.