The Bond takes over my mind, linking me to the dominant warrior whose cock is buried deep inside of me. As he presses deeper, Brennan’s eyes focus in on me – as if regaining his rationality for the first time since the mating frenzy overwhelmed him.
I meet his gaze – that strange, slate-grey alien hue that I can’t read…
…only, Brennan’s eyes aren’t grey any more.
As I watch them, they turn and shift into a molten black; swirling with specks of so-deep a blue that it’s darker than the last shreds of dusk before the rise of night.
I gasp, and Brennan tries to say something to me – only, he can’t.
His words are garbled now – like a beast. He’s still beastly - forcing that huge dick deeper and deeper inside me; skewering me with one long, delicious thrust.
The Bond. It’s real, and it’s inside me – changing me. I can feel it.
The sudden, sharp pain between my legs is there – as I’m stretched and filled wider than my poor pussy was ever designed to…
…but that pain has transformed into something else. It’s shifted in my consciousnesses – becoming an exquisite new form of agony I’d never known possible before.
I bite my lip, but I still can’t stop the gasp of pure, exquisite ecstasy from leaving my mouth. I can feel the sadistic, dominant edge to Brennan’s lust – the part of him that wants to make me whimper and beg – but the pleasure and pain have begun mixing into something so shameful, and delicious, and powerful that it warps my mind.
I can feel that he’s still holding back – that he wants my first time to be pleasurable for both of us; not just him satisfying his most basic needs…
…and yet, I don’t care. I just love that he has little conscious thought left in his being, but his protective instincts are nevertheless overwhelming. His urge to protect me overwhelms even the overriding drive to claim me; his Bond-fueled need to tame me.
“Brennan,” I gasp out, as he presses his cock even deeper inside of me. I murmur his name as I gasp for him – tasting the word on my tongue, feeling it as my body responds to his huge, driving cock.
My pussy responds by clenching down on his huge dick. My entire physical being is trying to pull him inside of me – deeper and deeper; almost as I’m the one wanting to claim him.
It’s as though I can sense that he’s just right – the perfect, alpha male that I need to be seeded by. Him, and his two battle-brothers. Three separate, disparate men; but all designed by destiny to be perfect for only me.
I’m overwhelmed by the three of them. Otho’s nose is buried in my hair, smelling my scent. Lazar’s fingers are tightening into my flesh. We’re all connected – all part of one another. Nothing else exists in this world except these three powerful, gorgeous men.
Lazar is staring at me with a need so great that I fear what it might feel like to sense his aura inside me, the same way I do Brennan – and yet I know I must.
I know all three of these men have a place inside of me; just as I do inside them.
I pull my hands from Brennan’s body – no longer fighting him. Instead, I grab Otho’s forearms and cling to them for the last shred of stability I feel like they give me. Otho is my rock, as I’m taken over and over again by the leader of this alien triad.
Brennan is changing me.
But I am changing him. I can see it in his eyes – those suddenly black orbs within which deep, blue specks are growing brighter and lighter; ever more brilliant until it’s as if I’m staring into a far-off galaxy. Brennan’s huge muscles bulge and grow, almost bursting out of his flesh as the Bond makes him stronger and more powerful; altering his very being even as he thrusts himself deeper and deeper inside me.
Suddenly, Brennan snarls like an animal.
My animal.
His aura grows impossibly intense inside my mind, and then he stops playing nice.
I don’t care. I want it. This is what I’ve craved the most, all this time: To feel this towering, dominant Aurelian warrior lose all control and rut me like a beast. Each thrust of his huge dick slamming into me sends a new wave of dizzying pain and pleasure through my trembling body.
As Brennan claims me, Otho’s mouth moves to my ear – his hot breath against me as his leader completely surrenders to the mating frenzy and takes me as deeply as he can.
“You are our Bonded Mate,” growls Otho in my ear – his voice hungry, blended with a mixture of awe and need. He himself can’t believe that he’s found me; and nor can I.
The Bond – the rarest connection in the galaxy, and it came to us as predestined as my father’s discovery of those priceless Orb-Deposits.
Brennan has already made that connection. Now Otho aches to feel the Bond as we become one.
I can feel Otho’s body react to me – his dick pressing against my body from behind as he holds my legs open with his huge, strong hands.
If he lets go, I’d open my thighs just as far – desperate to have Brennan completely inside of me. I’m being torn in half, but it feels so fucking good. The pleasure ripples through my no-longer innocent body and I’m made a woman for the first time in my life.
“You are ours.” Otho’s voice is an oath in my ear. “You belong to us.”
I shudder at the significance of his promise.
I’m so small in Otho’s grasp – so helpless. I’m unable to do anything but try to cling to my sanity as Brennan claims me as his property.
As we fuck, Brennan
