Finding
one’s true mate is rare. Finding two true mates is nothing but a dream…or is
it?
Ciarra, Guardian of the Dark Realm,
fantasizes of forever with two men but knows how unlikely that is to happen.
Those around her are more than happy to point out how foolish such dreams are,
and she vows to be content with her life as it is.
She loves her home, her family, and her
lover, Finley, but when Leilen of Fey comes to the Dark Realm on behalf of the
King, he reawakens all her dreams and desires.
Can she really have it all? Happily
ever after with both Finley and Leilen? Or will her dream be banished once and
for all?
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Ciarra walked through the shadows of the forest, running her
hand along the rough bark of trees, over shrubs that tickled her palm.
Everything was still, silent, around her. She stopped, closed her eyes and
inhaled deeply, enjoying the sweet scent of galama blossoms. She sighed happily
and started moving again.
Suddenly, hands gripped her arms, and she was spun around until
her back was against the solid trunk of a tree. And a body, a very male body,
pressed against her front. Her heart raced. Not from fear, but from excitement
as the man lowered his head to suck on the sensitive skin of her neck. Her
stomach clenched as pleasure zipped through her body, centering between her
legs. She tried to move, but he slid his hands down her arms and held her
wrists tightly. Another wave of excitement and anticipation rolled through
Ciarra.
Yes, yes, yes. Closing her eyes, she tilted her head back. She
was rewarded with a sharp nip of teeth on her flesh followed by the heated
glide of his tongue over the small hurt. A shudder racked her body, and
moisture flooded her pussy.
By the Blessed Lady, she wanted more. A cry welled up in her
throat as he pushed a hard thigh between hers and her clit pressed against his
taut muscles. She rocked her hips, and the cry escaped. A desperate sound
ringing through the trees. Pleasure swirled through her, blissfully hot and
tight.
He released her wrists and shifted his hold to her hips,
stilling her movements. Frustration bubbled up, and she seized the moment to
reach for the laces at the front of his trousers. Her fingers fumbled in her
haste to free his cock. Her pussy clenched at the thought of him inside her,
stretching her, filling her.
Just as she was about to slide her fingers into the tight
confines, he lifted her. Startled, she braced her hands on his shoulders. He
held her close and turned, lowering until she lay on her back in the lush
grass. Kneeling beside her, he slid his hand from her hip, over her belly and
down. When he cupped her heat, Ciarra lifted into the touch and ground against
his palm.
He bent forward and captured her mouth in a brutal kiss. She parted
instantly for him, welcoming his slick tongue inside. He pressed hard circles
against her clit and, with his other hand, lowered the straps of her gown until
he could push the bodice beneath her breasts. Ciarra grumbled slightly as the
thin strips of fabric held her arms at her sides but was only rewarded with a
low chuckle.
Ciarra gasped as wet heat surrounded her pert nipple, followed
by a stinging bite. Desire arrowed down between her thighs, and she circled her
hips, adding more pressure against his hand.
He released her breast, stretched out beside her and grasped
her around the waist. In a fluid motion, he rolled onto his back and pulled her
atop him. Ciarra freed her arms from the constricting straps and straddled him,
the skirt of the gown riding up her thighs. Her heat nestled against his hard
length. She pulled away, wanting to see his face, but the shadows hid him. She
opened her mouth to say something, question him, but the words didn’t come.
Shock replaced the curiosity she’d felt.
Hands rested on her shoulders, fingers caressing the bare skin.
Her mind whirled—the man beneath her had his hands on her hips. She turned her
head, but all she could see were more shadows. But she felt another body
behind, the warmth from it seeping into her skin.
The hands on her shoulders slid down her arms, fingers
tantalizing and tickling. The man beneath her pulled up on her skirt until it
was bunched around her waist. Ciarra gasped as the cool night air teased her
bare ass. A low, gravelly hum of approval sounded behind her—definitely another
man. To be taken by two men… Her excitement escalated. The fact she couldn’t
see their faces didn’t cause fear, rather it heightened everything. Her heart
thundered, her breathing quickened as both sets of hands caressed her.
She jolted as a kiss was pressed just above the curve of her
ass. The man behind her grasped her cheeks and spread them, opening her. Could
he see her, or was she as hidden from him as they were to her?
She reached down to free the cock beneath her. She sighed
happily when she wrapped her hand around it. Hard and smooth, it pulsed against
her palm. She raised herself up on her knees then slowly filled her pussy with
the steely length. It stretched her inner walls, and her muscles clenched
uncontrollably as a hot, sleek glide of tongue teased her rear entrance then
speared inside.
Ciarra moved up and down on the cock filling her—once,
twice—before her movements were halted by a tight grip on her hips, whose grip
she couldn’t tell. She wiggled slightly and was answered with a gentle bite on
her ass. A thick finger circled her anus then dipped inside, filling her
further. Her eyes slid closed, and she wondered how it’d feel to take both
cocks at once. The fullness now was overwhelming…and oh so delicious.
They held her still as the finger in her ass pumped in and out,
then another was added, stretching her. The cock inside her jerked as the
pressure increased. Ciarra made a sound of protest when the fingers eased out
of her, but immediately, a cock teased her tender opening. Ciarra tried to push
back against it, take it inside, but the hands on her hips held fast.
Goddess, she couldn’t take much more of this. She wanted both
of them inside her, possessing her with abandon. She squeezed her eyes shut and
soaked in the sensations bombarding her body. Even the slight wind on her
sweat-dampened skin tantalized her more than she’d dreamt possible.
Suddenly, the body behind her was gone. Had he pulled away? She
opened her eyes and twisted around but saw nothing. The hands on her hips
squeezed tightly then she was alone. Kneeling in the grass, excitement slicking
the insides of her thighs, she was alone.
