Ronen and Callarn disrobed. Callarn placed his hands on my hips and lifted me. I curled my legs on his waist. The audience cheered, but I didn’t pay attention to them. To me, they didn’t exist. At this moment, the world was made for me and my men only.
Callarn sheathed himself in a single stroke. The aphrodisiac ramentha and the oil made me slick enough to accommodate him easily. He held me steady as he fucked me with short rapid strokes. I grunted, involuntarily tightening my muscles to choke his shaft. Callarn growled. “Naughty wench.” He slammed into me hard, taking me faster and rougher.
“More,” I whispered. “Take me hard.”
From behind, Ronen laughed. “You heard her, give our beloved what she wants.”
Callarn grunted, sounding animalistic. The next flood of fucks was more ferocious than ever. My body bounced against Ronen. Callarn took me as if he wanted to brand me with his lust. Pleasure quickly gathered like a thunderstorm. Each of his thrusts invoked unbelievable sensations. My body went rigid.
“Halt there, beloved,” Callarn interrupted my concentration. “Don’t come until Ronen is sheathed.”
I was so close. “Why?”
“Questions, questions,” Ronen chastised. “Soon you will know why.”
I looked over my shoulder and shot him a dark look. “Silence and fuck me.”
People cheered.
“Language.” Callarn tutted.
Ronen grabbed my ass. “Are you ready?”
“Yes,” I breathed out.
His face was near my cheek and I turned and found his lips. I licked his half-open mouth, wanting him to kiss me. But Ronen was too preoccupied with what he was about to do.
“Be still my sweet.” Ronen’s hands ventured on my crevice. A finger caressed my perineum and slowly entered my anus.
Callarn’s cock gave a twitch when I involuntarily stiffened from Ronen’s wicked intrusion. “If you do that one more time, I’ll—“
“Shush. Stop whining,” I said, grinning. Just to irk him some more, I choked his shaft with my cunt until his jugular tensed and corded. Sweat plastered his hair and his breathing labored hard.
Callarn hissed. “Make haste, Ronen. I can’t stand this anymore. She is torturing me.”
Ronen grunted and penetrated me. I threw my head back. The familiar stuffiness ascended upon my ass, stretching me open. He let out a victorious growl when he was able to sheath himself all the way.
For a long moment, I didn’t know what to feel. The pressure was incredible. My men were inside me. Scorching. Throbbing. The complete claiming. I wondered if Ronen and Callarn could feel each other. The passages were only separated by a thick membrane. I felt only pure pleasure. The burning heat was incredibly addicting. Now, I just needed them to move. I needed to come so badly.
“Please,” I whispered.
My voice was drowned by the audience’s cheers. Lord Veredi came over and inspected our joined flesh.
“Anarthe del’lkairma ,” Veredi announced. “Finish the process, lads.”
The crowd burst out again.
My men happily obliged. I heaved at Callarn’s first stroke and again when Ronen withdrew and filled me full again. As if there was an unspoken agreement between them, they moved in and out in synch. I couldn’t think of anything else but the blinding pleasure.
My pleas turned into whimpering sobs.
Ronen and Callarn lashed upon me slam after slam of battering fucks. Their cocks felt like virgin fire, incinerating me from the inside out. My body tensed as waves of pleasure swept me into the final rapture.
I came hard. Ronen slammed in and jerked. Callarn thrust and surrendered. My ears rang. My breath was cut from my lungs. The world blackened momentarily. My body shook. My cunt and anus clenched, milking their cocks. I could feel their magic intertwine and bind me. It was a glorious feeling. To channel my mates’ bodies and souls.
I felt lightheaded when it was over. I ignored the audience’s clapping and cheers. Ronen and Callarn withdrew from me. I almost collapsed to the floor but Callarn snatched me.
Lord Veredi announced that the witnessing was over and it was time the newlyweds were given privacy. One by one, people left the hut. The door was closed.