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“No.” She arched her back on a gasp to force more of Holt’s shaft inside her body, making all three of them cry out in wordless pain/pleasure. “No, Holt, I want you inside me. All the way inside me—now!”
Obeying her request without question, she felt Holt pull back a little and then sink his thick cock fully into her body until his hips were flush with her bottom, filling her completely, finishing what his partner had started, completing the circle.
They held still, all three of them motionless for a moment, feeling the warm electrical current flow between them as the T-link opened to its widest wavelength and bathed them all in a powerful pulse of sensation. Then, driven by instinct and need, Sadie felt both Blakely and Holt begin to move inside her, setting a rhythm between them that was almost more than she could bear.
Goddess…oh, Goddess, she moaned inside her head, feeling their pleasure as she did her own, the pleasure of plunging into her wet, willing flesh, the pleasure of riding her hard and deep as she accepted them both into her body and heart and soul. She had never felt so filled before, had never been so open or needed to be.
“Love you baby, love you so much…” It was Blakely beneath her, reaching between them to where they were joined to rub one callused finger over the soft, wet opening between her cunt lips, caressing the tender bud of her clit until she thought she might scream.
“Goddess, Sadie. Love to make love to you, love to fuck your sweet ass and cunt.” That was Holt, gasping as he rose over her, wrapping his arms around her to pinch and twist her tender nipples as he thrust into her body. He was filling her completely as Blakely pulled almost all the way out and then reversing their positions as he pulled back and his partner plunged in all the way.
Sadie cried and moaned between them, a purely sexual creature, helpless to do anything but to give in to the overwhelming sensation of being filled utterly with two thick cocks at once. She could feel her orgasm coming, pulsing up from between her legs where she was pierced by their thick shafts, and she knew that the moment it took her their joining would be complete. When she came and felt them come as well, pulsing into her pussy and ass, filling her with their seed, the Life-bond would be forged forever. There would be no going back.
She didn’t want to go back.
“Goddess!” she cried out loud. “More, I need more!” Blakely and Holt slowed for a moment and then there was a subtle shift in their rhythm. Sadie realized that they had changed the pattern of their strokes. Now, instead of Holt pulling out while Blakely pushed in and vice versa, they were both pulling out at the same time and both surging forward to fill her at once. They were fucking her in perfect tandem.
The shift in their rhythm and the feeling of being so completely filled and possessed by her two lovers at the exact same time was too much. Sadie felt herself tilt over the edge, falling into orgasm and taking them with her.
With a wordless cry her back arched in a spasm of pure ecstasy. Inner muscles clamped down hard, squeezing and milking the cocks inside her. A hoarse shout came from Blakely and a deep groan from Holt as both men thrust deep inside her body and pulsed into her. They filled her to overflowing with their cum and forged the unbreakable Life-bond forever.
“Hey, sweetheart, you okay?”
Sadie opened her eyes and realized that Blakely was talking to her. Had she been asleep? She stretched languorously, aware that she was lying on her side, sandwiched between two warm, slightly sweaty male bodies and that all three of them were naked. It seemed she could remember a similar awakening and she also remembered feeling horrified to find herself in such a position, but this time it seemed all right. After all, it was only Blakely and Holt holding her close between them. Their warmth gave her a feeling of peace and safety she had never felt before. Her men were with her, protecting her, loving her. Nothing could hurt them as long as they stayed together, she was sure about that.
“Is she okay?” The voice came from behind her. Holt.
“I’m fine.” She wiggled a little to get more comfortable between them. “Why, what’s wrong?”
“Nothin’ except you kinda passed out there for a minute after we all…” Blakely’s voice trailed off a little, but he had said enough to jog Sadie’s memory. Being pressed between them, the heat and pressure of two thick cocks filling her…she should be sore, she supposed, but all she felt was a mild, delicious ache between her legs. She felt slippery and hot there, too, and realized she was probably leaking their cum everywhere, but she didn’t seem to be able to make herself care. Wow, it’s like afterglow times ten, she thought, wiggling some more to feel both hard bodies against her. A naughty little cat-that-got-the-cream—type smile spread over her face, and she was helpless to stop it. Why should I try to stop it? I did get the cream…all over me, inside me, everywhere. That thought made her laugh out loud and she opened her eyes to see Blakely staring at her with an expression that was half puzzled, half worried in his indigo eyes. Turning her head to the side, she saw Holt leaning over her with the same look in his sapphire depths.
“Stop looking at me like that,” she scolded, trying not to grin. “Can I help it if I just feel good? Anyway, it’s not me you should be worried about. What about Blake’s arm?” She twisted a little and half sat up in bed so that she could see the appendage in question. Blakely grinned and flexed the right arm, which was completely free of any red lines or swelling, making an impressive muscle for her to feel before she collapsed on his chest in a fit of giggles.
“What’s gotten into her?” she heard him ask as he pulled her close and pressed a tender kiss in her messy hair.
“I think…I think she’s a little bit drunk. Maybe from the bond. It was pretty intense, you know?”
“Mmm, ya don’t haveta remind me,” Blakely rumbled. “Never came so hard in my life.”
“Me either,” Holt admitted, leaning down to kiss the bare nape of Sadie’s neck, making her giggle and squirm again.
“That makes three of us.” Sadie rolled over so she could look at them both. She could feel the solid weight of Blakely in her mind and the shining thread that was Holt’s consciousness as well. Through the Life-bond, a thick, unbreakable cable that bound them all together, she could feel the way she seemed to them as well, soft and beautiful and sweet as a single drop of honey on the tip of the tongue. Goddess, but she loved them both so much! If only there was a way to show them.
Looking up into the two pairs of blue eyes and feeling their gazes heat her skin as they roved over her soft, naked, newly opened body, Sadie began to have an idea. Arching her back to thrust her breasts, topped with already hardening nipples into the air, she purred, “Boys, I think I’m ready for round two.”
Epilogue
It was a triple joining, at least Sadie thought you could call it that. Where Holt had found a priestess willing to perform such an unusual ceremony was beyond her, but she knew pretty well that the tall blond could talk almost anyone around when he wanted. Blakely pointed out that they shouldn’t ask questions, but just be glad that Holt was such a silver-tongued bastard, to which she agreed.
It was a small, private ceremony, attended by a few of Holt and Blakely’s fellow officers that knew about the Tandem chips and, surprisingly enough to Sadie, by Prissy De Tangelen. Her blond hair swayed gently overhead as she nodded to the solemn chords of the joining march, and Blakely did such an obvious double-take that Sadie had to elbow him sharply to keep him in line.
She had sent invitations back to Goshen, of course, not that she had much hope of any of her old friends and relations coming to see. Aunt Minnie didn’t reply at all, but Gerald sent his invitation back with all three of their names circled. “Is this some kind of sick joke?” he had written in red marks-a-lot over the front.
It made Sadie sad that she had no one from her former life to share her joy, but any sorrow was completely forgotten when Blakely slipped a silver ring on her left hand and Holt slipped a gold band on her right and she heard the priestess say those magic words,