Her Brother, Her Mate

Hadley POV

Fearing them marking me seems so silly now. It was amazing. The greatest pleasure I have ever experienced. My heart is still racing, my s*x throbbing, and my mind racing from the feeling of complete euphoria as their teeth sank into my skin. The sparks and tingles intensified to the extreme, the sensation making my entire body come alive and my desire flared.

My h**s were moving against Mitchel all on their own, the sensation of his hard bulge rubbing against my aching center as the friction built between us kept my mind in a fog. When Mark’s heated chest pressed against my back, I wanted nothing more than for both of them to take me. Claim me. Dominate me in every way possible.

It’s all too much, and nowhere near enough. I want them inside me. I have no fear. No reservations. Just this unbelievably strong and powerful desire to make love to them.

Mitchel lifts my shirt off me, tossing it to the ground as Mark’s hands start to massage and knead my breasts over my bra, making my back arch into him, pushing my chest into his hands, seeking more. I want the bra gone. I want to feel his hands on me directly.

Like he can read my thoughts, Mitchel unhooked my bra, pulling it down my arms, ridding me of the irritating fabric. Mark’s hands directly on my breasts made me cry out, Mitchel soon silencing my mouth with his own, his hands gripping my h**s, grinding me against him. Mark’s fingers are skillfully pinching and kneading my n*****s, his mouth sucking on his mark on my neck, Mitchel swallowing each and every one of my cries and g****s.

This is amazing. Mind-blowing, and we aren’t even having s*x yet. I want it. I need it. I need to feel them inside me. My v****a is pulsing and leaking with need. Need for both of them. I don’t know how this is going to work, but I can’t wait to find out.

I pull at Mitchel’s shirt, wanting it off, needing to feel closer to him. When he leans back to pull it over his head, I reach back, pushing Mark’s shirt up too. He obeys, his bare chest pressing against my back, making me shiver from the sparks.

“Take her to my bed,” Mark told his brother. Mitch g****s, lifting me by my a*s as Mark’s heated back and hands leave my body. Mitchel k****s me deeply, carrying me into the bedroom and laying me gently on the bed.

He k****s down my front, spending extra time on my n*****s, tasting them, sucking them, making me cry out his name as the feeling shoots to my aching s*x. His lips continue their assault down my body when I feel the bed dip beside me. Mark is now completely naked, his perfect body flexing and taunting as his hand works up and down his impressive length, watching as Mitchel worships my body, causing me to shiver and m**n with desire.

Mark’s gray eyes were dancing and darkening with l**t. I reached for him, needing his touch too. He growls deeply, his mouth crashing into mine, his tongue invading, dominating. My hand finds its way to his d**k, mimicking the way I saw him pleasuring himself just seconds before. He g****s as my hand tightens around him.

I thought it would be hard to the touch, but the skin is velvety smooth wrapped around the hard, long muscle.

Mitchel’s mouth is pressed against my inner thigh, nipping and biting, making my legs shake at the tingling sensation.

His hot breath reaches my leaking core, I wiggle in his grip, desperate for whatever he’s about to do to me. When his tongue flattens and sweeps up against my folds, my entire body shudders, I cry out, then whimper when his mouth latches on to my bundle of nerves, sucking it gently.

Mark chuckled, turning his head to watch.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

“Do it again. She loves it.”

Mitchel’s breath fans my sensitive skin as he laughs, his tongue diving inside me, flexing inside my tight tunnel, nose pressed up and rubbing furiously against my clit when he shakes his head violently. My legs jerk, muscles spasming, unable to handle the intense feelings shooting through my core. Mark m****d in my ear, locking his elbow under my knee to keep my legs open for Mitchel’s assault. His hand is kneading my breast, and my body doesn’t know how to process so much pleasure at once.

Mitchel slips a finger inside me, pumping it in and out, my juices making a wet sound with each thrust. His mouth is latched onto my nerves, sucking and flicking it with his tongue when he adds a second finger, making me cry as he curls them up, hitting a place that makes both my legs start spasming at once.

“Stretch her good. She’s going to need it. f**k, she looks so tight,” Mark g****s, kissing my face as he watches me come undone by his brother. I almost black out when my o****m hits me, washing over me like a tidal wave, numbing all my other senses, moisture seeping out of me.

“Holy s**t, she’s a squirter,” Mitchel m***s, his fingers still pumping in and out of me, curling every time he pulls out, making my o****m last forever. His face is so wet from my arousal, the sight making my desire sky-rocket.

“And a shaker. Watch her legs,” Mark hums. I didn’t realize I was shaking as badly as I was, but my legs are spasming intensely as I come down from my high.

“I think she’s ready,” Mitch whispers, watching his own fingers as they stretch my tunnel, slowing their assault. He g****s as my slickness webs between his fingers.

“My turn,” Mark said, shifting to take Mitchel’s spot. Mitchel slides off the bed, unbuckling his pants and dropping them to the ground with his boxers, then crawling to me, shifting me to I’m laying between his legs, his hardened d**k sliding next to my face. I turn my face and k**s it, wanting to taste him like he tasted me.

“Not yet, baby. Let Mark take care of you first, then you can do whatever you want to me,” Mitchel tells me, bending over to k**s my lips.

Mark pushes his fingers inside me, stretching my core further than before, making me cry out from the sting it causes. He repeats this a few more times, Mitchel rubbing my arms soothingly. They’ve given me so much pleasure, I forgot about the pain losing my virginity would cause. Nervousness started bubbling up in me.

“Shh, baby. It will only hurt for a second. Mark will take care of you,” Mitchel tells me, k****s my face, his fingers making sparks dance on my skin, soothing and comforting me.

Mark presses his tip to my entrance, then swiftly pushes inside, tearing through my virginity in one quick motion. I cried out, tears filling my eyes from the pain. Mitchel and Mark are both rubbing my limbs, Mark being completely still while I adjust to the fullness, the tingles from our bond chasing away the pain in no time.

“See,” Mitchel chuckles hoarsely, “You have our DNA now. You’ll recover quickly.”

“This will help,” Mark husks, his hand glowing blue, pressing it against my lower abdomen. The heat from his hand, and the magical sparks soon chase away the last of the pain, replacing it with nothing but pleasure. “Better?”

I nodded, Mitch wiping the tears from my eyes with his thumbs, Mark kissed the side of my knee.

“Ready for me to move?” he asks, his d**k twitching inside me, a delicious pulse radiating in my core.

“Yes,” I m**n, pushing my h**s against him, biting my l*p when he throws his head back and g****s.

He starts to move, slowly at first, then picking up the pace the harder I push back against him. It doesn’t hurt at all anymore. It feels amazing. I’m so full. The way his d**k is messaging my tunnel makes my eyes roll back and my toes curl. This is so intense.

Mitchel’s d**k twitches against my cheek, I turn my face and start kissing the side of it. I want it too. I want this inside me too.

“f**k her mouth, Mitch. She wants it. Quit denying her.”

I looked up at him pleadingly.

“Are you sure?” he asks. I nodded hungrily, running my tongue along the side of him. It feels so good against my lips. I want to swallow it, feel it rubbing every inch of my mouth. He shifts, giving me better access to it, and I waste no time, sucking it right into my mouth, rubbing his tip against the roof of my mouth, moaning at his salty taste.

I almost gasped when I looked back up at him. His stormy eyes are glowing icy blue. So are Mark’s. They’re getting more than just pleasure from me. I’m fueling their magic. It’s radiating out of them. I can feel the warm pull inside me, mixing with our bond.

Mark is pounding into me now, his h**s hitting my a*s with every thrust, and I can feel that intense build up. I’m having a hard time focusing on Mitchel’s d**k in my mouth, but I want both of them inside me. I need it.

“Come here, sugar,” Mark growled, swiftly lifting me, making me lay on top of him as he laid back on the bed. “You want both of us, here you go.”

I was confused for a second until Mitchel’s c**k pressed against my entrance, right next to Mark’s. He pushes up, resting his d**k between my cheeks, inserting 2 glowing fingers inside me, stretching me impossibly wider. But it doesn’t hurt. It feels good.

He removes his fingers, wiping my slickness against his shaft, then pushes himself slowly into me, my eyes rolling back, my tunnel taunt, stretching to hold them both. My moaning is embarrassing, but I feel so good I can’t control the sounds coming out of me.

When he’s pushed to the hilt, his pelvis pressed flush against my a*s, I start moving my h**s, riding both of them, my body vibrating from the immense pleasure.

“f**k, you’re so tight, baby,” Mitch m***s into my ear, kissing his mark on my neck, sending waves of pleasure through me.

“f**k us, sugar. Take what you need. Ride our f*****g c***s with your tight little cunt,” Mark husks, thrusting up as Mitch pushes in, my h**s rocking between both of them, my mind going numb from the never-ending pleasure. I was falling in no time at all. My walls start fluttering and a guttural cry escapes me, my legs shaking uncontrollably. My ending drives them both over the edge, their hot spurts of endless c*m filling and spilling out of me.

“s**t,” I panted, collapsing onto Mark’s chest, his fingers rubbing my sides as he caught his breath too. Mitchel’s head is resting between my shoulder blades, his shuddering breath tickling my sensitized skin. That was amazing. So, so amazing.

“You’re ours,” Mitchel says breathlessly, and I can feel his smile against my back.

“Forever,” Mark kissed my hair, nuzzling his nose in my neck.

“And both of you are mine.”