Page 95 of Taken By the Aurelian Warriors

Brennan kisses the top of my left foot, then trails his lips up my calf toward my knee. I’m shivering at the sensation of his soft, wet lips against my skin.

Otho takes my diamond-hard nipples between his thumb and finger, kneading them teasingly. Each gentle, twisting pull sends lightning sensations through me.

All the while, Brennan’s kisses trail further and further up my thighs - well past where Lazar is holding open my legs.

For a second, I try to clamp my legs shut – to test what these huge aliens could do, and how badly they want this…

…Brennan stops for a moment, and then he looks up at me with those stale-grey eyes.

Eyes that are no longer cold.

I gasp out at the intensity of his gaze – and, as if he’s controlling my body, Brennan urges me to open my legs for him.

It’s like this magnificent, towering alien isinsideof my mind. As ifheis deciding how my body will react. By the Gods! It’s as if I’m now no longer in control of myself.

I can’t help but whimper and squirm as Otho joins Brennan is playing with my body – like I’m merely his toy…

…and that’s when Lazar pulls my legs open to literally present me to his leader.

Brennan’s wet, kissing mouth licks its way up the inside of my thigh. I’ve never experienced anything like this before, and now I’m both terrified andsoturned on that I surrender all thoughts about giving up all control. I gasp out as Brennan teases me with his tongue – tracing the line of my thin undergarments. His hand slides further up - until I suddenly hear a rip as he shreds the last thing that separated his tongue from my eager flesh. The last scrap of fabric that stood between us.

I cry out as his huge head disappears beneath my skirt – most definitelynotready for this, but simultaneously wanting itsofucking badly.

My head rolls back as his tongue finds my soaking wetness. It’stoogood. Thiscan’tbe real.

I can no longer even feel embarrassed or self-conscious about it – not before the pleasure rushes up inside of me and obliterates all resistance. I justwanthim. I gasp out, my moans devoid of self-control as this huge, alien warrior runs his massive tongue along my pussy, while his other battle-brother spreads my legs and the third pinches and plays with my trembling body.

Otho finally releases my nipples for a moment – ripping open my dress, tearing my last shreds of modesty away at the same time as the thin fabric. As the material rips, Otho exposes my breasts – flushed, and full, and aching to be touched again.

When his hands find my naked nipples once more, sensation like I’d never thought possible floods through my body. I’m completelycontrolledby these three warriors. I can’t move even an inch, sandwiched as I am between these three massive warriors.

I don’t want to move, though. Iwantto be right here. I surrender into the moment; running my hands through Brennan’s thick mane of hair as he tastes and devours me. Brennan’s tongue is so big and thick as he runs it slowly up and down the length of my slit. I can tell with a shudder that he’s loving the taste of my arousal – feasting on it like nectar.

Lazar runs his fingers up my body and places his hand beneath my chin. Those big fingers force my gaze upward – away from the Aurelian lapping between my thighs. Lazar makes me meet his hard, slate-grey eyes and I’m immediately intimidated and aroused. I canseethe heat in them.

He then kisses me with hunger, all while his battle brother laps at me intently. Brennan’s no longer tasting me. He’s flicking his tongue up and down against my clit, sending electric shocks through me like a master musician playing an instrument.

I fight against the pleasure, but it’s too much to handle. I’m overwhelmed as I’m crushed in by these three, powerful men – all at the same time.

“Let go,” Otho whispers in my ear, and I canfeelhis voice just as much as I hear it.

I try to do as he urges – to let go, and force myself to stop clinging to my own anxiety. I let myself fall into the ecstasy of these three alien warriors. Brennan is such an expert with that tongue – or maybe he could be doinganythingto me, and his own perfection would make it feel this incredible simply because he turns me on so much.

The waves of my orgasm build and build inside me, and within seconds I’m panting. That’s when that huge tongue sharpens to a point and finds my sensitive, throbbing clit.

Lazar breaks off the kiss the moment it does – his lips finding my neck instead. I’m overwhelmed with pleasure and I moan out hotly. I can’t believe what’s happening!

Just days earlier, I was absolutely innocent. This exact situation was my deepest, most shameful fantasy. Now, it’s real – and I feel so tiny as I’m surrounded by these three, alpha men.

I can’t help it. I can’t stop myself from cumming – experiencing my first true orgasm with a man. I cry out as Brennan flicks that expert tongue up and down against my clit; coaxing me to lose my mind from pleasure.

My moans of arousal sound so fucking slutty, but I don’t care. All I care about is the most powerful orgasm of my life melting away the last vestiges of my rational mind.

I bite my lip, trying to stop the gasps and groans pouring from my lips – but it’s like I’m possessed. At the peak of my pleasure, Otho pinches my nipples again –hardbetween those huge fingers, until pain and pleasure mix together and transport me to new heights of lust I never knew were even possible.

And yet, Brennan won’t stop. I can feel the cruelty in him as he laps at my over-sensitive clit – torturing me in the most delicious way possible. I try to push his head away as the sensations become unbearably strong – until the pleasure is so powerful ithurts.

However, I might as well be trying to push away a truck. Brennan is as solid and immovable as the statue he resembles.

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