Page 64 of Bonded By Savages

I put my hands on his hard abs and ride him ferociously, slamming myself down on his rock-hard cock, relishing in the stretching pain of taking the huge alpha. He stares upwards, towards the trillions of stars of the night sky as we’re joined in the sands.

I break.

I thought I could be strong, but I shatter as he enters me fully, his huge balls presses against my ass as I grind against his body. “I love you. Don’t leave me,” I whisper, baring myself to him, unable to lie anymore.

I love them. All of them. The broken, icy auras of the aura, and not just for what they were. I love every tormented piece of them, all the distant, cold, honor bound strength of the avenging warriors.

They’re flawed.

I don’t care.

They’re mine. They’re mine, and I’ll remember them forever. Tears stream down my cheeks as I grind against him, and his purple eyes lock into mine.

“I can’t leave you,” he growls. My eyes go wide as the ice of his aura melts. “I won’t leave you. Ever.” He promises me, his eyes flashing, and he grabs my hips, leaping to his feet while I am still inside of him, lifting me in triumph in front of the crowd.

“She is my Mate!” he roars to the crowd, gripping my hips, lifting me, and slamming me back down on his cock in a brutal movement. I stare into his eyes as he takes me, our auras merging into one, our beings together in this perfect moment.

“Forgive us,”comes Tarak’s voice in my mind, the golden waves of love exploding in his aura as he stares at me from behind, joined with the leader.

“I forgive…ah…you,” I gasp, as Damian snarls, lifting me and impaling me again on his cock. The pain is welcome, the stretching, utter fullness of being taken by the Aurelian warrior. He slides me all the way in, his huge, fat balls pressed against me, and he kisses me, his tongue invading my mouth as his love pours over me.

Tarak is behind me. His huge body presses against me, his spent cock already hardened again as he presses it against my asshole. His Aurelian pre-cum spurts against my tight little hole, and I moan against Damian’s kiss as I realize I am about to be fucked by both men in front of the crowd.

I thought it would be a shameful moment of desecration. Instead I feel honored to have their collar around my throat, their auras in my mind, their being joined to me.

Damian breaks off the kiss, gasping, his cock throbbing inside of me as Tarak slowly slides his dick up my ass. My eyes roll back at the new, dark pleasure. Damian’s gleaming purple eyes glow as he looks straight into mine.

“You promise you’ll stay?” I can barely gasp out the words, my mind lost in the joy and lust.

“I promise,” he growls, and the Bondthrums.He forces an image in my mind. Of my belly swollen up, my breasts huge and leaking milk. The three essences of our being mix together, and I feel them as I first did, when I was living in terrified captivity and only their good kept me from ending it all.

They lost something. They gained me, and I’ve made them whole.

“Oh…fuck,” I gasp, as Tarak fully enters me. I’m stretched to the absolute limit in front of thousands of warriors, and I know the universe is watching this moment, seeing a Bonded Mate giving herself completely to her alphas. I have no shame as I surrender completely. Everything that is me, I give to them, and my arousal and need is magnified a thousand times as I cum harder than ever before. My mind goes blank, and I forget my own name, forget everything but those glowing purple eyes staring into my eyes and promising me eternity.

They fuck me like animals, snarling and growling as they pound me, their bodies in rhythmic unity as they claim me. My pussy contracts and squeezes on his dick, and the desperation to be seeded grows and grows until I need it more than air itself. I raise my head and scream in exultation to the universe, and the two warriors cum at once, roaring in pleasure as they fill me to the brim with hot jets of cum.

The Bond disappears. There’s only the tiniest, dark hint of it, but it’s completely silent as the two men hold me, their huge bodies pressing me together and protecting me.

I know what it means, and they do too, joy washing over me, a joy I could never imagine, magnified in my being and reflected back over and over against their warm, golden auras.

I am with their son.

And the two men will protect me forever.

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Damian

She rests against my chest, the universe in my arms. I kiss her tenderly on her forehead, run my hands through her hair, my softening cock still inside of her. “She is with my son!” I bellow the words up to the stands. There is silence for a long moment.

Then they raise their heads and howl. There have only been a few dozen Bonds resulting in pregnancies over the last thousand years, and every one of them just saw a miracle happen.

Tarak and I pull ourselves from her, and she trembles against our bodies, seed dripping from her and into the thirsting sands as a triad of Priests walk through the main gates. They carry purple pillows. Two of them have bracelets of black and gold, inlaid with Orbs, and the middle has a collar. It seems to suck up the moonlight, glowing. I keep my body between Athena and the Priests, rip off my silver bracelet, and exchange it for the gold.

Then I undo her collar and gently place the golden one around her. I smile, as she is without fear, even in the presence of Priests, knowing no one would dare touch her while I am here. The Priests leave without a word.

I couldn’t leave her. When I imagined her with my son, I threw away my past. I laid Raython to rest in my mind. That brutal warrior will never be avenged by my hand.

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