Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 59320 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 297(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59320 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 297(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
When at last Rolf pulled his hand away, I felt a sense of emptiness wash over me, though it was quickly replaced by a deep sense of fulfillment and satisfaction, my heart galloping as I lay there on the bed.
I rolled my head to the side and looked over at Erik. There was desire in his eyes, and a hint of jealousy as well.
“Well, Erik the Axe?” Rolf said. “Are you not tired of being a bystander?”
Erik’s nostrils flared as he stood up from his seated position beside the bed, his eyes never leaving my body. He slowly undid his pants, revealing his hardened erection beneath. He walked towards us, his stride confident and sure. He climbed onto the bed, positioning himself on the other side of me.
Just as Rolf had done, Erik’s hands gently explored my body, tracing patterns on my skin as if he were trying to remember every inch of me. His touch was tender and loving, and it sent shivers of pleasure coursing through me once again. Rolf’s eyes burned as he took in the sight, caught between anger and need.
Rolf then moved closer to me, his breath warm on my neck as he whispered sweet nothings in my ear, Norse words I didn’t understand but felt. His voice sent another wave of desire coursing through me, and I knew that I wanted him back inside me.
Not with his hands, this time.
As if sensing my desire, Rolf grabbed my waist with his meaty grip and moved me over so I was on my side, facing Erik. My eyes widened from the move and locked onto Erik’s, watching his pupils as they grew larger and larger, expanding like black pools.
Then Rolf grabbed my hips, parted my legs, and I felt the thickness of him push between the back of my thighs. With a slow, gentle thrust, he entered me. Though he was slower this time, my mouth parted with an “Oh,” as he pushed in and Erik swallowed hard. He couldn’t look away from me, and I couldn’t look away from him, watching him so intently as Rolf filled me further and further, the slickness of my earlier desire gliding the way.
As he inhaled sharply through his nose, Erik’s hands now moved to my breasts, his fingers teasing my already hardened nipples. His touch was both tender and rough, a perfect contrast that made my entire body tingle with anticipation. I arched my back once more, inviting him to explore further, wanting, needing both of them.
As Rolf began to move within me, his rhythm in sync with Erik’s touch on my breasts, a wave of pleasure washed over me. It was as if the bond between us three had grown even stronger, the connection between us more intense than ever before.
Erik moved his hand down my body, he gently traced circles around my navel, drawing ever closer to the apex of desire. I bit my lip, trying to stifle the moans that were building up within me. His fingers finally reached their destination, and he began to massage me with a skillful touch that was both expert and tender while Rolf pumped into me from behind.
The pleasure from Erik’s touch was building up inside me, as if a crescendo was being reached with each passing moment. As Rolf continued to thrust within me, I felt as if I were on the edge of something I wouldn’t be able to come back from.
Then, before I could become lost to the madness, Rolf pulled out of me, leaving me empty and bereft. He moved so he was underneath me and then took me by the waist again, placing me so I was on top, straddling him. With a snarl he quickly positioned his cock and pushed my hips down until I was enveloping his thick length, then pulled me forward until my forehead was against his sweaty chest.
I glanced up in time to see a wordless command go from Rolf to Erik.
Erik grunted and then came behind me, the hair of his thighs tickling the backs of mine, his presence looming over me. His hands went down to where I was wet, dripping down Rolf’s cock, and started sliding his fingers against me.
With those fingers drenched in my desire, Erik teased between my bottom cheeks, slowly pressing in a finger until I gasped, all while Rolf continued to thrust inside. Erik then positioned himself closer behind me, his hardened erection pressing against my thigh. He guided himself to my entrance, slowly, ever so slowly, pushing inside me as Rolf continued to move deep within.
I cried out, a mix of pain and pleasure, as Erik entered me in a place I never thought he would, stretching me beyond any fantasy, the way eased by my slick desire.
The sensation was one that was unlike anything I had ever experienced before—it was as if we were becoming one entity, our bodies melding together like a creature of lust. I was so full from both sides that I felt as if my soul was being squeezed.