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I feel more hands touching me and know all three of my Vikings are now surrounding me. Bo’s hands find my breasts again as Ronan lifts me up just a couple of inches until his cock prods me right where I need him most. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I press against his hands, shoving myself down over his hard cock.
“Ronan!” I gasp as his hips surge up, and his cock fills me completely.
“Fuck, you feel better every time,” he groans before he dives in for another kiss. Bo moves his hands down to my ass and starts prepping me to take him back there as I whimper against Ronan.
Hawk takes his place on my breasts, and I pull my mouth from Ronan’s just as Bo starts thrusting his fingers into me. “I can’t… hold it!” I cry out, squeezing my core tight to try to hold back my orgasm.
“Don’t worry,” Ronan whispers, “You will have plenty of orgasms before the day is through. This won’t be your last. Now come for us.”
I scream out as I let go. Ronan keeps a steady rhythm of his hips, prolonging my orgasm as Bo replaces his fingers with his cock, taking advantage of my heightened state of arousal to press in. The effect has me coming a second time, before I’m even done with my first, something I didn't know was possible. Or maybe it’s just one really long one. Either way, I cry out as they start to find their rhythm, thrusting into me.
When it’s finally over, I rest my head on Ronan’s shoulder, expecting them to pull out, but they don’t. They slow their pace, just a little, but the slower, long strokes only feel a little too sensitive for a minute before it starts to build my arousal again.
Knowing that I’m missing something, I lift my head and turn to Hawk. “I want to suck your cock,” I tell him and his eyes widen. “Please,” I say when he looks like he might object.
“Do it,” Ronan tells him, and he quickly stands and holds his thick cock out toward me, pumping it a few times before he steps closer.
I lick his tip and he moves a hand to my hair, gently holding me as I take my time licking him.
The more my own body becomes aroused, the more enthusiastic I become, which in turn, makes me more aroused. It’s like a never-ending cycle of pleasure.
When I sink my mouth over Hawk’s large cock, he groans, his hand tightening slightly in my hair. Soon, he takes control of the motion, holding my head still, while he does the thrusting. It’s extremely intoxicating to be the onegiving him this pleasure, and knowing they’ve never been with anyone but me makes it all that much more riveting.
Bo and Ronan start moving faster as I moan around Hawk, sensing my orgasm rising again. The next few minutes are a blend of moaning, groaning, and desperation as I let them bring me to my release, each of them tumbling over the edge with me and filling me with their seed.
Now I know that their release has the possibility of making me pregnant, it makes me want it even more.
When I finally come down from my high, I find myself lying between my men as I lift my head and look around, finding the dead forest around us now covered in life.
“It worked,” I say in surprise.
“Of course it did,” Bo says before kissing the side of my head. “We never doubted it would.”
“But we’re not done yet,” Ronan tells me. I look at him in question and he gestures somewhere off to the side. “We’ll need to do this at least a few more times to fix the entire dead area.”
“That doesn’t have to happen today,” Hawk adds, almost as if in warning.
Ronan smiles down at me. “No, of course not, but it will be fun to try, don’t you think?”
I grin at him then snuggle into his chest. “So much fun,” I mumble as Hawk presses a kiss to the back of my shoulder. I feel Bo’s hand squeeze my thigh and close my eyes. “But first, just a little nap,” I say before a loud yawn escapes me.
“Sleep, little mate,” Bo says softly. “We’ll all be here when you wake up.”
I sigh in contentment, truly feeling relaxed and safe for the first time in my entire life.
My thoughts move to Izzy, and I hope thatsomehow she knows where I am and how happy I am here. She was much better suited to life off the compound than I was, and I’m sure she can make a great life in that world, even if I will miss her dearly.
When I stepped through that portal, into Dyconia, I thought I was running from my problems and might find a quiet place to hide and live out my life in some semblance of peace. But instead, I landed myself right in the middle of a terrifying game, which could have resulted in a very bad outcome.
There, I met my three Viking warriors. My fated mates. They showed me what love really means, to cherish and protect without expecting anything in return. And that sometimes you have to stand up for what’s right and what you believe in, especially when you have the support of your loved ones behind you.
Just as I have that thought, someone’s large hand gently runs over my ass cheek, making me smile. I guess it’s time for round two.
Epilogue
ARIBELLA
For the hundredth time, I place my palm on the wall, and a shimmering window opens, allowing me to see into Dyconia. But once again, it refuses to show me what I want to see.
