Three Fated Hearts by LNC

~Landon~

I never really thought about being with Adela intimately. I mean, it crossed my mind, but it was always in terms of doing a duty. I would be fulfilling my role in order to get an heir. When I thought about finding my mate, s*x was always more than a duty in my mind. Being close to Tia these few times has blown any thought or fantasy I’ve ever had right out of my mind. Nothing compares in the slightest.

Right now, my beautiful mate is on top of me, kissing my neck up and down. Tia has moved to my marking spot and is going to town. I swear my toes are curling so much that I feel like something is going to break. I wonder if it’s possible to find a release just from someone sucking on your marking spot.

Just when I think I can’t take anymore, Tia starts to move down my chest. She is kissing and licking as she goes. My eyes are squeezed shut tightly, not because anything is wrong, but because I don’t want to finish before things start.

as if I could put a fence together, using myself as a hammer. Crazy image, I know, but I mean every word

I swear I’m going to explode. Her tongue flicks back and forth before finding

hands are gripping the

my body. Her mouth attaches to mine, and our tongues clash. My hands find her a*s, and I grip each one, squeezing every few seconds. My hands travel from her a*s to her breasts. I take one in each hand to squeeze and knead. I can feel Tia’s wetness drop on my torso, and her arousal

anything could feel this way. The warmth, the softness, the tightness around my length, the wetness…….it all just rolls in together, creating an explosion of pleasure. Each push-in makes me shudder, and pulling out is like a build-up. It’s hard to put the pleasure I’m feeling into

that would cause me to erupt

I’m pushing into her, so our bodies are meeting with each thrust. The thrusts become deeper and faster; Tia is hanging onto me, wrapping her legs around my body. We are

lose the feeling that I’m feeling right now. I realize that everything and everything we

harder, and Tia’s grip on my body gets tighter. She is clawing at my back, and I wonder if I would like it if she were to use her actual claws. I thrust even harder, making a clapping sound when our