Their Wife (Reverse Harem)

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Sofia.

Skin to skin.

Body to body.

I was trapped, aroused and diligent in having what I wanted.

Nadei's godlike naked frame was pinning me to Nial's equally delicious front. His lickable pecs were teasing me with how inviting they looked. I shook my head fighting the intention to lick, flick and bite them.

Both of their hard members dug into my lower back and abdomen--Hence the height difference-- stiffening and twitching every time I moved or squirmed as the two beautiful men groaned grounding harder.

Their hands groping and palming my curvaceous chest and bum. Nadei's hand cupped my sex, a low growl rumbling against my back and my eyes shutting close at the soft yet addictive touch.

"She's fucking dripping."

I slouched my head against his shoulder feeling him run his thick fingers over my drenched lower lips.

From my peripheral. Nikolai's tut abs greeted me as he smoothly took his t-shirt off, his muscled arms stretching inwardly, revealing the scars littering his creamy skin. The graceful feline-like action broadened my desire.

And I bit my lip, and trailed my eyes over him while my hands explored his brothers' rippled bodies not resisting the temptation that they were.

My nails scraped their dashboard abs to their strong shoulders evoking moans and grunts that I didn't know how much I needed to hear from their mouths.

Moans that made me ache more and more for them-- their touch, their presence, their fucking eyes that never failed to make me swoon and excite me with the amount of love, need and unwavering lust that I saw in them.

And I would be lying if I haven't been more insistent on showing these men how much I loved them. Yes, I love them and the realization didn't shock me as much as I thought it would.

It hasn't been more than three months with them and I felt like I'd start losing my mind if they had left me. I was too attached now. Too clingy. Gods, if I wasn't getting overly possessive over these hunks but wouldn't have it any other way.

My fingertips leisurely grazed Brown eyes' soft patch of chest hair, absolutely adoring the soft texture of how it felt and moved to trace his tribal inked tattoo on his shoulder reaching his elbow.

My other hand that was on Nadei's hip moved to grasp Nial's strong bicep loving the shudder of lust that shook him.

I couldn't help but wonder if I could get one like him. I liked the idea of having something that would stick with me forever, especially something that clearly had great significance for him to embed into his skin.

"I love them. They're really pretty," he smiled, a hint of possession clear in his eyes. I flushed at what I had said not meaning to let it out. As it was a mere thought.

My hand subconsciously halted on the horizontal and vertical thick lines of ink with wonder and admiration.

He laid his hand where mine was and drew it up to his shoulder leaning down to show me something. I gasped noting a small lotus flower that seemed to be new and was distinctively located on his clavicle and I smiled running my fingertips over it.

"It looks new too." My brows turned up knowingly.

"It is, my love. I got it two days ago." I hummed softly with a small tilt of my lips then craned my neck to meet his unforgivingly gorgeous brown eyes.

"And it's my favorite so far," he kissed my forehead, "it's a symbol of enlightenment, self-regeneration and rebirth. But most importantly, purity." He smiled and I quirked a brow giggling as Nadei's hands tickled my hip.

"I got it because of you," my eyes widened immeasurably and tears started to well. "Your light chased away our darkness, my love, and I couldn't help but want something to remind me of how you constantly lit up our world."

Rendering me speechless was probably these men's favorite thing to do.

I wanted to say so many things but held my tongue not able to mutter a thing. And I relished in the way his words made me feel and how they made my heart swell with tender fondness and care for him and the other two caressing my skin.

The urge to run my tongue over the ravenette's tattooed and  toned arm, uprose but I sufficed with kissing his lips softly fighting back the traitorous saline wanting to escape at the softest blink of my eyes lids.

I wanted to cry from how much that meant to me and wanted to bash my head against a goddamn brick wall because of how sweet him getting a tattoo that reminded him of me was. I so desperately wanted to slap myself in the face for not knowing what to say.

But I Sofia Luna, admittedly, was being a total fucking idiot not able to find a proper reply in return.

However, it seemed that actions spoke louder than the words I wasn't able to say and just hugged the hulking man, hard, pressing a kiss to his clavicle as he moved us to the bed.

He graciously let go of me removing his last piece of clothing to reveal that thick steel rod-like cock that stood hard making me gasp as if it was the first time I saw it. And trust me, it wasn't.

Nadei and Nikolai chuckled stepping closer to us, their own raging cocks standing at full attention and swinging like bats at every step they towards us.

Holy mother of jelly beans.

Do you know when you tell yourself not to think of the color yellow? Or not to stare? Well, I was trying so so fucking hard not to think of the word dicks, and stare at the forenamed appendages ready to plunge and fuck the living daylights out of me.

"Come here," He laid on his back on the awfully large surface stroking his length with a groan.

And shit, if his long shaft didn't look longer from my angle. I gulped feeling my clit pulsate with desire, a wave of my wetness turning to a downpour at the sight of that red tip teasing me, taunting me to lick the thick liquid leaving its slit.

I eagerly perched myself on his hard abdomen as he pulled me to him. Nadei and Nikolai were on each side of the bed. Their warmth surrounded me and fueled the closed room with the scent of pheromones, sex and uncoiled desire.

"Doll," Nial grunted. I moaned feeling Nikolai's teeth pull at my nipple settling on the left side of the bed , "Sit on my dick," I didn't need to be told twice.

Brown eyes' rough and large palms cupped my hips to lower me on his erected member slowly moaning as I took it upon myself to slide the whole estimated nine inches in one go.

"Fuck!" We both moaned at the sensation, my dripping heat clenching around him as I welcomed the feeling of his wide cock stretching my tight canal, his grip on my hips tightened. My knees shook. Heart thumping against my ribcage.

Nial moaned, "Ride your daddy's hard dick, lyubov."

His accented grunts charged the hole between my thighs, sending jolts of electricity to my very stretched core. "Oh gods," I whimpered lifting my hips to meet his again.

He growled slamming my smaller frame with a hard thrust on his thick girth stretching my hole with his restless movements, my boobs jiggled at the rough manhandling. I arched my back feeling his cock hit a better, more satisfactory angle directly sending me to heaven with each rough thrust.

"Такой чертовски маленький."
(So fucking small)

I solely moaned hearing Nikolai's lust-driven silky voice. His utterances foreign sent a wave of craving throughout my body and I was a goner whenever they talked in their language.