His Reign (The Opeth Pack Saga Book 1) by Sascha Illyvich

his shirt, he watched Lukina’s mouth attach to one nipple.
    Ilona’s fingers caressed his chest, starting from his neck and running down his stomach before taking his cock in hand again.
    His stomach trembled, tremors racing throughout his body. The pungent scent of both women’s arousal filled his nose, sex heavy in the air.
    She gave him a few pumps. “I want this inside me,” she begged.
    Unable to think, he leaned forward, aching to give her what she wanted.
    Her mouth sealed around his cock, heat engulfing him. Fingers traced patterns over his spine, sending more shivers throughout his body.
    Lukina’s hands caressed his hair, tugging, brushing through his long thick hair. Relaxation set in slowly as desire kicked in full steam.
    Ilona sucked him slowly, her tongue flicking over his head like a candy cane. She drew him in deeper and deeper until she’d sucked him all the way to the hilt. His balls rested heavy on her chin.
    A hand snaked under his cock to caress his shaved balls.
    He groaned, balling his fists in the air.
    Fingernails ran across his sensitive skin.
    His hips jerked forward, his mind barely processed Lukina's fingers holding his sac.
    Lukina took his hands and pulled them behind him.
    Nails dug into his wrists, exiting him further. His balls drew up against his skin.
    Ilona moaned, sending vibrations over his cock and throughout his body.
    “Are you going to let me fuck you?” he groaned through gritted teeth.
    Ilona withdrew his cock from her mouth with a loud pop and laughed. “Of course, but you’ve got to give me something.”
    “I have…nothing to…give…”
    Lukina kissed the top of his shoulders, igniting raging flames of lust inside him. She trailed her lips down his back until she’d reached his spine. Fiery kisses scorched his skin, making him quiver. Ilona’s fingers wrapped around his shaft. She tugged him closer to her, pulling off her top with one hand.
    Sitting before him bare chested, she looked gorgeous. Her hair fell over her shoulders, covering a plump breast. Józsi had a chance to really look at her for the first time in several years; she’d filled out quite nicely—curves, breasts, and hips all to his liking.
    He licked his lips and lowered himself to her.
    Lukina went with him, her mouth still planting burning kisses on his back. Fingers massaged his scalp, easing more tension from him. More aggression dissipated from his being, more worry slipped through his tired mind.
    Ilona reached for his cock as Józsi bunched her skirt up around her waist. She took his cock and placed him just at the center of her pussy.
    “I’m ready,” she mouthed
    Mere millimeters away she still felt so wet, so hot. He couldn’t wait another second. His heart knew what it wanted. His body was eager, hungry. Impaling her with his engorged cock, he growled hoarsely.
    Her cries matched his.
    Two fingers pressed against his mouth. Lukina’s hand, he guessed. Flicking his tongue over the two fingers, he drew them into his mouth.
    Ilona’s pussy was so hot, so velvety smooth. She was the soft sheath to his hard steel cock.
    This felt like home. Not Hungary, not America, but here, between her legs. Surrounded by both lovers, Ilona’s heat alone carried a lot of power. He felt her warmth surround him. He still was missing something mentally.
    With Lukina as the loving third to tie them together, this was truthfully home. But he hadn’t touched her since he’d slid inside Ilona.
    Reaching out for her now, he found a breast and tugged it toward him. Drawing her into his mouth, he sucked on the sensitive flesh, biting down hard.
    Lukina yelped and dug her nails into his flesh.
    He moaned, jerking himself inside Ilona, the sound of skin against skin echoing in the open field.
    Lukina arched her body against his in rhythm with his thrusts into Ilona.
    Ilona’s thighs gripped Józsi’s cock and gave him a squeeze.
    He shuddered above her.
    Two pairs of hands caressed his shoulders. A pair