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trembling against her. This strong warrior who could take what he wanted at any time trembled at her touch. She felt the power in him and reveled in the fact that he kept it in check with her.
    Drew moved behind her and his lips moved from her shoulders down her spine to the small of her back. He dipped lower and she felt his tongue explore the flesh of her buttocks just above the water. He lapped at them and then nipped her with his teeth, causing her to clench her thighs around Sorran’s waist. She broke from his lips and latched onto his shoulder with her teeth, gripping the strong flesh and sucking at it. He cried out and bucked against her and she felt the first drops of fluid leak from his jutting cock to coat them both.
    “Take me,” she moaned. “Claim me now and make me yours.”
    “And me yours, little warrior,” Sorran whispered.
    Hands pulled the band from her hair, Drew’s hands. He untied the braid and used his fingers to free the lush tresses.
    “Such fiery hair,” Drew said as he held the locks in his hands. “Such fire and passion reflects here. A true shining glory. You are more beautiful than any sunset I have ever seen. I do not feel worthy of such beauty. But I cannot stop myself from wanting you, from needing you. I want to be the very air you breathe.”
    Drew eased from the water as Sorran continued to hold her in his strong grip. She watched with hooded eyes as Drew spread the blankets and made a bed for them. The bed where she would become a warrior’s woman. She undulated against Sorran again and felt his response in the pulse of more fluid from his penis, heard it in the catch of his breath.
    Drew turned back to face them and she shook off the languor of passion to focus on the beauty of the naked man before her. He was big and strong and she knew that he would always protect her. His cock jutted from him hard and thick, reaching upward toward his belly. His palm closed around the turgid flesh and he stroked it as she watched.
    “Do you like the look of my cock, little warrior?” he asked her with a smile tugging his lips. His hand looked so comfortable there and she guessed he must do that a lot.
    She nodded her head and licked her suddenly dry lips. Groans filled the air at her unconscious act of seduction.
    Sorran eased from the water with her still wrapped around him and walked toward Drew and the pallet that awaited them.
    “Who?” she tried to ask but as the moment finally came upon her she found that she had very little moisture left in her mouth. Maybe she was still a little scared after all. Fear of the unknown.
    “Which of us will claim you first?” Drew asked. “I believe it will be Sorran . He has a way about him that tends to soothe, a gentleness that I fear I may not be able to utilize when first I feel your sweet pussy clasping my cock.”
    She reveled in his words, enjoying the dirty words that warriors used. She had spent as much time spying on her cousins as they had spent watching over her. These were words that she was more than familiar with. “You mean to fuck me and not make love to me?” she queried.
    Drew grinned at her and Sorran chuckled as he lowered her to her back on the pallet, using his knees to spread her wide before him.
    “I mean to make love to you with a passion uncontrolled. More than fucking, more than a mere mating. I mean to claim you, every inch of you. To brand you with my very essence long before you wear our mark on your belly.”
    “Yes,” she breathed and arched into Sorran as he bent over her and licked and sucked at her breasts.
    It amazed her how the two men switched in and out of roles so easily. Where Drew had been the gentler of the two earlier now it was Sorran who gentled her under his touch while Drew looked on with fire in his eyes. She would eventually know both sides of passion with both men—the gentle lover as well as the conqueror. And she would relish them both she was sure.
    “Close your eyes now, little