Becoming Theirs

Author's Note:

This story contains consensual wife sharing, group sex, voyeurism, and emotional intensity between adults. Everyone involved is willing and aware.

If that's not your thing, feel free to skip.

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(Self-edited, all mistakes are mine. English isn't my first language.)

CHAPTER 2 -- THE OFFERING

AMBER

The fire is waiting for me.

So are they.

I walk forward, naked, the dress left behind in the shadows. Sand clings to my calves, my hair flows over my shoulders. My sex still wet from Jaro.

They sit silently. None of them are naked. They weren't waiting as if it were certain. And that touches me. Because maybe they hoped, but they didn't know.

I stop in the center.

Their circle opens for me. No words. Only their eyes. All on me.

I raise my arms. I offer my body to the light.

"Touch me," I say.

My voice cuts through the night. And then, slowly, they begin to move.

ETHAN

They weren't prepared. Not undressed. Not gathered like predators.

They were simply there. Waiting. The fire, the night, the silence.

But when she speaks, when she stretches toward them... something shifts.

The first removes his gloves. Sets them gently on a stone.

The second opens his jacket. The leather creaks. He drops it behind him.

Another rips off his T-shirt, revealing a chest covered in tattoos, a scar on his shoulder.

The youngest stands up, awkward. He pulls off his boots. Then his belt. His jeans fall to his thighs. He's already hard.

And her...

Amber looks at them, one by one, and she helps them.

AMBER

I go to him. He's still wearing his T-shirt. I slide my fingers under it, lift it off. His skin is warm. Rough. My belly flutters.

I place a hand on a bare chest. Another offers me his arm. I kiss it. He exhales. His eyes are fixed, tense, almost uncertain.

I step behind another. I part his jacket. I feel his back under my palms. Broad. Dense. Alive.

I lean in. I kiss his spine. My lips move down, vertebra by vertebra. I reach his lower back. His skin is warm, tight. I go on. My mouth brushes the top of his buttocks. I slide my tongue there. Just a little. He shivers. But says nothing. He offers me his back, whole. And I savor it.

Then I return to the center.

I am surrounded now. Five half-naked men, standing around me. The fire lights their skin. Their hard cocks. Their burning eyes.

I am the only woman. The only source. I raise my arms again.

"Touch me. Really."

ETHAN

They come closer. All of them. Not like dogs in heat. Like disciples. Pilgrims.

They touch, lick, caress. She is everywhere at once.

A mouth on her breast. A hand between her thighs. Fingers in her hair. A tongue on her neck. And she welcomes them. She opens her arms, her belly, her thighs.

Not submissive. Present.

AMBER

I reach for a hard cock. I take it, gently. It twitches. I squeeze. He moans.

Another shows me his chest. I lick it. Slowly. Up to his nipple. I suck it. He exhales a sigh. I caress them. I love them. One by one.

And then he steps forward. His eyes on me. His body tense. Ready.

"Now," I say.

And he understands.

He's there, in front of me.

His bare chest catches the firelight. His arms are powerful, veined, vibrating with need.

His cock is erect, dark, magnificent.

I reach out, grab it at the base. He's hot. He throbs in my palm.

He looks at me without speaking.

I guide him.

I lie down on the blanket.

I spread my legs.

I part my lips.

I invite him.

"Take me. Now."

He leans down. His hand supports my hips.

His tip glides along my sex, explores, grazes, then sinks in. Slowly. Deeply.

I sigh. I drink him in. I let him fill me.

He pushes further. Enters me to the hilt.

And then he growls. Low.

An animal sound.

He's inside me.

ETHAN

I freeze.

Amber is lying down. Legs spread.

Her sex stretched wide.

And that body... that man... inside her.

And she doesn't cry. She smiles.

He takes her.

Not violently. But with weight. Grounded. As if he knows she can take everything.

He thrusts deep, his body heavy against hers, with each motion.

His arms wrap around her.

His mouth seeks her neck, her breasts, her lips. And she gives it all back.

AMBER

He takes me. He moves through me.

Each thrust devours me. My body opens, offers itself, arches.

I arch with each push. I want him whole, want to lose myself in him.

I feel his hands on my breasts, his mouth on my skin, his sweat sliding down my belly.

I moan. Loud. I hold nothing back. They hear me. All of them.

I am their spectacle. Their offering. Their goddess on her back.

I lift my hips. I want more.

He speeds up.

I cling to his arms.

I cry out.

And he cums.

I feel him burst inside me.

I feel him empty, deep.

I lock my legs around his hips, to keep him there, just a little longer.

Then he withdraws. Trembling. Silent.

ETHAN

I see her come.

Not just her body.

All of her surrenders.

And it's beautiful. Brutal. Sacred.

He cums inside her. I see him tense, stiffen, then collapse onto her like a sated beast.

And she...

She keeps him inside.

She holds him with her legs. As if she didn't want to let go.

As if she wanted to keep all of him.

And me...

I'm still hard. And I love her even more.

AMBER

I am open. I am full. And already... another hand rests on my thigh.

I'm still lying down. My sex pulses, filled with cum. My body hums. My skin sticks. But I'm not satisfied. Not yet.

He approaches. The youngest. The one who undressed my hips so gently.

He says nothing. Kneels by my face. His cock is hard, long, nervous, slightly curved.

I lift myself onto one elbow.

I look at him.

And I smile.

"Come..."

He comes closer. I stick out my tongue. I graze his tip with it, and he shudders as if he's already close.

My lips close around him. My breath slows.

He moans instantly.

I take my time. I suck gently at first, then with hunger. I want him to surrender. I want him to cum, as a gift.

He holds my head in his hands. He guides me. I let him.

I feel him swell. I take him to the root. He lets out a muffled cry.

And he cums.

A strong jet in my throat.

I swallow. All of it. To the last drop.

I smile, my mouth still wet with his cum.

He falls back, panting.

And already... another steps forward.

ETHAN

She's on her knees.

Sucking a stranger.

And she radiates.

Her sex glistens with cum. Her mouth drips.

And she is magnificent.

Not ashamed. Not broken.

Whole.

My throat tightens. I'm still hard.

But it's no longer jealousy. It's pride.

She is theirs.

But she's still mine.

AMBER

Still on my knees.

My mouth still tastes his seed. My belly pulses with the memory. But I want more.

Another steps forward. He's older, broader. Silent until now.

He's naked too. His cock stands firm, thick, lightly veined.

I look up at him. He doesn't speak. But his hands tell me everything.

I rise. Slowly. I sit back on my heels.

Then I bring my hands together. And my breasts.

I wrap them around his shaft.

A channel of warm flesh.

And I start to move.

He exhales. A low, raw sound.

My body rocks. My breasts surround him, squeeze him, caress him.

He rests his hands on my shoulders. He doesn't push. He lets me give.

I lean in. Wet the tip with my tongue, just enough to make him shiver.

I feel his tension. His need.

I want to give him a different kind of climax. Not one taken. One received.

An inverted offering.

I press tighter.

I move faster.

He groans. His head falls back.

And he cums.

A thick spray rises and falls onto my throat, my chest, my chin.

I don't move.

I receive.

Then I lift my eyes.

"Thank you..."

He steps back. Quiet. Shaken.

And Jaro rises.

They have all stepped back.

Silence returns. The fire crackles. My skin shines with their pleasure. My thighs are sticky. My breasts wet.

I look at him. My heart pounds.

He hasn't taken anything. Not yet.

He guided. Watched. Protected.

And now... it's his turn.

He walks toward me. Doesn't speak. Places a hand on my neck. It's warm. Solid. Soothing.

"Come," he whispers. I follow him. On all fours.

He sits. Leans back against a flat rock, legs open.

I kneel over him, back to his chest. My pussy dripping. My ass fully exposed.

His hands slide along my flanks. He holds me. Breathes into my neck.

"You know what I'm going to do," he says.

I nod. I'm scared. I'm aroused. I'm burning.

"Say it, Amber."

I close my eyes. His cock presses between my cheeks. Heavy. Slick. Ready.

I try to speak.

"You're going to take me... from behind. In the last place."

"And you want it?"

"Yes..."

"Say it better."

His hand tightens on my waist. I tremble. But I don't pull away.

I open my eyes. Fix the fire in front of me. And I say it.

"Fuck me in the ass, Jaro."

The words crack through the night.

He says nothing.

His hands grab my hips. He positions himself.

He pushes.

Slowly. Terribly slowly.

My body tenses.

I cry out. But I don't stop him. He enters me. Inch by inch.

Where no one has ever been.

My body tightens. Resists. Then yields.

Opens. He fills me. Completely.

I gasp. I shake.

He doesn't move. He wraps around me. Whispers in my ear.

"You're mine now."

I nod.

And he begins to move.

ETHAN

She moans. Not loud. A low, broken sound.

And he fucks her. Not fast. Not rough.

With weight. With presence. With authority.

He's inside her. Where even I never went.

She leans back against him. She accepts. She devours.

And I cry.

Not from jealousy.

From beauty.

AMBER

He takes me.

My body shakes with every thrust.

But my soul... opens like an offering.

I cum.

From the ass.

For the first time.

For him.

And when he cums inside me, I scream. Loud. Long.

He holds me against him. Kisses my hair.

And I am full.

Changed.

ETHAN

They've all gone. The circle is broken.

Amber stays on her knees, naked, trembling, her body covered in their marks, her sex and ass still used.

And she turns to me.

Our eyes meet.

She is sublime. Alive. Undone.

And she looks at me like before. Like I'm still everything. Maybe even more.

She crawls to me. Slowly. I haven't moved. I've waited.

She stops in front of me. Her hands on my thighs.

"It's your turn now," she says.

I look at her. My heart pounds.

"You still want...?"

She nods.

"I want to feel you inside me. Over them. With them. I want you to take me back."

I undress without a word. My cock is hard. Burning.

She lies on her back. Spreads her legs.

And I take her.

Not to possess her. To find her again.

I slide into her. She is hot. Deep. Flooded. And it feels like coming home.

She moans. I moan. We're almost crying.

And I fuck her. Slowly. Tenderly. Entirely. My cum mixes with theirs.

My skin clings to hers.

And when she comes again, it's my name she screams.

AMBER

He's here. At last.

He fucks me without violence.

He fucks me with all the love in the world.

And everything I've just lived... leads me back to him.

I am complete. And so is he.

He stays inside me for a few seconds more. His cock still hard, gently pulsing inside my soaked, used flesh. I hold him there between my thighs without thinking. I want to keep him. Just a little longer.

Then he pulls out. Slowly. I feel him slide from me, followed by a warm, dense flood that spills out immediately.

It's everywhere. On my ass. Between my thighs. Their traces. Their scent. Their seed. My body is dirty. Marked. Celebrated.

Ethan looks at me. He doesn't look away.

He gazes at me like a finished work of art.

I'm still on my knees. Still open. Still offered. I could stay like this all night.

But he helps me up. My legs give out. I lean on him. He holds me.

I'm naked. Thighs glistening. Breasts still stiff. Mouth parted. He covers me with a cloth. Just enough not to shiver.

We leave the fire without a word. The others are already gone.

We walk slowly. My muscles tremble. I feel every drop slipping between my cheeks as I walk.

He opens the tent. Gently pushes me inside.

I fall onto the mattress. He comes in behind me.

I turn. He's still hard.

I smile.

"You want more?"

He doesn't answer.

And this time, it's not to share me.

It's to reclaim me.

All the way.

Just for him.