My sensual criminals
Rescued from darkness

Suddenly I'm alone, crouched against the headboard, trembling. My chest begins to heave as a million emotions rush over me. What happened? Trembling and trying not to cry, I rush to pick up my dress from the floor and put it back on. The door has been left open, but I hear nothing coming from the common room except some raised voice. Just as I'm about to poke my head around the corner to see if I can see down the hallway, I hear about two dozen more male voices join the fray, and everything becomes a shuddering commotion. The walls shake. There are howls of horror, fear and pain, and instinctively, I step back and close the door behind me. My God, maybe I was wrong to come and live here. This is not a safe place for a pregnant woman, let alone a baby. I'll have to talk to Jack and James to see if we can hide separately somewhere else.

But just as I think this, I hear footsteps outside and the door opens. I freeze, tense up and prepare to defend myself. But when the door opens, I see it's Jack and James. They are alone, thank God. They slam the door shut with satisfaction and close it tightly before turning back to me.

My two lovers are breathing heavily and their faces have sinister expressions. They have cuts and bruises, torn shirts and are practically vibrating with adrenaline. They clench their jaws, their tense muscles emanating fierce energy and violent lust.

I am filled with worry and fear, but also need. After all, they are my warriors and, after a battle, they need pussy, food and care, in that order. I feel my body respond to their pheromones; my heart races, my skin flushes, my huge tits swell with lust and my pussy swells. I part my lips and gaze adoringly at them.

"Are you okay, princess?" snores Jack between clenched teeth. He's barely able to utter the words.

"I am," I whisper hoarsely, nodding. And it's true. Any fear or remorse I might have felt vanishes like nothing, and I'm left vibrating with need for them. But also curious as to what the hell just happened.

"You look awful, what happened? I ask softly.

The brothers look at each other.

"I think it's safe to say..." growls James between gritted teeth.

"That we've talked enough for tonight," Jack continues. And I know it's safe. We've dealt with whatever happened, and it's been a mess, but it's over now. I know they'll tell me all about it when we can finally enjoy our bodies. I am so needy for them that I notice how a drop of juice slides down my thigh.

Seeing that I am content with this response for the moment, they stop holding back. With long strides and heavy boots, the brothers come for me, their huge hard cocks marked on their pants, their strong arms ready to embrace me, their full lips for me to kiss and lick, and their bodies ready to satisfy me in every possible way. I want them to possess me, and I can't wait to get started.

JACK

My face hurts and my knuckles ache, but I'll be damned if we're going to keep talking tonight. I had been frustrated earlier, trying to make love to our little princess but failing because we had to talk. That's okay, because it had to happen, and it turned out that Ariana also had amazing news to share with us.

But what happened next had not only stoked the fire of my frustration; it had been like throwing a Molotov bomb on an inferno that was already burning. The betrayal of our bloody crew was unbelievable. No, I can't think about it, not now that it's finally over, and James and I can finally be with our goddess. I've been shaking with rage, adrenaline and excitement, and now, my needs have surfaced.

It's also in James. I notice. Our beautiful girl is standing in the middle of the room, trembling and looking at us. She's been through a lot tonight: she ran away from her parents' house, helped us rob them, and then came here only to be almost raped when we were supposed to be protecting her. It's too much for me to think about right now. The time will come for me to apologize to her and promise her that something like that will never happen again. But now we have to make love to her; we have to make it up to Ariana, and not in the perverted and rough way we've been doing it so far. It is clear that this time we all need something different.

When Ariana inhales, we descend on her like predators. James and I press her curves against us as she shivers and murmurs. Our hands ruffle her hair, caress her face, her tits, and wrap around her waist. We kiss her in turn, feeling her hot breath against our mouths, not knowing where she ends and we begin, not knowing which hands are mine and which are James's. At last we are together in such a pleasurable way. No more secrets or darkness: neither for her nor for us. "Ariana, "I moan into her mouth as her hand caresses my bulge. "We won't let anything like this happen again." She moans, shuddering. James' hand goes to the back of her neck and he clenches his fist, pulling her away from my kiss and closer to his face so he can emphasize what I'm trying to say. The movement parts her lips and forces her eyes open as he stares at her, his blue eyes sparkling.

"We promise," he growls and kisses her deeply and meaningfully, pulling her head to his with his fist in her hair. Together, we lift her in our arms like the little princess she is. She gasps, not expecting it. But she doesn't have time to protest or ask us what we're doing. We breathe hard, our cocks jerk inside our pants as our hearts hammer. Adrenaline rushes through our veins, and all we can think to do is join that curvaceous body before unloading the proof of our love on her sweetness.

We lay her down on the bed as gently as we can in our state of urgency and arousal, and take off our shirts, exposing marked abs, hard breasts and rippling shoulders. It is she who approaches the rock-hard contours of our cocks in our pants, wanting it. I approach her and remove her dress, exposing her perfect body. Her curly brown hair falls over her bare shoulders and tits in such a natural way that I feel like I'm in another world. She gazes at us through the strands of her brown hair, which glow a golden hue in the candlelight.

Unable to contain myself, I lunge forward to pull his soft body against me and kiss his perfect mouth. James is at her feet, kissing her legs as he gently spreads them apart.

"You're not of this world, are you?" I growl into her mouth as I sweetly devour her. "You are a goddess, a princess, a true nymph," I growl, as I cup her breasts with my hands and squeeze them sensuously. Her tits jiggle against my chest in response, and now she has her buttocks raised as my brother kneels behind her.

"You're ours, aren't you, Ariana?" growls James as he leans down so that his cock presses against her pussy.

"Yes," she moans. "Yes, I'm yours."

That's it. At that moment, James thrusts into her wetness as her mouth opens in a sigh of pleasure.

"Say my name," my brother moans. "Say you want me."

"James," she moans in a whisper. "Oh God, I want you." He fucks her harder so her tits jiggle against my torso. He moans, closes his eyes and kisses her soft back before pulling her down on the bed with him. I help her move so she and James are face to face before my brother penetrates her wet pussy again. Her brown eyes widen, then dissolve in ecstasy as she accepts him fully.

"Oh, James," moans Ariana, shaking her head like a filly in heat. "That feels so good."

My brother grunts, pumping hard inside her pussy as I go down to snuggle against her back. Her ass is in my lap against my rock-hard cock, and our legs tangle as I spread her soft buttocks apart and push the head of my cock between them. The tight little star of her asshole winks a little in surprise, but it doesn't matter. I push my cock slowly into her as she gasps; each thrust from James sinks her luscious peach deeper onto my cock, like the perfect counterpoint.

But the thing is not easy. Ariana is small down here, and I have to strain to get into that tight ass hole. Her ass squeezes my cock hard as she milks me, but for the first time in my life, I don't mind my orgasm.