The next morning...

Luna' s POV

I hadn't slept so good in so long time, I almost forgot what it felt like. Sighing I tossed and turned around in my bed. The bright sun still managed to make it way through the stormy snow somehow. With the light staining my face, I faced the wall with a groan trying so hard to fall back asleep, yet failing.

Letting out a sigh as I sat with a roll of my eyes, looking around my room. Stretching my arms above my head I sat up, making my way towards the window. I noted how windy it was still, last night storm was no joke.

And neither were they...

My thoughts filled with last night, with my two witchers. Lambert and Eskel could've easily ravished me last night, but they didn't. I mean, was I really about to have sex with two men based on what they say about us together.

I mean, maybe, but I never been with anyone before. And I'm not stupid, I know what it takes to please men. But I haven't found anyone worthy to my standards.

But like a bitch in heat I was literally shaking around them, I think my body knows something I don't.

It was like a switch went off in me, it felt almost primal knowing I could get so worked up by them so easily. My skin prickled with hot pinches up my legs, traveling to my aching core. I pinched my inner thighs together to get rid of the sensation. I shuddered, that's not the first time that happened. I have to chill out, almost feel like I can't keep it in my pants around them. And it doesn't help with the eyes they give me, the knowing stares. I'm prey to them, a chase.

So along the way I was right, but I was very off..

I quickly dressed back in my outfit that Triss gave to me, I fixed my hair in a low bun with a few loose locs falling out around my face. As I opened the door, I noticed the food tray that was left in front on it.

'Oh right, Vessimer brought dinner last night, so sweet, I had to have fallen asleep before I could answer the door'. I smiled and brought the food in, no use to wasting good food; I'll just save it for later.

I stepped back out the door when I heard a loud crash from the room above me up the stairs, along my corridor.

Then soon followed a shout, "Damn".

I held the wall as I walked slowly up the stairs, following the commotion to who I can only assume to be Geralt's voice. Coming up to the peak above the room, I noticed him in the corner of the room facing away from me.

"Hey it's me", coming past the short wall, I made my way into his room. I stood near the entrance as my eyes wondered around his spacious, mhm, very spacious room.

Hell maybe I might be able to convince him to switch with me, if, if he switches with me. I doubt it though, knowing him he'll laugh in my face for asking. I snickered to myself as I made my way in the middle of the room.

Taking a good look around I noticed he had a bed in the far right corner, along with his swords and belts next to his bedside. Geralt of course, had bookshelves full of books. Defiantly filled with potions and monsters most likely, and of course a huge circle barreled tub that seemed quite steamy. He must've just gotten out bit to long ago.

I finally turned my eyes again to the Witcher who stood next to his books still ignoring me. I let out a annoyed sigh and tried again, "Are you okay, I heard yelling?"

He only sneered at me, "Listen I'm not in the mood go and find Eskel".

So he did hear me the first time, that asshole..

Still facing his bookshelf, his head deep into a book in his hands. With his bare back still facing me, my eyes lowly drifted to his loose pants, or in his case trousers that hung dangerously low on his hips. My eyes followed the trail to his bare back, that were stained in scratches and bruises from his years of training and mister hunting. For such a dick, he was still hot. I slightly shook my head, but he still is a dick.

I rolled my eyes at him, "Listen I don't know what your problem is, but I'm still learning how to adjust to be your brothers mate, I can't help how I feel around them".

He turned to me, starring at me sizing me up and down then turning back around.

"So they told you huh?"

I looked at him curiously, "Yes they told me, I knew from the beginning something wasn't right".

His back still faced away from me, as he leaned over slightly shaking his head.

"So your okay with being tied to men you've only just met?"

I rubbed my arm, not the conversation I came up here to have but okay..

"Well I can see what you mean, but it's not like that Geralt".

I was sure that I'm going to live my days here, I might never go home but that's okay. I could build a whole new life here, start over. And I'm not complaining about my mates being the two sexy Witcher men.

He laughed lowly turning to me, throwing his book on the nearby table that followed with a loud thud. I quickly looked down not meeting his glaring eyes. But I wasn't looking down because he was glaring at me.

It's because he's shirtless..

And I don't want to stare at my mates brother so carelessly, no matter how sexy he is. Gosh first hot, now sexy! I have to get out of here..

Is it because that's he's the Geralt or is it because I'm not used to my favorite Witcher being so personal this close.

He starred at me still while I argued with my self in my head, quickly trying to think of an excuse.

"Well it's been great being interrogated but I'm hungry soo..". My voice trailed off as Geralt was now making his way over to me.

I backed up as he pursued me swiftly into the corner next to the window.

I looked at him, meeting his eyes. His body was nearly flush with mine. My tits pushing into his bare chest. Somewhere in my mind I knew this was wrong, but it felt so right. Not having bras anymore almost makes this all worth it.

"Your in my way Geralt, move. I'm clearly trying to leave, why stop me? ", I stuttered out softly.

He starred at me without saying a word, his eyes starring at my lips.

"Do you have any idea what your doing? The games your playing with my brothers ?"

His soft chuckle sounded like bells, as his hand softly caressed my face. His thumb dragging across my lips lingering with his touch.

"The game your playing with me?"

He pushed me closer on the brick wall behind me, his body diving deeper onto mine. Rubbing sinfully into my heated core.

I starred at him baffled, I never seen a side of Geralt like this before. I felt weak, defenseless as my body nearly collapse in his.

I cleared my throat, "This isn't a game Geralt, and please move this is inappropriate, you said it yourself I'm your brothers mate".

I can't seem to pull my self away from him, it felt like my mind and body was in a trance of it own. My body was vibrating almost with euphoria as he touched me so carelessly around my neck, drifting his fingers around my neck as he wrapped his hand fully around my neck with a vice grip, forcing my face to his.

Geralt nodded in a slight groan that escaped his lips, leaning in closer to me he looked into my eyes, having my now full attention.

"You haven't been playing with me huh? The way your eyes stare at me when you think I'm not looking. But I'm always looking at you, how can I not keep my eyes off of you. And the way you parade yourself around me and my brothers?".

One of his hands traveled to my hips rubbing small but rough circles, I soon let out an inaudible groan as he made his way a little lower. I'm sure that he still heard it being so close to me. My response only egged him on, as he trailed one of his hands to cup my ass, following a slight moan from me.

Geralt then quickly flipped me around, my chest pressed into the brick wall, with Geralt firmly behind me. He brought my arms behind my back as he held me still with one hand, and as the other trailed over my body again. Grazing his finger against my nipple with a flick, I leaned back in pleasure. I then felt his thick shaft that stood tall and hard, rubbing slightly between my cheeks on my pants. I tried not to moan as he began to slide his dick up and down between my ass.

"Mhm you don't have anything to say Princess?".

I nodded my head disorient to his words, as my world began to fill with the pleasure that felt so intense with him. The vibration and pinches returned setting my very being on fire. It felt so hot with every touch.

"Please Geralt..", I trailed.

"And the way you say my name from that pretty mouth of yours, you wanted me all along didn't you, that's why you came up here didn't you"?.

I know that he was accusing me but the way I'm feeling with him feels different then before. His scent was overwhelming with cinnamon, and his every touch was driving me crazy.

Without waiting on a reply Geralt questioned me again.

"Want me to make you feel good angel?".

I nodded my head eagerly for a release. He quickly undid my belt, my pants falling on the floor with a thud. Geralt did the same for himself as he undid his laces pulling his pants down slightly to sprang free his painful erection, I turned my head to see him in his glory. His head was leaking with pre-cum, and his width looked as big as my wrist, his length was about 7 or 8 inches, and his shape had a slight curve up. My face must have said it all, because he soon reassured me.

"Don't worry Princess, I won't be putting it in, yet".

Then with a free hand Geralt reached around my front to slightly stroke my clit, using his two digits to rub small circles. I released a moan that felt deep in my chest, I arched my ass towards him more. He only chuckled as he soon pull back from his ministrations and popped his two fingers that were rubbing me in his mouth. He sucked his fingers clean as he gave out a hard groan of approval.

"Fuck Luna you taste so good baby".

I moaned in response to his praise.

He then positioned himself behind me, making me close my thighs together. I felt him slowly pull his hips back to feel his thick cock rail me right on top of my clit over and over again. His pace slow and deep with every thrust, his tip continued to pass my clenching hole rubbing my clit. Continuing his thrust, he soon began to get rough as he pounded away in between my pussy lips. My moans filled his room, along with his moans in my ear.

"Shush Princess or my brothers will hear us".

My pussy clenched of the sensation of getting caught, I was slick in my juices and the slapping sound didn't help our case either. Geralt pumped furiously onto me as he pulled out and came onto my ass and back with a tight groan. He quickly picked me up and carried me over to the edge of his bed, his knees hitting the floor below me.

"One more taste".

His tongue desperately licked my clit witch desperation, spitting on it, and using his fingers to rub my clit as his tongue licked over my tight hole. I clenched at the foreign sensation.

"Relax baby, let me give this too you".

I tried to relax my body as his tongue went to my clit and flicked it in small circular motions, he began to suck on it letting it go with a pop. He then trailed his tongue down with a long lick back to my clenching hole. Licking around it for a few minutes he finally slipped his wet tongue into my pussy, wasting no time he began to swirl and bob his head in and out my hole with his tongue, while he worked away in small circles with his thumb on my clit.

He lapped me up up and down my clit to my hole, I found my self near the edge very quickly. His hunger for me felt almost insatiable.

"Cum for me Princess".

And on his demand I came in Geralt mouth, as he lapped me up letting me die down from my high.

He stood over me, his eyes brimming more yellow then possible as he starred down at me in a loving hunger, the same way Eskel stares at me..

"Oh my gosh".

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