Dark Ranger Gangbang: Chapter 3 (Patreon)

Jaina’s hands roamed everywhere, grasping any part of Sylvanas she could reach. Whether it was cold steel or cold skin, she didn’t care. It burned like ice wherever Sylvanas touched her searing flesh, both agony and ecstasy.

Sylvanas peered down at her with half-lidded eyes. They shone a soft silver, a color Jaina associated with affection. “Relax, kim falo’ban. You have my permission to come now. In fact, I order you to come once I’m inside you.”

Jaina gave a broken groan even before Sylvanas’ cock lined up with her entrance. The invisible restraints that had shackled her dissolved as Sylvanas’ thick scent filled her nose. Firm hands grasped her legs, spreading them further apart.

Sylvanas had no trouble pushing in. Velonara and Kalira had left her a slippery mess. Sylvanas gave a soft hitch of breath as her cockhead sank inside. Her ears flattened closer to her head, but otherwise, she gave no sign of coming quickly. She buried herself with only a few slow thrusts.

Jaina tried to wrap her legs around Sylvanas’ waist, desperate to keep her inside, but Sylvanas lifted them instead. She placed Jaina’s heels on her shoulders, pressing her legs back into her chest. Her full lips pulled into a knowing smirk as she began to thrust.

The first stroke left Jaina reeling. She tangled one of her hands in Sylvanas’ loose blonde hair while the other gripped a spiked pauldron. The second thrust sent her sailing out into what felt like open air. Her eyes screwed shut and her mouth fell open in a silent scream. She floated, trembling and taut, holding her breath as she waited for the inevitable fall

Another stroke and she was there, shouting Sylvanas’ name as a surge of flame consumed her. Pinned between Sylvanas’ cold, hard body and the floor, Jaina could only melt further into the puddle she’d already left on the rug. She clenched and squeezed around Sylvanas’ cock, which hit the swollen spot along her front wall with unerring accuracy.

Sylvanas murmured in Jaina’s ear, honeyed words that her mind was too hazy to understand. But she knew praise when she heard it. An open-mouthed smile spread across her face. She rolled her hips, riding her release for every ounce of pleasure she could take.

As the powerful ripples dulled to twitching aftershocks, Jaina remembered how to breathe. She gulped for air to soothe the burn in her lungs, but the feverish shudders didn’t stop. Neither did Sylvanas. She pulled Jaina’s legs further over her shoulders, up to the calf, and began thrusting faster without missing a beat.

Jaina screamed. She fisted a silky lock of Sylvanas’ hair and tightened her grip on the pauldron, needing some sort of anchor. She resumed rolling her hips, attempting to keep up with Sylvanas, but there was little need. Sylvanas knew precisely how to fuck her, how to exploit her every weakness.

One orgasm wasn’t enough. The release she’d longed for all evening was over, but the blaze of her heat burned brighter than before. She flew toward another peak at a speed she couldn’t hope to control.

Then Sylvanas stopped. Jaina keened, bucking uselessly beneath her hard, lean body. She remained soft and compliant as Sylvanas changed position, rolling them over so she was on top.

Jaina needed no encouragement to begin riding. Sweat sprouted on her skin as she rose and fell, shivering each time Sylvanas bottomed out inside her.

“Anya,” Sylvanas said, looking past Jaina’s shoulder. “Behind her.” Her silver eyes settled back on Jaina, narrowed like those of a ravenous nightsaber. “One cock isn’t enough for you tonight, is it?”

Incapable of words, Jaina moaned her agreement. She hadn’t noticed Anya accompanying Sylvanas into the room, but she was more than happy when the ranger knelt behind her and began kneading her ass. As Anya encouraged her to keep rocking atop Sylvanas, Jaina felt the heat of a hungry stare between her legs. Anya was enjoying the show.

“Kalira,” Sylvanas said, her gaze flicking left. “Her dress.”

Jaina’s pleased moans became a surprised squeal as the laces of her corset split down the back. She blinked the crimson blur from her vision and noticed Kalira kneeling beside her, holding a sharp dagger and wearing a satisfied smile. She’d used it so deftly that Jaina hadn’t even felt a whisper of the blade.

She couldn’t summon any anger about her ruined clothes. Though it was a nearly impossible trial of patience, she stopped rocking long enough for Kalira to remove her corset and finish cutting her dress off. Kalira peeled away the ruined pieces, leaving Jaina completely naked.

Jaina hissed as Anya’s tongue swept along her neck, leaving a wet trail. Before she could recover from that, something cool and slick pulled at her nipple. Sylvanas had propped herself up, drawing the tip of Jaina’s breast between her lips. She maintained eye contact as she sucked, an unblinking stare that left Jaina feeling even more exposed than her nakedness.

“Fingers first,” Sylvanas told Anya.

Anya’s fingers dragged along Jaina’s slippery thighs, gathering most of the sticky mess. When they pressed against her rear entrance, Jaina stiffened but felt no discomfort. Her heat usually dulled the edge of pain an abrupt entry could cause, but as usual, Anya was slow and gentle. All she felt was pleasurable pressure.

It took an embarrassingly short time for Anya to slide a second finger in her ass, then a third. Pinned between the two alphas and caught in the grip of her heat, Jaina’s body didn’t need any help to relax and submit. She gave a stifled whine as Anya’s cock replaced the fingers and nudged her entrance, but she blossomed open easily.

Being doubly full, stretched tight around two thick cocks, was enough to push Jaina over the edge. She came as soon as Anya slid inside, pulsing wildly around both shafts. She spilled onto the hard muscles of Sylvanas’ abdomen, making the strip of purple skin and the shiny plate above gleam in the low light.

Anya grunted quietly against Jaina’s throat, but Sylvanas barely twitched. Her mouth stayed latched onto Jaina’s nipple, but she brought one hand down from Jaina’s waist to toy with her clit, spreading slickness over and around the stiff bud.

Jaina released what could only be described as a banshee’s wail of her own as Sylvanas and Anya moved within her. First, Anya’s thrusts inside her ass pushed her forward and up, lifting her off Sylvanas’ cock. When Anya withdrew, she sank back down, stretched all over again in an entirely different way. It was a torturous back and forth, a tug-of-war between emptiness and fullness.

Sylvanas bit down on Jaina’s nipple, then released it to suck the other. After a rough swipe of her tongue, she paused to give Anya further instructions. “You knot first. Stay inside. She should find it easier.”

The mere suggestion of being doubly knotted, filled to her absolute limit, almost made Jaina come a third time. She quivered, dragging her nails along Sylvanas’ armor, but some part of her knew that if she waited another minute, her next release would be even more powerful.

Her head hung forward, sweat-damp strands of hair clinging to her face as Anya’s thrusts slowed. Somehow, she managed to remain still atop Sylvanas as the base of Anya’s cock swelled inside her. It helped that Anya was already buried to the hilt. Instead of pushing past her entrance, the growing knot simply stretched her inner walls, nestling into its snug home.

Jaina returned to the dazed, floating state of awareness, where she could only focus on one sensation at a time. Full. She was so fucking full, clinging to Anya’s cock so tight that she felt every faint pulse that shivered along its length.

Then Sylvanas took her turn. Her knot started outside, half-formed at first, but inflating rapidly. She fucked in and out a few times, teasing Jaina’s entrance, causing her to clutch and squeeze at the broadest part before it popped into place. It finished swelling inside her, applying so much pressure that stars flashed across Jaina’s field of vision.

With a sharp tug of Jaina’s nipple and an expert pinch of her clit, Sylvanas sparked her third release. She spiraled into silent shivers, falling to pieces between the two alphas caging her in. Her world went white as Anya’s cock gave a jolt within her, pounding harder as she squeezed down.

The flood of heat wasn’t a surprise, but it made Jaina’s eyes roll back and her core clench harder. She milked Anya’s cock for all she could, instinctively and then on purpose, desperate for every drop of come. Some primal part of her needed to be filled. Claimed.

Sylvanas released Jaina’s nipple with a wet pop. She lightened her touch, teasing Jaina’s clit with feather-light strokes. She seemed to know that rough stimulation would be too much.

“If my rangers could sire pups,” she whispered against Jaina’s sternum, “no doubt you’d have a full belly by next moon. They’ve filled you to overflowing.” She gave a short thrust of her hips, just enough to shift her knot against Jaina’s front wall. “Fortunately for you, I intend to reserve that privilege for myself.”

Sylvanas came with a quiet grunt, rocking upward only slightly, but the pounding pulses that raced along her length made Jaina’s pussy flutter all over again. She’d thought she was a slave to her heat. She’d thought any alpha would do so long as they fucked and filled her the way she needed.

She’d been wrong.

Stripped down to her most desperate desires, there was something different about Sylvanas fucking her. Sylvanas filling her. Claiming her. Breeding her. If she was the ocean, Sylvanas was her moon, taming her wild waves like the steady pull of the tide.

Jaina sagged forward, spilling more come against Sylvanas' firm abdomen. The heavy spurts in her core continued, filling her to the brim as Anya’s release tapered off. Their knots formed tight seals, forcing her to hold every drop. Even so, Jaina clenched down to keep the alphas precisely where they were. She didn’t want to lose any of their come. Not until they were completely spent.

By the time Sylvanas finished, Jaina’s lower belly carried a noticeable curve. She sighed with relief. Filled to bursting by two knots and several loads of come, the searing agony of her heat became more of a dull ache. Noticeable, but far more manageable. She relaxed her shoulders, letting her chin fall to her chest.

“Well done,” Sylvanas said. She removed her fingers from Jaina’s clit and patted her thigh. “Very well done, darling.”

Jaina struggled to find her voice. “How do you know I obeyed your orders?” she asked Sylvanas with a weak grin.

Sylvanas laughed. “You can’t keep secrets from me. Besides, my rangers tell me everything.”

Jaina blinked. She’d been so wrapped up in Sylvanas and their shared release that she’d almost forgotten Kalira and Velonara were there. She’d even forgotten Anya for a moment, for all the ranger was buried to the hilt in her ass. Her face burned with an embarrassed blush.

“I can confirm that you were very obedient,” Anya said, kissing Jaina’s shoulder. “At least with me.”

“And us,” Velonara said. Jaina didn’t miss the fact that her cock had risen again, straining for attention within the grip of her fist. Gleaming wetness pooled at the tip, making Jaina's mouth water.

Kalira kissed Jaina’s other shoulder. She too was hard again, stroking herself at a leisurely pace. She allowed the tip of her cock to drag against Jaina’s stomach, leaving a shining trail behind. “If you’ll allow a suggestion, Dark Lady… I believe Lady Proudmoore is worthy of additional rewards for good behavior. If that is your will.”

Sylvanas’ ears perked up. “Is that so?” She looked at Jaina. “Do you believe your behavior tonight warrants such generosity?”

Jaina licked her lips. Her mouth had gone dry, but she felt exquisitely slick and sensitive around Sylvanas and Anya’s knots. With a sudden flare, her heat fever returned, causing her to shudder in their arms. “Yes. Absolutely.” Her mind swam with delightful images of Kalira and Velonara driving into her while Anya fucked her throat again.

Sylvanas heaved a playful sigh. “Very well. The three of you are formally invited to my bedchamber for the weekend… so long as you make sure my mate’s heat is thoroughly satisfied.”

“Your will is ours, Dark Lady,” Kalira said, her red eyes twinkling.

“We are yours to command,” Anya added.

Velonara was less deferential. “This is by far the best assignment you’ve ever given me.”

Sylvanas arched a brow. Kalira and Anya’s eyes widened. Even Jaina held her breath until Sylvanas snorted. “Use this one at your discretion,” she said to Jaina. “Should you feel the need to take back some control in the course of your heat, it seems Velonara has volunteered to be your victim.”

This time, Velonara’s eyes widened while the others laughed. Jaina joined in. It was true that her heat called for submission she wouldn’t normally give up easily, but if ravenous hunger overcame her omega nature… well, it seemed she had options. “Shall I teleport us to the bedchamber once I’m, er—free? I can’t possibly return to the ball after this.”

Sylvanas smiled. “By all means. I’ve already made your excuses for you.”

Jaina rolled her eyes. “Of course you did.” She had a sneaking suspicion that Sylvanas had planned every detail of the evening down to where and how the dark rangers would fuck her. Not that she minded. She’d gotten everything she wanted, with a great deal more to come.