Trey. “Lie down, boys. Let me take care of you.”
She had gradually learned to take charge and make demands. Her confidence in her ability to give them as much pleasure as they gave her had grown enormously. She pleased them. She made them so very hot, and there was nothing sweeter than that knowledge.
The men lay side by side, and she sat on the cool grass staring, getting her fill of their sexy, hard bodies. “You’re mine,” she said, and even she heard the wonder and gratitude in her voice. “Mine.”
They smiled at her and Trey slid his hand toward Michael, taking the other man’s fingers in his. “Yes, baby. We are.”
“Forever,” Michael said.
It was a routine of sorts with them, and one of which she never tired. Maybe she wouldn’t need such reassurances for long, but it didn’t matter. While she did, they were happy to oblige her.
She knelt between their bodies and put one hand on Michael’s leg and one hand on Trey’s, and inched her way with tormenting slowness up their big thighs. They both groaned, and she couldn’t help but grin.
She did so love having this effect on them.
She stopped with her fingertips just touching their balls, then when she could no longer resist she cupped the heavy sacs and caressed them, squeezing gently.
“So good,” she murmured. Satin skin over iron-hard muscles, perfect shapes and textures that caught her artist’s eye and her woman’s heart and made her shiver with pure delight.
She took two equally impressive erections in her hands and scooted a little farther up so she could bend to take Trey’s cock into her mouth.
His taste was incredible, like something wild and wonderful and smooth, and she moaned as she sucked him. It was as though something inside her craved his taste, craved the feel of him in her mouth just as her pussy craved him there.
At the thought of him thrusting inside her she clenched her thighs and had to force her impatient and greedy self not to lie down and beg them to give her what she wanted.
As they played, the sun dimmed and she looked into the sky to see the moon rise with Trey and Michael. She took her stare off the fat silver orb to watch the men release their wolves for a brief, irresistible moment before they pushed them back inside.
Later, when they lay sated and happy on the cool ground and she was well satisfied, they’d free the beasts to run wild into the night.
“Happily ever after,” she whispered.
“I’m feeling neglected,” Michael said, and hooked his hand around the back of her head to pull her toward his cock.
She grinned. Whimsy later. Right now she was a little busy.
Michael thrust into her mouth as Trey watched, his moans urging her on. She felt Trey take her hand and guide it to his dick as she sucked Michael, and she moved her hand with the same rhythm as her mouth, pleasuring them both.
Both men made her stop at the exact same time. Michael pulled his cock from her mouth and Trey squeezed her hand beneath his, as though if she moved he would lose control and come on the ground.
She sat back, her body heavy with desire. “You both are so close to the edge tonight.”
“You make us that way, Selene.” Trey’s deep voice sent shivers down her spine, and she lost her breath at the promise in his eyes.
“You know what I want, what I like,” she said. “Show me.”
Michael didn’t hesitate. He threw himself at Trey, and they crashed backward to the ground, not even a little restraint in their touches. They could be as rough as they wanted with each other, but she knew they always held back just a little with her.
But maybe that would change someday, when and if they thought she could survive the bite. If Trey would have allowed it, had been a little less afraid of the risks, she would have let him bite her months ago. But he always refused. She could die if she wasn’t strong enough to change.
None of them wanted that. Still … someday, she would become a wolf. She would.
Her
She had gradually learned to take charge and make demands. Her confidence in her ability to give them as much pleasure as they gave her had grown enormously. She pleased them. She made them so very hot, and there was nothing sweeter than that knowledge.
The men lay side by side, and she sat on the cool grass staring, getting her fill of their sexy, hard bodies. “You’re mine,” she said, and even she heard the wonder and gratitude in her voice. “Mine.”
They smiled at her and Trey slid his hand toward Michael, taking the other man’s fingers in his. “Yes, baby. We are.”
“Forever,” Michael said.
It was a routine of sorts with them, and one of which she never tired. Maybe she wouldn’t need such reassurances for long, but it didn’t matter. While she did, they were happy to oblige her.
She knelt between their bodies and put one hand on Michael’s leg and one hand on Trey’s, and inched her way with tormenting slowness up their big thighs. They both groaned, and she couldn’t help but grin.
She did so love having this effect on them.
She stopped with her fingertips just touching their balls, then when she could no longer resist she cupped the heavy sacs and caressed them, squeezing gently.
“So good,” she murmured. Satin skin over iron-hard muscles, perfect shapes and textures that caught her artist’s eye and her woman’s heart and made her shiver with pure delight.
She took two equally impressive erections in her hands and scooted a little farther up so she could bend to take Trey’s cock into her mouth.
His taste was incredible, like something wild and wonderful and smooth, and she moaned as she sucked him. It was as though something inside her craved his taste, craved the feel of him in her mouth just as her pussy craved him there.
At the thought of him thrusting inside her she clenched her thighs and had to force her impatient and greedy self not to lie down and beg them to give her what she wanted.
As they played, the sun dimmed and she looked into the sky to see the moon rise with Trey and Michael. She took her stare off the fat silver orb to watch the men release their wolves for a brief, irresistible moment before they pushed them back inside.
Later, when they lay sated and happy on the cool ground and she was well satisfied, they’d free the beasts to run wild into the night.
“Happily ever after,” she whispered.
“I’m feeling neglected,” Michael said, and hooked his hand around the back of her head to pull her toward his cock.
She grinned. Whimsy later. Right now she was a little busy.
Michael thrust into her mouth as Trey watched, his moans urging her on. She felt Trey take her hand and guide it to his dick as she sucked Michael, and she moved her hand with the same rhythm as her mouth, pleasuring them both.
Both men made her stop at the exact same time. Michael pulled his cock from her mouth and Trey squeezed her hand beneath his, as though if she moved he would lose control and come on the ground.
She sat back, her body heavy with desire. “You both are so close to the edge tonight.”
“You make us that way, Selene.” Trey’s deep voice sent shivers down her spine, and she lost her breath at the promise in his eyes.
“You know what I want, what I like,” she said. “Show me.”
Michael didn’t hesitate. He threw himself at Trey, and they crashed backward to the ground, not even a little restraint in their touches. They could be as rough as they wanted with each other, but she knew they always held back just a little with her.
But maybe that would change someday, when and if they thought she could survive the bite. If Trey would have allowed it, had been a little less afraid of the risks, she would have let him bite her months ago. But he always refused. She could die if she wasn’t strong enough to change.
None of them wanted that. Still … someday, she would become a wolf. She would.
Her
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