him.
“Jesus!” Neck straining from the strength it took for him to come, Sam gripped her hips tightly and held on. The very idea that he was pumping his seed into his other mate sent a sharp stab of possessiveness through him. She was theirs, and he was marking her. Once Alric had marked her as well every wolf would know that she was cherished and protected. No one would be able to take her away from them. No one.
Alric helped Dalia lay beside Sam, both of them exhausted but with a post-euphoric high lingering around them. He was so hard the pressure in his balls was near to bursting. He took his shaft in hand and started moving his palm up and down.
Their eyes were closed, their breathing haggard. He could smell Dalia’s saccharine pussy and Sam’s cum. “Baby.” His voice sounded guttural even to him, but when she looked at him and smiled, something inside him melted. “I need you.” Sam ran his hand up Alric’s leg and he felt his cock stiffen even more. Despite the fact that he knew Sam could get another erection at the drop of a hat, this moment was for Alric and Dalia. Sam leaned on his side and kissed Dalia’s temple. The gesture was sweet and exactly what he’d expected from his mate. Sam knew how to soothe, and at times Alric found himself lacking. But now there was Dalia, and he wanted to be as gentle as Sam, wanted to show her that he had as much softness inside him.
“Alric.” The sweet sound of her voice clenched his heart. Warmth spread through him at the sound of her sweet voice. Sam moved to the side and Alric positioned his back to his chest. Dalia immediately curled into him and he wrapped his arm around her slender shoulders. The smell of her had him closing his eyes and smiling. Sam’s scent also surrounded her, and that fact alone had his shaft harder than he had ever remembered.
“I want to feel you inside me,” she whispered against his chest.
“Damn, baby, I want that too, but maybe we should just wait. I know you have to be sore.” He wanted her badly, but he didn’t want to be with her if she was in pain. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her even more. Sam continued to run the pads of his fingers along his side and he felt the stiffening of his dick against his ass. He pressed back, tempting him to act on what they both wanted.
“I want you, Alric.” She lifted her head from his chest and looked at him. The need coming from her was tangible.
When their mouths were fused together Alric slid his tongue along hers. The feel of Sam’s hard cock along the crease of his ass spurred him on and he couldn’t wait any longer. He gripped her leg, lifted it and placed it over his thigh. The heat of her cunt was something that had him biting her bottom lip then dragging his tongue along it to soothe the flesh.
“Please…” She sounded desperate for him and he wasn’t going to make them suffer any longer. Sliding his finger along her folds, he felt her slick with a mixture of her arousal and Sam’s cum.
Her hips seemed to curl forward on their own, knowing exactly what he had to offer and seeking it out. He gripped his cock and moved the head along her cleft, teasing her clit then stopping at her pussy. Their kiss broke and he stared into her eyes, wanting to see her face when he took her for the first time. In one swift move he tunnelled into her. He was fast about it, but he made sure to be gentle. Her eyes widened at first then rolled back in her head. She was tight, hot and so fucking wet. He started pulling out and pushing in while he dropped his head and started nibbling at her throat. She gripped his shoulders and dug her nails into his flesh, causing a pleasurable sting of pain. He growled at the feeling, hoping she would hold him harder, dig her nails in farther so she left little crescent moons on his skin.
“Fuck, you feel so good.” He swivelled his hips until he felt the enflamed tissue of her G-spot. He worked his hips, dragging the head of his
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