ignited the already throbbing itch in her clit, stroked her vaginal canal, and coiled deep in the pit of her gut. She lowered her hand to ease the building pressure.
Jacy grabbed her wrist and pinned it to the bed. He lifted his head and arched one sinful brow over his lust-laden eye.
Shyla gasped for breath, her gaze scouring Jacy’s beautiful body for what she needed, what she wanted more than anything. A primal desire, a feral wildness, claimed her mind, stoking the shadow in the depths of her soul to life. All inhibitions fled her in those precious moments. She wanted Jacy to fuck her like crazy, fuck her until she could no longer feel anything other than pleasure.
“You know, Coal isn’t the only one who can read thoughts,” he rumbled.
Shyla lifted her leg and ripped the towel from his waist with her toes…and stared at the intimidating size of his thick cock. Dark blond hairs nestled around the base of his jutting arousal while the tip of his shaft glistened with pre-cum.
“Sweetness, I’ll fuck you until you’re mindless with pleasure. Trust me. I’ve been waiting for you.”
Her mouth watered. She wanted to taste him. She wanted to drink his salty goodness and relish the idea she produced this desire in a man like Jacy. It didn’t matter she barely knew him. He wrapped her in security she had never known. The playfulness in him acted as a colorful barrier, locking her inside an imaginative world where she existed only with the two most breathtaking men.
Her heart fluttered irregularly, and her stomach fought butterflies. She sat up, her eyes never leaving the wonders of a man so well endowed. She reached out and touched the top of his cock. It twitched beneath her fingers. His flesh might have burned her if fire wasn’t already raging within her body. The velvety softness of something so massive, so hard enticed her. The wild whisper in her soul prodded her to drop and take him into her mouth. His intense gaze challenged her to do otherwise.
Wrapping her hand around his cock, she pulled his hips to her. A low, guttural growl rose in his throat. The sound caressed her desire and a growing instinctual wickedness.
“What is it about you that makes me want to do things I would’ve considered taboo?” she wondered aloud. She drew her thumb over the tip of his wide cock, massaging the pre-cum over his head.
“Your wild heart, Shyla. Your wolf nature is coming out. Abandon everything you learned growing up in the city. This is your home, right here with Coal and myself.” Jacy’s hands cupped her face and turned her to gaze up at him. “You’ll never want to leave us after tonight. If not solely for birthrights, you’ll fall in love with us as quickly as we’re falling for you.”
Despite her doubt in his words, she reveled in the fantastical ideas of falling in love with two men who would love her in return. What would it be like to wake up every morning to find two men beside her? And those two men being Jacy and Coal?
Shyla dipped her head. Jacy’s potent scent—salt and summer heat—burned into her memory, her nose. His was a scent she would never forget. She flicked out her tongue, tasting the salty pre-cum from the tip of his cock, and shivered with delight. Damn, he tasted heavenly. She slid her tongue over the smooth, moist skin of his head. His fingers tightened in her hair, forcing her mouth to take more of his thickness until he shoved his cock to the back of her throat.
The rough motion made her moan.
“Woman, that feels good. Your hot mouth is liquid pleasure beyond imagining. I can’t wait to pound into you,” Jacy said.
Shyla drew her mouth back, sucking on his length until she came to his tip with a sharp smack of her lips. Her hand followed her mouth, riding up his cock.
“Do you like the way I taste? How I feel in your mouth?”
“Mmm-hmm,” she breathed.
Jacy’s hands dropped to her breasts. He ruthlessly tore open her bra and pinched her nipples. Pleasure
Jacy grabbed her wrist and pinned it to the bed. He lifted his head and arched one sinful brow over his lust-laden eye.
Shyla gasped for breath, her gaze scouring Jacy’s beautiful body for what she needed, what she wanted more than anything. A primal desire, a feral wildness, claimed her mind, stoking the shadow in the depths of her soul to life. All inhibitions fled her in those precious moments. She wanted Jacy to fuck her like crazy, fuck her until she could no longer feel anything other than pleasure.
“You know, Coal isn’t the only one who can read thoughts,” he rumbled.
Shyla lifted her leg and ripped the towel from his waist with her toes…and stared at the intimidating size of his thick cock. Dark blond hairs nestled around the base of his jutting arousal while the tip of his shaft glistened with pre-cum.
“Sweetness, I’ll fuck you until you’re mindless with pleasure. Trust me. I’ve been waiting for you.”
Her mouth watered. She wanted to taste him. She wanted to drink his salty goodness and relish the idea she produced this desire in a man like Jacy. It didn’t matter she barely knew him. He wrapped her in security she had never known. The playfulness in him acted as a colorful barrier, locking her inside an imaginative world where she existed only with the two most breathtaking men.
Her heart fluttered irregularly, and her stomach fought butterflies. She sat up, her eyes never leaving the wonders of a man so well endowed. She reached out and touched the top of his cock. It twitched beneath her fingers. His flesh might have burned her if fire wasn’t already raging within her body. The velvety softness of something so massive, so hard enticed her. The wild whisper in her soul prodded her to drop and take him into her mouth. His intense gaze challenged her to do otherwise.
Wrapping her hand around his cock, she pulled his hips to her. A low, guttural growl rose in his throat. The sound caressed her desire and a growing instinctual wickedness.
“What is it about you that makes me want to do things I would’ve considered taboo?” she wondered aloud. She drew her thumb over the tip of his wide cock, massaging the pre-cum over his head.
“Your wild heart, Shyla. Your wolf nature is coming out. Abandon everything you learned growing up in the city. This is your home, right here with Coal and myself.” Jacy’s hands cupped her face and turned her to gaze up at him. “You’ll never want to leave us after tonight. If not solely for birthrights, you’ll fall in love with us as quickly as we’re falling for you.”
Despite her doubt in his words, she reveled in the fantastical ideas of falling in love with two men who would love her in return. What would it be like to wake up every morning to find two men beside her? And those two men being Jacy and Coal?
Shyla dipped her head. Jacy’s potent scent—salt and summer heat—burned into her memory, her nose. His was a scent she would never forget. She flicked out her tongue, tasting the salty pre-cum from the tip of his cock, and shivered with delight. Damn, he tasted heavenly. She slid her tongue over the smooth, moist skin of his head. His fingers tightened in her hair, forcing her mouth to take more of his thickness until he shoved his cock to the back of her throat.
The rough motion made her moan.
“Woman, that feels good. Your hot mouth is liquid pleasure beyond imagining. I can’t wait to pound into you,” Jacy said.
Shyla drew her mouth back, sucking on his length until she came to his tip with a sharp smack of her lips. Her hand followed her mouth, riding up his cock.
“Do you like the way I taste? How I feel in your mouth?”
“Mmm-hmm,” she breathed.
Jacy’s hands dropped to her breasts. He ruthlessly tore open her bra and pinched her nipples. Pleasure
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