stroking herself in time with Stefan’s deep penetration of Anton.
They were beautiful to watch, two men, their lean bodies glistening with sweat, their muscles straining with each thrust and draw. Anton’s eyes were closed, his mouth twisted in a tight grimace of pain and pleasure as Stefan’s thighs slapped against his buttocks. Stefan’s eyes were mere slits, his mouth slightly open, his fingers now grasping Anton’s hips, his long hair swinging across his shoulders with each powerful thrust.
Xandi felt her desire growing, knew her climax was mere seconds away. Stefan picked up the pace, slamming his cock into Anton, his hands holding Anton in place as he filled him. Anton threw his head back and cried out, his shout turning to a long, low howl of pleasure, the sound of the wolf. His erect cock seemed to swell, to beckon Xandi. She reached out and grabbed him, held on tightly, squeezing the hard flesh, pumping Anton’s cock in time to Stefan’s deep, penetrating thrusts while her left hand stayed buried in her own hot pussy.
Anton stiffened, just as Stefan cried out and drove forward, almost knocking Anton over. Xandi watched the thick spurts of semen spatter the carpet in front of Anton as he climaxed, knew Stefan filled the other man with his own ejaculate. She sobbed with her own orgasm, felt the muscles clenching her fingers and wished it had been Anton’s cock, Stefan’s, either of the men she loved.
Panting, arms trembling, Anton carefully lowered himself to the floor, rolling away from Xandi… and in a heartbeat, it all made perfect sense. Why hadn’t she figured this out before? She shook her head and smiled, first at Stefan, then at Anton. She let her gaze linger on the wizard. “Okay,” she said, with enough force that both men looked up. “It’s bullshit. That’s enough. I have finally figured it out, you know? This is the last time. No more.”
Anton squinted and stared at her. Stefan still looked a bit dazed. “You don’t get it, do you?” she said, rocking back on her heels. “All this domination crap. You, Anton, jumping on Stefan when he already wanted you, now Stefan, saving me from the Anton’s wild impulse … it’s all bullshit.” She wiped her damp fingers on the thick carpet. “You’re both so damned afraid to admit what you really want. Don’t you get it?” She glared at Stefan and then Anton. “You love each other. You desire each other. That doesn’t make you less manly or any less than what you are. It makes you more. Quit hiding behind all this macho shit and make love to each other the way you want to.”
Xandi stood up and planted both hands on her hips. “You both need to bathe. Together might be a good way to start. Then you need to spend some time together getting past your hang-ups. Learn to touch one another with love, not under the guise of doing battle. In the meantime, I’m going to run. Alone. I’ll be back in a couple hours.”
She shifted before they had time to react, taking her lupine form with all its musky scent and powerful pheromones, well aware neither man had the energy to pursue her now. With a sharp yip, she raced down the long hallway and through an open door, out into the freedom of the dark forest beyond.
* * *
She returned around midnight, when the quarter moon hung high in the sky and light spilled from the huge bay windows in the den. Anton and Stefan must be awake. Shifting into her human form, Xandi went directly to the room she shared with Stefan. The huge bed was empty. She had expected as much.
She was smiling, humming to herself when she stepped into the shower. There was still one more thing she needed to do before this night would end. One more thing, before the beginning of a new day.
Chapter 6
Xandi dried her hair and wrapped herself in a light silk robe. There was a momentary sigh of regret for the lovely dress she’d worn earlier, the care she’d taken for her role of seductress. Anton’s
They were beautiful to watch, two men, their lean bodies glistening with sweat, their muscles straining with each thrust and draw. Anton’s eyes were closed, his mouth twisted in a tight grimace of pain and pleasure as Stefan’s thighs slapped against his buttocks. Stefan’s eyes were mere slits, his mouth slightly open, his fingers now grasping Anton’s hips, his long hair swinging across his shoulders with each powerful thrust.
Xandi felt her desire growing, knew her climax was mere seconds away. Stefan picked up the pace, slamming his cock into Anton, his hands holding Anton in place as he filled him. Anton threw his head back and cried out, his shout turning to a long, low howl of pleasure, the sound of the wolf. His erect cock seemed to swell, to beckon Xandi. She reached out and grabbed him, held on tightly, squeezing the hard flesh, pumping Anton’s cock in time to Stefan’s deep, penetrating thrusts while her left hand stayed buried in her own hot pussy.
Anton stiffened, just as Stefan cried out and drove forward, almost knocking Anton over. Xandi watched the thick spurts of semen spatter the carpet in front of Anton as he climaxed, knew Stefan filled the other man with his own ejaculate. She sobbed with her own orgasm, felt the muscles clenching her fingers and wished it had been Anton’s cock, Stefan’s, either of the men she loved.
Panting, arms trembling, Anton carefully lowered himself to the floor, rolling away from Xandi… and in a heartbeat, it all made perfect sense. Why hadn’t she figured this out before? She shook her head and smiled, first at Stefan, then at Anton. She let her gaze linger on the wizard. “Okay,” she said, with enough force that both men looked up. “It’s bullshit. That’s enough. I have finally figured it out, you know? This is the last time. No more.”
Anton squinted and stared at her. Stefan still looked a bit dazed. “You don’t get it, do you?” she said, rocking back on her heels. “All this domination crap. You, Anton, jumping on Stefan when he already wanted you, now Stefan, saving me from the Anton’s wild impulse … it’s all bullshit.” She wiped her damp fingers on the thick carpet. “You’re both so damned afraid to admit what you really want. Don’t you get it?” She glared at Stefan and then Anton. “You love each other. You desire each other. That doesn’t make you less manly or any less than what you are. It makes you more. Quit hiding behind all this macho shit and make love to each other the way you want to.”
Xandi stood up and planted both hands on her hips. “You both need to bathe. Together might be a good way to start. Then you need to spend some time together getting past your hang-ups. Learn to touch one another with love, not under the guise of doing battle. In the meantime, I’m going to run. Alone. I’ll be back in a couple hours.”
She shifted before they had time to react, taking her lupine form with all its musky scent and powerful pheromones, well aware neither man had the energy to pursue her now. With a sharp yip, she raced down the long hallway and through an open door, out into the freedom of the dark forest beyond.
* * *
She returned around midnight, when the quarter moon hung high in the sky and light spilled from the huge bay windows in the den. Anton and Stefan must be awake. Shifting into her human form, Xandi went directly to the room she shared with Stefan. The huge bed was empty. She had expected as much.
She was smiling, humming to herself when she stepped into the shower. There was still one more thing she needed to do before this night would end. One more thing, before the beginning of a new day.
Chapter 6
Xandi dried her hair and wrapped herself in a light silk robe. There was a momentary sigh of regret for the lovely dress she’d worn earlier, the care she’d taken for her role of seductress. Anton’s
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