with a ferocity that surprised him. He could eat her out all night long, but his cock was harder than marble and he ached to fill her up. Not only that, but he wanted to feel Alric thrusting his big shaft inside him while he took Dalia. Then he wanted to fuck Alric as he watched him fuck their mate.
The images growing in his mind had him thrusting his ass back, needing more, wanting more.
If this were what it was like to be with his mates, to feel them, touch them, he would die. But fuck, what a way to go.
****
Alric watched his mates with what he knew were hooded eyes. His heart rate jacked up as Sam slid his tongue up and down Dalia’s sweet-looking cunt. She was red and swollen, and he wanted to be in Sam’s spot, tasting her, having her cream glide down his throat. Even now he could smell her arousal, light and floral and so very feminine. The way she undulated against Sam, her breasts thrust out, the tips hard pink points that had his teeth aching for a little taste.
He smoothed his open palm over Sam’s muscular ass while he stroked himself with his other hand. He could watch his two mates all night long, watch as pleasure surrounded them, and smell the intoxicating scent of their arousal filled the air. It was a heady combination and one he wanted to experience over and over again.
No, this was not their only night together, not when they’d just begun their life together.
****
It was hard for Dalia to swallow, what with her mouth going completely dry at Sam’s words and Alric’s expression. Neither of their gazes left her, and she felt ensnared by them. The first touch of Sam’s tongue along her folds had her rolling her eyes in the back of her head, a moan leaving her.
“No, baby, look at me,” Sam groaned the words out.
She forced her eyes open and continued to watch Sam lick and suck at her swollen flesh. Sam dragged his muscle up her center and latched his mouth on the bundle of nerves at the top, sucking on her clit until she felt like her heart would burst through her ribs.
He used his thumbs to spread her labia apart and licked up and down her cleft. When she felt him dip into the entrance of her body, she gripped the rug and cried out, never having felt this type of desire before. The urge to close her legs, to keep him right where he was, grew inside her, but his wide shoulders made that impossible.
Alric was behind Sam, his cock in his hand, his focus on her. She flicked her gaze between the two wolves, not knowing which scene was hotter—Sam between her legs or Alric stroking his shaft.
Had she ever been this turned on? No, never, and she had never thought she would be able to. Clay had been rough and forceful. He hadn’t cared about her pleasure or her comfort. When he had gotten what he wanted he’d moved on to the next poor female. He had dozens lined up for the sole purpose of helping him get off. She may have been the unlucky one to get picked to carry his young, but that didn’t mean he hadn’t bedded other females.
No, this is not the time to think about him or his toxicity.
As she looked at Sam and Alric, remembering what they’d said about her being their mate, a sense of belonging swelled inside her. So this was what it meant to be properly loved and cared for.
She arched her back when she felt Sam lick her clit.
“Stay with us, Dalia,” Alric said. He gripped Sam’s ass. It was such an erotic sight, seeing these two virile men touch her and touch each other.
Alric moved away only long enough to grab a condom.
Oh God, this is really happening.
Licking her dry lips, she stared at him with wide eyes, knowing what was about to happen. Alric tore open the small foil packet and rolled the latex over his huge shaft. Sam must have sensed what was going on because he attacked her pussy with more enthusiasm, and she felt herself climbing closer and closer to a sensation she’d never felt.
“That’s it, baby, let me taste your cream.” Sam’s gruff words vibrated
The images growing in his mind had him thrusting his ass back, needing more, wanting more.
If this were what it was like to be with his mates, to feel them, touch them, he would die. But fuck, what a way to go.
****
Alric watched his mates with what he knew were hooded eyes. His heart rate jacked up as Sam slid his tongue up and down Dalia’s sweet-looking cunt. She was red and swollen, and he wanted to be in Sam’s spot, tasting her, having her cream glide down his throat. Even now he could smell her arousal, light and floral and so very feminine. The way she undulated against Sam, her breasts thrust out, the tips hard pink points that had his teeth aching for a little taste.
He smoothed his open palm over Sam’s muscular ass while he stroked himself with his other hand. He could watch his two mates all night long, watch as pleasure surrounded them, and smell the intoxicating scent of their arousal filled the air. It was a heady combination and one he wanted to experience over and over again.
No, this was not their only night together, not when they’d just begun their life together.
****
It was hard for Dalia to swallow, what with her mouth going completely dry at Sam’s words and Alric’s expression. Neither of their gazes left her, and she felt ensnared by them. The first touch of Sam’s tongue along her folds had her rolling her eyes in the back of her head, a moan leaving her.
“No, baby, look at me,” Sam groaned the words out.
She forced her eyes open and continued to watch Sam lick and suck at her swollen flesh. Sam dragged his muscle up her center and latched his mouth on the bundle of nerves at the top, sucking on her clit until she felt like her heart would burst through her ribs.
He used his thumbs to spread her labia apart and licked up and down her cleft. When she felt him dip into the entrance of her body, she gripped the rug and cried out, never having felt this type of desire before. The urge to close her legs, to keep him right where he was, grew inside her, but his wide shoulders made that impossible.
Alric was behind Sam, his cock in his hand, his focus on her. She flicked her gaze between the two wolves, not knowing which scene was hotter—Sam between her legs or Alric stroking his shaft.
Had she ever been this turned on? No, never, and she had never thought she would be able to. Clay had been rough and forceful. He hadn’t cared about her pleasure or her comfort. When he had gotten what he wanted he’d moved on to the next poor female. He had dozens lined up for the sole purpose of helping him get off. She may have been the unlucky one to get picked to carry his young, but that didn’t mean he hadn’t bedded other females.
No, this is not the time to think about him or his toxicity.
As she looked at Sam and Alric, remembering what they’d said about her being their mate, a sense of belonging swelled inside her. So this was what it meant to be properly loved and cared for.
She arched her back when she felt Sam lick her clit.
“Stay with us, Dalia,” Alric said. He gripped Sam’s ass. It was such an erotic sight, seeing these two virile men touch her and touch each other.
Alric moved away only long enough to grab a condom.
Oh God, this is really happening.
Licking her dry lips, she stared at him with wide eyes, knowing what was about to happen. Alric tore open the small foil packet and rolled the latex over his huge shaft. Sam must have sensed what was going on because he attacked her pussy with more enthusiasm, and she felt herself climbing closer and closer to a sensation she’d never felt.
“That’s it, baby, let me taste your cream.” Sam’s gruff words vibrated
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