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Raven’s movements are slow and sensual and seem to be in complete contradiction to the ruggedness that I know these men are capable of. I’m dancing on the edge at how insanely hot they look together and the fullness of Thorne’s cock inside me. While I rock my hips, he cups my pussy and spreads my wetness up and over my clit, rubbing slow, soul-destroying circles.
Watching Ky’s gorgeous face contort with pleasure as Raven fucks him is captivating. Glimpses of strong lines along their shoulders. Stomach muscles rhythmically bunching and contracting. Soft grunts and groans of pleasure fall from their parted lips. Locks of unruly dark hair fall in Raven’s eyes as he bears down. The indents at the side of his sculpted ass flex with each thrust forward.
These men all rule over my attention in different ways.
Thorne continues to slide his fingers over my soaking wet core, finding the perfect spot to have me gasping as he rolls over the sensitive bud. I’m slick and messy and he dips down to tease around the place where we’re joined before dragging back up to circle over my clit again.
I’m quivering—whimpering with unrestrained pleasure.
We’re all so electrified by the moment that it doesn’t take long before Ky starts to beg louder.
“Oh, fuck. Right there. Don’t stop.” Tipping his head back reveals the pulse beating heavily in the side of his throat.
His fingers dig into Raven’s tattooed shoulders, and then his cock spills between them as ribbons of cum spurt everywhere, covering their stomachs. My wolf growls, lunging forward to dig his teeth into Ky’s Adam’s apple, and his own release claims him.
There’s no chance of me holding on any longer as I lose it and fall apart. This time, my orgasm sweeps me far out to sea, and I’m sure I must black out a little because the next thing I know, I’ve been flipped onto my back, and Thorne is between my legs, pounding me with gritted teeth as our bodies slap together and he strains to hold his bulk off my body.
“Oh God, Daddy.” I hook my legs behind his ass, clinging to him, whimpering into his neck and sucking on the sensitive spot just below his ear. “Come inside me.” That must be his only weakness because my whisper against his skin undoes him entirely.
“Fffuck.” His hips stutter, and he lets out a deep grunt as he thrusts deep; his cock pulses and fills my pussy with cum.
We’re all disheveled, sweaty, rolling together in a tangle of limbs. Ky twists my face so he can sloppily kiss me before slumping back toward Raven. And then Thorne is kissing me again, sliding his tongue deep and slow in my mouth, soaking up the fact he’s reduced me to a placid lake of pleasure beneath him.
Even though my wolf doesn’t kiss me or touch me, his legs brush up against mine, and I’m certain I don’t imagine feeling the faintest graze of his knuckles along the outside of my thigh.
It’s messy and perfect, and there’s a thing inside my chest that tries to speak, but I hastily shove it aside.
I can’t fall for these men.
Can I?
36
“Stop looking at me like that.”
My snappy little Fox is concentrating hard as she inks the design into my upper thigh. I’d been wanting a piece there for a long time, and who would have thought we’d end up with our very own tattoo artist, held captive under our roof.
“Like what?” I tease. Hooking at the front of her singlet when she pops her head up to glare at me.
“Like you can’t keep your dick in your pants for five minutes.” Fox waves the tattoo gun in the direction of my crotch, before going back to work. Her gloved fingers press my skin taut and she methodically works on the shading around the skull and feather design she drew for me.
It’s not my fault I can’t get enough of this girl. But I’ve had to share her with Thorne, the two of us coming to a truce of sorts. One where we each agreed to have her in our own beds for a night over the past couple of days. After all of us fell asleep in the lounge together—the night he finally woke the fuck up and admitted how badly he wanted her in the first place—we decided to give Fox a chance to have a little more time with us separately.
Besides, Thorne was a man possessed—intent on keeping her to himself like a damn caveman. So, hence, some temporary ground rules on sharing.
Which meant I got to have her in my bed all to myself last night, and fucking hell, this girl is my new favorite drug. I’m enchanted…and it’s not only the way my cock wants to be buried inside her constantly.
We lay in bed and watched old-school horror films together, and she bundled herself up against me with those lilac curls tickling my skin. Then melted for me while I simply enjoyed losing hours in her kisses, tasting her lips with her soft body draped on top of mine.
Not to mention how perfect she tasted when I had my mouth on her pussy this morning while she was still sleeping. Followed by the feeling of my cock slipping inside, slowly waking her up to my gentle thrusts in and out of her silky channel. Well, that might just be the way I intend to start every day.
She fucking gets off on it as much as I do because the way she clamped down on my dick…well, her cunt squeezed me harder than any other time she’s climaxed while I’ve been inside her.
And I know she’s still thinking about this morning, too. Pink spots appear, coloring high on her cheeks.
My girl adjusts herself in the chair and leans over me, studiously applying the ink as the quiet buzz of the machine fills the room. Trying to evade the situation, like she’s not replaying those exact same memories over and over.
Hearing Fox moan and feeling her clench around my length while she’s still drowsy with sleep…there’s no feeling like it. Knowing it gives her what she desires and fulfills the fantasies she has makes it a thousand times hotter.
