Page 157 of Baby's First Howl


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“Ah, ah, baby,” Topher says. “Seb and I want to hear your pretty little moans.”

“But—” I’m cut off with a gasp as Seb adds a third finger and curls the three of them upwards. I scream out as my orgasm rolls over me.

Topher’s hands stabilise me in Seb’s arms as my orgasm washes over me with a force that knocks my breath out of me.

“You’re so beautiful when you let yourself go like this,” Topher murmurs, his soft words matching his soft kisses. “I love how much you give yourself over to us. So trusting. So perfect.”

His feelings only emphasise his words, and it makes the pleasure I feel twofold.

“So fucking sexy,” Seb growls into my skin. He doesn’t move his fingers or his thumb, keeping them both in place, to let me come down from my own high properly.

“Another?” Seb whispers the moment the aftershocks stop. My head feels so light, so empty. The sparks are in full force between the three of us, and honestly, I’ve never felt so good.

If this is what it’s like with two… how will it feel with four?

“Yes,” Topher says firmly.

“No,” I groan, shaking my head. I try to move back from Seb, but when the pair of them have me trapped against the wall, there’s nowhere for me to go.

“Oh, yes,” Seb says. He sucks on my collarbone, practically where I bit Topher, and I shiver.

“A quick one,” Topher warns. “Phoebe’s awake.”

“I can get her off in thirty seconds.” I know for a fact that was Kane. His words have a bit of a cockiness to them that Seb often lacks.

“Oh, god, no,” I mutter. “Kane, I can’t.”

“Oh, baby,” Topher whispers, his teeth dragging a shiver out of me as he gently bites my earlobe. “There’s no such word as can’t when it comes to your pleasure.”

In a move that I refuse to believe isn’t practiced, Topher lifts me higher up the wall as Seb drops to his knees.

My shorts are pulled to the side, and Seb’s mouth is placed against my centre. My eyes widen, my lips parting, and I’d shriek if it weren’t for the way Topher connects our lips.

Our kiss is dirty, but not as dirty as the way Seb’s tongue darts all over me. My orgasm does build rapidly, and I’m whining into Topher’s mouth as it does.

I’m not sure whether it’s the circling movement that Seb does with his tongue or the way Topher grips my throat, nearly hard enough to cut off my air, as he hisses at me to open my mouth.

I do, and he spits in my mouth, just as my orgasm launches me off the cliff. It’s not as explosive as the first, but it takes so much more out of me. Topher eagerly swallows my whimpers and moans, and Seb licks up every single bit of wetness from me.

They’re so cocky as I’m slowly returned to the floor. My legs are like jelly, but I feel so calm, so relaxed, so satisfied.

“That, brother,” Seb murmurs, patting Topher’s shoulder with a smirk. “Is exactly how she should feel every single time.”

Topher nods. “I see that now. I made her feel good.”

“You did,” I echo, stumbling slightly. Both men rush for me, but it’s Topher who grabs me. He lifts me into his arms and presses a soft kiss to my temple, letting the bond soothe me.

The sparks are gone, but replaced by his feelings, I find I don’t miss them very much. He’s a firm presence in my chest, in my heart, and it feels good.

“The difference?” Seb asks.

“What’s the difference?”

“My pleasure comes from seeing her reach hers,” Seb murmurs, giving Topher a weird look. I shiver, and Topher shrugs. “I can’t come if she hasn’t writhed underneath me with her own orgasms, if she’s not drowning in pleasure.”

Topher tilts his head. “Hm. I found my orgasm came from when I?—”

“Maia,” Alex calls, raising his voice slightly so that I can hear him whilst he’s in the bedroom.

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