Page 18 of Puck Your Bunny

His wet tongue drags a long, slow path right over my clit. A scream tears out of me as the jolt of pleasure shocks my system. It has been a lifetime since I gave in to pleasure.

This dream feels too good.

My hips jerk off the mattress, seeking more friction. I tighten my grip on his hair to keep his mouth locked against my sensitive flesh. Easing off for a second, he peers up from between my thighs. His mischievous green eyes darken with lust right before he dives back in, his tongue flicking and swirling with relentless focus.

Simon buries his face against my wet folds. "You taste so fucking sweet." He laps up my slick; the wet sounds echo in the open space.

Kel leans over me. Watching Simon work earns a frustrated groan from his throat.

"My turn." Kel shoves Simon's shoulder.

Simon pulls back, his lips slick with my fluids. He accepts the swap, trading places with Kel. They operate like a machine, in perfect sync with each other.

Kel settles between my thighs. "So fucking wet for us." The dark ink of his tattoos flexes along his arms as he slides two thick fingers right inside my wet pussy. The stretch makes my breath hitch. He pushes deep, hitting the sensitive bundle of nerves inside me with an upward curl.

At the same time, Kel lowers his head and sucks my clit right between his lips.

My vision goes white. A violent tremor rips through my body. The dual sensation of his fingers fucking me and his mouth devouring my clit pushes me right to the edge. I thrash my head side to side on the bare mattress. The pleasure overrides the pain of the bond rejection. It floods my system with endorphins.

Wally moves up toward my head. He slides his hands into my messy red hair and grips the strands tight. The thick, wavy curls on top of his head fall across his forehead as he pulls my face toward his and takes my mouth in a desperate, bruising kiss.

His lips claim mine. He slides his tongue into my mouth, tasting me with deep, passionate strokes. He tastes like mint gum. I kiss him back with everything I have. I suck his tongue into my mouth, my hands gripping the broad expanse of his shoulders.

The orgasm hits me like a freight train.

My back arches off the mattress. My inner muscles clench hard around Kel's fingers. A breathless, broken scream tears out of my throat, but Wally catches the sound with his mouth. He swallows my scream, his tongue tangling with mine as the massive climax ripples through my limbs. Squeezing my eyes shut, my toes curl as a fresh flood of slick pours out of me.

Kel pulls his fingers out. He brings his hand to his mouth and licks my slick off his fingers. He sits back on his heels, his chest rising and falling fast as he watches me come down from the high.

I gasp for air against Wally's mouth. My limbs melt into liquid. The agonizing cramps of the Heat subside for a moment, replaced by a dull, throbbing ache that demands to be filled.

Wally pulls back from the kiss, shifting his weight to sit back on his heels. His soulful dark brown eyes burn with intent.

Pushing myself up onto my knees brings me face to face with him. Confidence surges through my veins. I grab the hem of his t-shirt and yank it over his head. He tosses the fabric onto the floorboards to clear the way.

My hands drop to his belt buckle. Yanking the leather loose lets me shove his jeans and boxers down past his knees.

He stands up to step out of the tangled clothes and kick them away. He drops right back down to his knees at the edge of the mattress, naked.

His erection is massive. Thick, vein-ridged, and dripping with pre-come. The knot at the base of his shaft is already swollen hard.

Wally settles between my thighs, replacing Kel. He grabs my knees and pushes my legs open. He aligns his thick tip right against my slick entrance and stops. His muscles lock up tight as he wrestles his own raging instincts.

"Tell me you want this. Tell me you want me inside you, Vayda."

"Yes." I reach down and wrap my hand around his thick shaft, guiding his tip right past my opening. "Fuck me, Wally. Put that knot inside me."

I pull his hips forward, burying his shaft inside me in one smooth thrust.

The stretch makes me gasp. He fills the empty ache. The friction of his thick length stretching my inner walls sends a massive shockwave of relief straight to my brain.

Wally groans, a deep, guttural sound vibrating in his chest. He pulls back and slams into me again. He sets a punishing, deliberate rhythm.

"You take my cock so good, sweetheart." Each thrust buries his length deep inside my core, hitting a sweet spot that makes my back arch off the mattress. He leans over me, his broad chest slick with sweat. His dark curls fall into his eyes as he tracks my reactions. I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling his mouth down to mine. Our tongues tangle. I rake my fingernails down his broad back, demanding more friction.

He shifts his grip on my knees, pushing my thighs wider to alter the angle. He grinds his hips forward, rubbing the swollen base of his cock right against my clit. The friction sends stars dancing across my vision. A breathless moan escapes my throat. He maintains the grinding rhythm, drawing out the pleasure until my muscles tremble.

The pace turns frantic. He fucks me with the desperate, unhinged energy of an Alpha driven by instinct. With every deep push, the swollen knot at the base of his cock nudges rightagainst my opening, teasing the lock my body begs for. The skin-to-skin contact creates loud, wet slaps that echo through the shed.