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He pauses, his eyes moving to hers. “How did you shift?”

She licks her lips, her voice sounding husky and needy as she speaks. “I woke up, in my wolf form, and saw it was just the two of you here. You were both snuggling me and I—” She cuts herself off as her eyes glance at me. “I started imagining what it would be like to snuggle you in my human form. Then I just… shifted.”

She looks at me as she adds. “Then you started touching me and I didn’t know what to do.”

“Did you want me to stop?” I ask her, unable to resist rolling her nipple a little. She sucks in a sharp breath and shakes her head, her scent blossoming around us.

“Do you think you can control it?” Chase asks as his finger continues its path down her body.

“I-I’m not sure. I think so. For now.”

“You know, Hunter and I have talked about what we’d do when we get the chance to hold you like this,” he tells her.

“R-really?” she asks nervously.

“Oh, yes,” he says with a nod. “In detail. Would you like to hear our plans for you, pretty girl?”

“Tell me,” she begs.

He grins as his finger finds its way to her folds, both of them groaning in unison when he finds her damp core. I know she’s wet because I can smell her arousal already.

“Hunter will take you here,” he says, his finger thrusting into her as her hands fly out to cling to him, her eyes wide. He quickly glances at me, and I take my cue, sliding my hand down her side to her ass, circling her rear entrance as I whisper, “At the same time, Chase would take you here.”

Chase leans down, kissing the edge of her jaw as I continue circling, her breaths coming in shorter bursts as I work her up.

“We would fill you from both sides, bringing you to orgasm over and over until you can’t possibly take any more, then we’d both come in you, filling you to the brim.” His lips move closer to her mouth, and mine lower to her neck, sucking on the soft spot there.

“Would you like that, pretty girl?” he asks. “Would you like us to take you like that one day?”

“Now,” she hisses as I press a finger into her ass.

“Not yet,” he says, shaking her head.

“Chase!” she groans, closing her eyes and tilting her head, giving me even more access to her skin, as if begging me to bite her.

“We won’t fuck you with our cocks yet, but we won’t leave you needy, either,” he tells her before sealing his lips to hers. I watch as he takes control of her, tilting her head the way he wants so he can kiss the ever-loving shit out of her. Her hips rock back and forth between us, even with just a single finger in her, I can feel how tight she is.

After a few minutes, I grow impatient. “My turn,” I growl. Chase pulls back with a smug smirk, and I tilt her head toward me, kissing her over her shoulder. I groan the second my lips connect with hers. She tastes like cherry pie and I can’t get enough. No wonder Chase didn’t want to stop.

She gasps into my mouth, and I realize Chase has added a second finger into her and is starting to fuck her harder with them.

“Yes,” she gasps against me.

“Have you ever had an orgasm before?” I ask her, needing to know if this is her first. She shakes her head before kissing me again, as if she’s just as eager for me as I am for her.

“We get to be her first,” I tell Chase happily through the bond.

“That’s it,” Chase says encouragingly. “Just let those feelings come, don’t hold back.” She turns her head back to kiss him again, and I let my mouth move to her neck, my teeth grazing over her skin, wishing I could bite her right now and stake my claim. But I can’t do that yet. Once I do, my wolf will be pressing me hard to knot her.

“Fuck, she’s going to come. She's squeezing me like a vise,” Chase tells me. I press my finger into her ass a little harder and clamp my mouth over her throat, not breaking her skin, but holding her still, my wolf pressing me to let her know that she’s ours.

It has the desired effect; her body starts to convulse and her screams are silenced by Chase’s kiss. I can feel her tighten around my finger, and the entire situation sets me off, making me come in my boxers like some sort of love-struck teenager.

When she starts to relax, her body sinking into the mattress, I release my grip on her neck and lick it, wanting to soothe any pain I may have caused as we pull our fingers out of her.

“Was that too rough?” I ask, placing soft kisses there.

She shakes her head. “That was amazing,” she whispers as she tries to catch her breath.