Page 52 of Binding His Fated Mates

“Yes,” Lee agreed, his gaze intent on my body as if committing every inch of me to memory.

Hunter’s mouth slid down to my nipples—which had always been sensitive and he knew it. He took them one after the other in his mouth, teasing with his tongue. My cock was hard and aching, dripping precum on my belly, and my breath came as gasps of pure need.

Then, out of nowhere, warm wetness enveloped my cock, causing me to let out a low, startled sound. My gaze flicked down and I found that Lee had taken me in his mouth, all the way down to the hilt. The sight of him, bobbing up and down on me, combined with the sensation of Hunter teasing my nipples with his tongue was almost too much. A pleasure that was just this side of pain.

But I needed more. I needed Lee inside of me. And then Hunter, their masculine bodies crushing me into the mattress, their movements devastating and sweet, taking me apart thrust by thrust. I needed to watch them come undone with the pleasure of being inside of me, to watch the animalistic light enter those beautiful green eyes as the pleasure became too much, the way I had so many times before.

Then, as if he could tell exactly what I was feeling—what I needed—Lee took my legs in his hands and rolled my hips back, exposing my entrance.

I didn’t see what happened next, because Hunter moved back up to kiss me again, his mouth rough and demanding against mine. But I felt it—Lee’s breath warm against my skin. Then his tongue against me, on the most sensitive part of my body, laving against my entrance, softening it.

I let out a whimper that Hunter captured greedily with his mouth, silencing me with another kiss.

Lee’s tongue speared into me, reminding me of how desperately I needed this—to be entered, to be taken. To have the firm weight of him—them—on top of me, taking me apart one thrust at a time, one after the other. I let out another whimper against Hunter’s lips.

Then Hunter pulled back and straddled my face while Lee worked on my hole. Hunter lined up his gorgeous cock—thicker and longer than mine, with a curve at the end—with my mouth. His eyes met mine, dark with want.

“Open your mouth,” he commanded.

With a thrill of anticipation, I did. And then he fed me his length, rutting into me, his eyes rolling up into the back of his head as his weight pinned me in place. The feel of his hard, thick cock sliding down my throat was almost enough to shatter me then and there.

I was so full of Hunter—locked in the mesmerizing sensation of being filled up by him—that I hardly even noticed when Lee pulled away and the weight shifted on the mattress. A few moments later, his weight returned and I heard the snick of a plastic cap opening.

Lee pulled my legs back again—one-handed this time, using his forearm behind my knees, I was pretty sure, even if I couldn’t see what he was doing—and forced my hips to roll back, revealing my now softened hole.

Then his fingers, slick with lube, were on my entrance as Hunter steadily drove himself into my mouth. I had a moment of fear—it had been a long time, after all. What if Lee wasn’t gentle with me? It subsided when Lee slid one digit in, hooking it slightly so he could find the pleasure spot inside of me. Very deliberately, he rubbed it back and forth with the pad of his finger.

From around Hunter’s thickness, I let out a strangled moan.

Hunter pulled off, settling next to me on the bed to give me space. It left me gasping and empty. His green eyes were blazing, and his lips were parted with desire as he stared down at me. “This isn’t the time to be agreeable, Daniel. We can stop now, if you need. You’re in control here. Do you want this?”

I nodded wildly, breathless and barely able to speak.

“We need you to use your words,” Hunter growled.

“Yes. Please,” I begged. “Both of you.”

“We can use a condom,” Lee offered, sliding a second finger into me and causing another whimper of need to escape my lips. His eyes were locked onto me, as if searching my face for any signs of discomfort. “If you want. Like Hunter said, you’re in control of this situation, Daniel. Nothing will happen here that you don’t want.”

I tried to make my brain work, to process what he was saying. Wolves couldn’t catch or transmit diseases. Besides, their only sexual partner had ever been me. And vice versa. There was no need for protection. And as for the other part—I could hardly believe he was capable of such gentleness, not after everything.

And I wanted it. I wanted it all. I wanted them to breed me. To make me belong to them, to make my body submit to them. To both of them.

“Don’t,” I moaned, my fingers clawing into the sheets as he slid a third finger into me. “You don’t need to. I want to feel all of you—both of you. With no barriers.”

“Fuck,” Hunter whispered, his gaze glued to my face as his twin loosened me up with his fingers. “Daniel, you’re so beautiful.”

His eyes gleamed strangely when he said that, reflecting the light the way an animal’s would. His inner wolf was out, watching me. Wanting me.

I took him in my mouth again, setting the pace this time.

Hunter rewarded me with a low, strangled groan, throwing his head back.

Lee settled between my thighs and positioned my legs over his shoulders. Hunter’s gaze was locked onto my face as I worked his cock with my mouth. Lee lined himself up with me and then I felt the hot, hard head of his thick cock against my entrance.

I had only a moment of trepidation—it had been two years—before he eased himself inside of me.

He was gentler and slower than I might’ve expected, but the mingled pain and pleasure at being entered—at being filled for another man’s pleasure—was enough to make me whimper again, around Hunter’s thick cock.