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But it isn’t as painful as I thought it would be. Finally, when he sinks another finger into me and I don’t fall into a thousand pieces, I let out a sigh into Oliver’s mouth and feel my body relax around his fingers.
“Good girl,” he soothes, other hand against my hip. “Just relax for me like that.” His fingers move inside me, dragging a soft moan from my lips at the not-quite painful stretch.
“This is the worst part, baby,” Oliver agrees when I turn my face away from his to hiss my discomfort. “When it’s new and you don’t know what comes next? It kind of sucks. But it’s notthatbad, right?”
“I don’t know yet,” I admit in a small voice. My body tries to tense when Rook spreads his fingers wide, dragging a whimper from me, but he stops the movement and holds his hand still, my brain registering confusion when he does.
At least until his other hand finds my slit. His fingers tease me, flicking over my clit, until once again I’m relaxed enough that he can keep going.
It’s not long before he pulls away, however, surprising me and causing me to arch my back at the strange, empty sensation now that he’s not touching me.
“Don’t go anywhere, puppy,” Rook chuckles, pushing me back down against Oliver. Being flush against him makes me realize just how much he loves me wiggling around against him, and I look away so he can’t see my face flush at the realization. “Don’t hold your breath,” my professor advises, hand pressed against my skin at the base of my spine. “Just breathe. It’s not much bigger than my fingers.
I feel the cold metal of the plug for just a second before he pushes it in, slowly, and I can’t help the strangled sound that leaves me. “You’re a liar,” I mutter, face against Oliver’s shoulder. “You’re such a fucking liar.”
“I am,” Rook agrees. “It’s bigger than my fingers, but that’s okay. You’re okay, Love. See?” He sits back, hand still on my back. “It’s there, and you’re fine. You’re more than fine.”
I sit up, unable to not reach behind me to feel the soft fur of the wolf-like tail. I gasp when it twists inside me, and quickly drop it, seeing Rook’s grin when I do.
“You’re not doing it right,” he tells me, voice rough as he reaches forward. Before I can ask what he’s doing, he runs his hand along the fur, then gives it a soft tug that brings a yelp to my lips. “There you go. That’s how you do it right.”
“Fuck,” I snap, surprised at how sensitive I am just to something like that. “I don’t know if I can wear this for a stream. It’s too much.”
“It’s not,” Oliver disagrees, rolling to his knees. When I meet his eyes, I’m surprised at the dark, excited look he wears, and I pause.
“Yeah?” I ask, unsure.
“Nah, Blair. It’s not too much for you. Can I see? Please?”
I just stare at him, searching his gaze, and shrug one shoulder. “You can already see it.”
“Okay, I want to play with it,” he admits, just as Rook’s hands catch at my shoulder and my throat. He kneels on the bed and pulls me against his thigh, one hand cupping my neck as Oliver kneels between my spread thighs.
“He’s not going to hurt you,” my professor promises, eyes catching mine. Rook feathers his fingers over my jaw, still holding me firmly in place, as Oliver strokes his hands up my thighs. Then teases the tail and tugs on it lightly, drawing soft sounds from me while Rook just fuckingwatches.
“You’re such a fucking sweet little puppy, aren’t you?” Oliver breathes. “Won’t you stay the night? Please? You can keep your shirt; but all I want is to see you walk around like this. I’ll get you a leash and the prettiest collar… let me keep you, wonder girl. Let me keep you for my very own little pet.”
“I’m not—” I begin, but I don’t get to finish. Not when Oliver shoves two fingers into me and I lean backward further, backarching, so Rook is forced to sit down on the bed and settle me more comfortably on his lap.
He moves his legs, one of them still under me while he stretches the other out against my side, as if to keep me right where I am. Thanks to both of them, I’m flat on my back now, hips off the bed to keep as much pressure off of the tail as I can while Oliver arranges himself between my thighs.
“If she’s your puppy, you should take care of her,” Rook says lazily, his free hand reaching down to tug on my tee. My heart races as he pulls it upward enough to unhook my bra, and my breasts spill free for him to touch.
He doesn’t wait. With his hand still on my throat, he teases my breasts, fingers pinching and pulling at my nipples. It’s hotter than it has any right to be, and I can’t help writhing under him as Oliver fingers me somewhat impatiently.
“I would always take care of you, wonder girl,” he informs me, meeting my eyes. “I’ll give you everything you need. You know I would.Fuck, you don’t know how much I want to. I bet you’d be so good for me. I bet you’d doanythingfor me, wouldn’t you?” He wastes no time unzipping his jeans and pulling them down his thighs until his length is free, and my breath catches at the sight.
“Maybe it’s a little cliche,” he chuckles, as Rook wraps his arms around as much of my shoulders as he can reach. It still gives him access to my throat, and when I look up, I see that he’s just as excited as Oliver, and his muscles are tight against me. “But God, wonder girl. I just want to fuck you like you’re a bitch in heat.”
“What—” I don’t get to continue with whatever indignation I’d been going for. Oliver grips my hips and slides home, causing me to cry out under him.
“Wait,” Rook growls, after about thirty seconds of Oliver’s frenzy.“Wait. I’m going to move her. I’m going to hold her for you, Oliver.”
Oliver pulls away, eyes nearly glowing with intensity, and his lips parted as he stares at me. I don’t know what to say, and I certainly don’t know what to do when Rook drags me up against him, hooking my knees over his to spread me wide for Oliver once more.
And Oliver doesn’t waste a second, he justlungesforward. The new angle drives him even deeper and I shriek, surprised at the new feeling that has me reeling.
“Fuck, ohfuck,” I cry out, not resisting when my head is yanked back so Rook can attack my throat with his teeth. Oliver joins him, his mouth on my jaw pressing sloppy kisses against my skin.
