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“Get on your knees in front of River,” he commands.
I crawl to the end of the bed and do as he says.
River grins at me, his hands loosely at his sides. He doesn’t move for a minute. I’m so wet it’s embarrassing. Anticipation zaps through me as I wait.
He tilts his head and lets his eyes travel over me, licking his lips. “Are you ready, cupcake?” he growls.
“Yes, River,” I answer. My body is eager for him.
He slips his finger into the waistband of my pants and pulls, encouraging me to move closer. When my knees are almost hanging over the edge, he runs his finger up my waist, my tank catching and moving with it. His other hand grips the hem and rips my shirt in half. I gasp at the sudden movement, and my shirt falls away to the bed. I feel the air move as Kerian grabs it to throw it to the floor.
River fists my hair with one hand at my nape, and with the other, he unsnaps my bra; it follows the path of my shirt. He hums as he looks down at me topless. His hand tightens on my head. He unbuttons my jeans and slowly unzips them. His hand disappears, past my panties, into my warmth. There is no teasing, no slow buildup; he thrusts his finger inside me, making me groan.
“Fuck, cupcake. You are so warm and wet for us.” His voice is liquid.
I move my hips, chasing his hand. He added another finger while his thumb pressed to my clit.
“How does she feel?” Kerian’s dark voice comes from beside me as he watches his brother uses his fingers on me.
“Heavenly, brother,” River says. “Would you like to feel?”
Holy shit.
Kerian takes him up on his offer, joining River’s fingers inside me, stretching me and dragging them slowly in and out. I moan when one of their fingertips rubs against my g-spot. My hands reach out to hold onto River’s chest so I don’t fall forward, and he tightens his hand in my hair to keep me on my knees.
“Fuck, yeah,” Kerian mutters.
“Please,” I whimper. I need to come so badly.
“Not yet, darlin’,” Kerian says. They remove their fingers. “Lay back on the bed.”
I growl as they deny me.
River chuckles and licks his fingers. “Best meal ever, cupcake.”
I blush from head to toe. I lay back against the pillows but glare at them. My expression turns to shock as River uses both hands to quickly rid me of my jeans and panties in one pull, leaving me bare.
“Hold your hands out,” Kerian tells me. He reaches into the bag he brought in and removes two black cuffs. I see the heavy fur inside them as he hands one to River, who moves to the opposite side of the bed, and they carefully cuff me. A long chain hangs from one of them, which they slide through the slates of the bed and clasp to the other cuff. I automatically try to move my hands, the chain sliding back and forth. A thrill races through me. I have never been handcuffed. I like it.
My body drains of tension, knowing my wolves will take care of me, and I don’t have to make any decisions.
“Spread your legs,” River urges.
I bend my knees, spreading wide. Their groans of approval wash over me, and their eyes feast as they take me in.
“We are so lucky, River,” Kerian says, tearing his eyes away to look at him.
“Yes, we are.” River walks back to the bottom of the bed, never taking his eyes off me, and joins me. He gets between my legs and sits back on his ankles. “What a stunning view.”
I squirm, impatient and turned on. Kerian sits beside me, lifting his finger and circling my nipple lightly as River runs his hands up my bent legs and splays his hands in the crease where my legs meet, rubbing his thumbs across me. Slow and lovingly. They are such a mixture of fierce and demanding and soft.
River’s eyes change; black merges into the green, pushing inward until they are dark green with a black ring around it. His wolf is looking out at me. River is still there, but I know his wolf has joined him. He smiles slowly, looking from my face to my pussy. He fills me with his fingers, thrusting steadily, building me up.
Kerian bends, taking my nipple in his mouth while his hand plays with the other. His muscled chest blocks my view of River and his wolf. I pull at my hands, forgetting about the cuffs, eager to explore his beauty. He sucks hard, and my back bows off the bed, pushing my tits further into his mouth.
“You like your tits sucked, don’t you, cupcake,” River says, his voice rough. The growl of his wolf speaking with him.
“Yes,” I cry.
