Page 92 of Fighting Her Wolves


Font Size:  

We make love to her tits, licking and sucking, teasing the soft skin. The scruff on my face leaves a trail of redness.

We move as one down her body, caressing her with our mouths, tongues, and hands. She twists back and forth as our hot breath skims over her sides.

“Your skin is so soft, Ava,” I breathe out.

“You taste so good,” River groans.

We lick her hips and part her legs. Our hands cup the back of her knees, opening her wide to our hungry eyes.

“Such a pretty pussy,” I say roughly. “What do you think, River?”

“So pretty and wet. Just for us,” he says.

We glide our fingers through the wetness, emitting low moans at the heat we encounter. We are privileged with the gift of her submission and trust in us. She gasps when we enter her, teasing her with our fingers. It feels right to us, our fingers touching as we please our mate. We slide our other hands up her body to cup her breasts, squeezing lightly.

“Do your mates make you feel good?” I ask.

“Yes,” she groans.

“Do you want more?” River asks.

“Please,” she whimpers.

We thrust faster and deeper. I move my thumb to press on her clit, swirling it slowly, causing her to jerk her hips, trying to move closer. Her cries increased with the friction. We scrape our teeth on her bent knees, not breaking the skin yet, and licking away the sting. I throb at the picture we must make. We are fully clothed, bent over our naked mate, hearing her cries of pleasure.

“Are you ready to come, darlin’?” I ask.

“Fuck,” she groans.

“I think she’s ready,” River chuckles.

“Come,” I demand. Faster and faster, we stroke. Her pussy pulses around us. The chains clang, her hips grind, and she pants. She locks down on our fingers and comes beautifully.

She lets the bed cradle her as the aftershocks course through her.

We pull our fingers out and, under her heavy stare, suck them into our mouths. We hum at the taste of our mate.

“We’re just getting started, mate,” River states.

“Do you want our cocks, darlin’?” I ask.

“Yes,” she answers, desire for more filling her eyes.

“Then you will get them.” River stands up, reaching for his shirt as he does.

We undress slowly, giving her a show and a few minutes to recover. I lay beside her, my head on her chest. River kneels between her legs, stroking himself as he watches her.

“I want inside so bad, cupcake,” he says roughly. “You ready for me?”

“Please, River,” she whines.

I watch as River slides inside of her to the hilt. He pauses, enjoying the sensation, and closes his eyes with a groan. Ava lifts her hips, impatient. He takes the hint and thrusts slowly.

I put my arm underneath me. I latch onto her breast, sucking her nipple. I cradle her other with my hand, kneading and pulling. Her pants and River’s thrusts ring in my ears.

“Fuck, cupcake. You feel so good.” He speeds up. “Milk my cock.”

“Oh shit,” she breathes.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com