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It’s the most intense feeling I’ve ever experienced, and I know it’s only going to get better.
I’m breathing hard as Snake’s tongue slithers over my quivering belly before it snaps back into his open mouth. Fox lets go of my breast, and when I look down, I see Scar and Scratch each have a finger buried in my pussy. They look up at me as if they’re waiting for instructions, and it doesn’t matter that I can barely think straight right now.
“Don’t stop,” I breathe out, enjoying the feeling and knowing I’ll need more before I’m ready to feel anything bigger pushing inside me. Their fingers feel thick enough for my drenched slit right now.
I’ve tightened up from coming. I’m clamping around their fingers, and they can definitely feel it.
They all watch me, waiting for orders.
“Open me up,” I tell my wolf men. “Make me ready to be claimed.”
Chapter Thirty-One
Scar
Itisthesweetestkind of torture to taste our mate on my tongue and to feel her tight walls around my finger, while my cock weeps under my loincloth, bursting with the need to be buried inside my true mate. The desire to claim Lita is primal and so strong it is hard to resist.
But I must fulfil her wishes and use my fingers to open her up until she is ready to be mated.
I look at Scratch, but my brother is feeling the same things I am feeling, and there is no way he will move from where he is to allow me to do this for her on my own.
She wants both of us. She wants all of us.
We must give her exactly what she craves.
Snake moves out from behind her, and he and Fox help her to lay back down, her head propped up by the pillows we slept on for several hours while she napped in Scratch’s arms. Snake is now at her left side, and Fox at her right. They both have the same idea at the same time, moving their hands across the swell of her stomach and down through the fine hairs above her sex. Fox pushes a finger in front of mine, and Snake pushes one of his thick fingers in above Scratch’s.
Lita lets out a deep moan that makes my cock so hard it might as well be made of steel.
God of Wolves, our mate is perfection made flesh.
When we begin to move our fingers, the sounds she makes are guttural and needy.
Watching and feeling her opening get slicker, I know she’s already stretched enough to be claimed.
But it is up to her to tell us when she is ready, and she is not there yet.
It feels as if I might soak the bed she made for us with my spend if I have to watch her moaning as we move our fingers inside her body for too much longer. She tasted sweet when I licked her thigh, and I find myself craving more of her juices as her scent gets stronger under our touches.
“I am going to lose it,” Scratch murmurs. “She is going to come again, and I am going to erupt.”
“So?” Fox asks. “I came before when I was sucking her nipple. My cock is already hard again.”
Scratch gives Fox a disgusted look.
“Oh, come on,” Fox murmurs, flashing a sly little grin. “Loosen up a little.”
“You can come as much as you like,” Scratch tells him. “I will save my seed for our mate.”
“Good luck with that,” Fox tells him, shaking his head.
Snake hisses his agreement with Fox, before he leans in and lets his tongue flick out across our mate’s breasts. Her pink nipples get a little darker and she gasps as he places his attention on licking and spanking those pretty tips with that deviant tongue of his.
Scratch squeezes his eyes closed. I don’t blame him. Her expression is euphoric.
She looks like a Goddess laid out before us.
She’s our mate. Our Luna. Ours.
