Page 43 of Midnight Conviction


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Time moves strangely in here, and it could have been two hours or two minutes since I began touching myself, but I feel like I’m about to explode, needing release. The pleasure starts to build, and I’m about to peak, but a hand reaches out and stills my movements. Keening as my orgasm slips away, I glare at the owner of the hand.

“Stop,” Syn orders on his hands and knees before me. Lifting my hand so it’s pinned above my head, he leans in until our noses press together. “I need the taste of my mate on my lips, and I want my tongue inside you when you come.”

My mouth drops open into a silent “oh,” anticipation flooding my body and making me super alert. My legs widen for him, something he notices with a smirk. Lowering himself until he’s just inches from my pussy, he blows out a breath, the cool air brushing over my hot, sensitive folds. The first flick of his tongue almost has me jumping off the mattress, and he has to grab my leg to keep me still. Chuckling against me, he begins licking me in earnest, working from my clit to my slit, his tongue pressing inside my entrance to lick my arousal.

I’m tossing and turning despite Syn trying to hold me down, and from the corner of my eye, I catch a glimpse of movement. Turning my head in my aroused state, I find Joel watching with his cock in his hand as he uses slow movements to touch himself, making him impossibly bigger. Raising a brow at Syn’s predicament, he clicks his tongue and crosses over to the mattress.

At first, I’m not sure what he’s about to do when he grabs my shoulders. It soon becomes clear that he’s trying to slide in behind me. With his legs on either side of mine, he pulls me back against his hard chest, banding an arm around my middle to keep me still. His cock presses against my back, and at this point, I’d do just about anything for him to fuck me and give me a release I so desperately need. Unfortunately for me, that’s not what he has in mind right now, and he uses his free hand to cup my right breast, tweaking my nipple and sending shocks of arousal straight to my clit.

Syn’s growls of pleasure and the vulgar wet sounds of his actions only serve to push me closer to the edge, and Joel makes a sound more like a purr.

“Hang onto me, mate,” he whispers, nipping my earlobe.

I don’t need him to tell me twice. Reaching up, I grab onto his arm and anchor myself to him, nails pressing down hard and no doubt causing marks on his skin. There’s no complaint from him though, and I swear I feel his cock twitch against me each time I squeeze his arm.

With his mouth on my clit, Syn slides two digits into my pussy, finger fucking me while rolling his eyes up so he can watch me fall apart. That’s exactly what I do. My orgasm hits me so hard that if Joel wasn’t holding onto me, I would have fallen off the mattress. Wave after wave of pleasure moves through me, and I swear I see stars.

When it slowly starts to fade and I return to my body, I peel my eyes open and see Syn sitting back on his heels, looking very pleased with himself. “Now that I’ve had my supper, I think it’s time your other alpha gets some dessert.”

My breathing is rapid, and my whole body feels sensitive, yet I’m ready to go again, needing my mates inside me. Sitting forward so Joel can get himself into position, I wait for them to direct me. It’s a strange feeling, just waiting to be told what to do as the two of them speak quietly, but without the pressure of having to make decisions, I can simply enjoy the afterglow, staring up at the ceiling.

The two of them move around, but I stay where I am, a sleepy smile on my lips. Suddenly, Joel reaches for me and pulls me close. He’s sitting much as he was before, his back against the wall and legs extended out in front of him. However, instead of my back to his chest as it was before, he guides me so I’m straddling his legs and facing him. At some point, Joel removed his boxers, and his cock is standing proudly.

My breath catches in my throat. I’d forgotten just how big he was, but I have no problem remembering how fucking good he felt inside me. With one hand on my hip and the other holding his cock, he guides me until the head is pressing against my entrance. Collecting some of my slick, he rubs it over his cock and starts to push into me. The glorious stretch causes my eyes to roll to the back of my head as I slowly sink onto his length. It’s almost too much, but Syn is cooing behind me, his hand reaching out and stroking down the length of my back.

“That’s it, mate. So fucking beautiful.”

With that encouragement and Joel’s steady movements, I soon take all of him and rock to try and get some more friction. Joel’s hand slides around to the back of my neck and pulls me towards him, claiming my lips. We kiss deeply as we start to move in sync. Joel is controlling our movements, keeping us at a slow, steady pace despite the efforts I’m making to go faster and harder. I’m so full of his cock, yet I want more. I must say it aloud as I feel Syn moving in close behind me.

“Such a greedy girl,” Syn murmurs against my ear, his breath tickling the sensitive skin there. Hands skimming down my body, he reaches between me and Joel, his fingers brushing against where we join. He traces the edge of my entrance, so stretched and full, and collects what slick he can. It’s an odd feeling, and I feel Joel stiffen for a moment at the touch. He quickly moves past it, though, and continues with his slow, measured thrusts.

Syn runs his free hand over the globe of my ass, spreading my cheeks and moving his slick finger to my asshole. He pushes it through the tight ring of muscle, and I arch back, a loud groan tearing from my throat. The sensation is intense, and before I’m able to comprehend what’s happening, I feel him remove his finger and press the head of his dick against my forbidden hole.

I freeze, convinced that I’ll tear in two if he goes any further. Even with that fear in my mind, my inner whore is coming forward, and I push back against him, silently pleading for more. My mates and I have done anal before. Sometimes it’s a necessity when you have multiple mates, and it’s something I’ve enjoyed. Double penetration is a whole new ball game though.

The slight sting of pain mixed with pleasure as he pushes in a little farther has me whimpering. I just feel sofull, like there’s no possible way they’ll both fit.

“Shh, it’s okay,” Syn murmurs, pressing kisses against my shoulder as he leans me forward, changing the angle so he has more space to move. “You can take us both.”

He seems more convinced than I am, and I try to relax, putting myself in his hands. As he slides into my ass, one centimetre at a time, I groan as pleasure overtakes the stinging sensation and begin moving ever so slightly, needing the stimulation. Joel has been mostly still within me during this, only rocking his hips rather than thrusting into me, and seeing my need on my face, he slides a hand between us, pressing his finger to my clit in slow, lazy circles.

Syn has stopped behind me, panting with the effort of holding back and not just fucking me like his wolf demands. My back entrance spasms, squeezing around him and making us both moan.

Panting, I shake my head. “It’s not going to fit.”

Joel makes a very male noise, one that’s difficult to describe and full of satisfaction. “Mate, it will fit. Look at me,” he orders, his words firm but his voice soft. I meet his stare and find the eyes of an alpha staring back at me. “You will take Syn’s cock, and then you’ll let us take care of you. We’ll make it good for you, I promise.”

It shouldn’t be possible, but that just turns me on all the more, and Iwantthis. Sure, I want to please them, but I know he’s telling the truth. Theywillmake this good for me, and I want to take both of them within me at the same time. There’s something powerful in that notion, knowing I’m the key to their pleasure and my body is perfectly designed to give it to them.

“Do you trust me?”

I nod, but he shakes his head.

“No, I need to hear it. Do you trust me?”

“Yes, Alpha,” I reply hoarsely, watching as his pupils constrict at the honorific. Oh yeah, he likes it when I call him that.

“Good,” he rumbles, his voice deeper than it was before. “Do you trust Alpha Syn?”

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