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Roarke’s expression softens, and he approaches us, his voice carrying a hint of amusement. “No need to apologize,” he says, his eyes flicking between Anya and me. “It’s good to see you back with us, Lucas.”
TWELVE
ANYA
No one in our pack looks upset about what’s just transpired, and I can’t help but feel relieved. The situation could have taken a different turn, but it seems that our pack mates have accepted the unexpected moment between Lucas and me. In fact, their expressions appear more amused than anything else, and I can’t help but chuckle inwardly at the irony of it all.
Who’s going to make the first move? I wonder as Owen, Roarke, and Wyatt draw nearer to me and Lucas, like wolves circling their prey.
Much to my surprise, it’s my sexy client, turning our previous relationship on its head. Wyatt takes my hands in his, gently caressing my fingertips with his rough palms. His hazel eyes blaze with lust, making me tremble with anticipation.
Wyatt leans in closer, gently pressing his firm lips against mine. I respond with equal fervor, my tongue darting out to meet his, our kiss fierce and possessive. His hands roam up and down my back, leaving trails of goosebumps in their wake.
Owen joins us, sliding his arms around my waist and pulling me close to him. His eyes are filled with admiration and desire, mirroring the feelings within my soul.
I find myself lost in the depths of his gaze, wanting nothing more than to explore the mysteries behind those eyes. As I pull away from Wyatt, I glance at Lucas, who’s watching us with a mix of curiosity and excitement. The chemistry between us all is undeniable, filling the air with an electrifying energy that only intensifies the atmosphere.
“You look incredibly beautiful tonight,” Owen says softly, running his fingers through my hair, causing prickles of excitement to tear all over me. “Your eyes seem to be glowing, and your lips... I can’t help but want to claim them as mine.” His voice holds a husky edge, betraying his desires.
My heart races as I stare into Owen’s hypnotic eyes. I can feel my breath catch in my throat, a combination of excitement and fear mixing together inside me. I long to give myself fully to these men at long last, yet the intensity of their gazes unnerves me.
A low groan escapes Roarke’s lips as he senses my willingness. He grips my hips, pulling me against his hardened erection. Wyatt, Owen, and Lucas follow suit, anchoring themselves on either side of me, their rock hard bodies encapsulating my petite frame.
The air around us seems to vibrate with anticipation, every breath holding a layer of expectation.
My heart hammers in my chest, my pulse racing.
With trembling hands, I reach out to touch the muscled shoulders of each man, a gesture of trust and submission. A sigh of relief escapes Roarke’s lips as he grasps my wrists and entwines our fingers, bringing my hands to rest on his broad chest. Owen, ever the tease, nips at my earlobe before trailing his teeth along my neck, eliciting a soft moan from my throat. With gentle tenderness, Wyatt nibbles on my shoulder, sending shivers down my spine.
My breath catches in my throat as the wolves begin to take control, exploring my body with their expert hands. Lucas runs his fingers through my hair, brushing it back gently to expose my neck. Wyatt captures my attention once again, placing featherlight kisses along my jaw line and down my neck. My eyes flutter shut, surrendering completely to the sensual experience.
The cave becomes a blur of heated passion as the four wolves explore my body with their skilled hands. My breath comes in ragged gasps, my body succumbing to the pleasure their expert touch brings. I truly can’t get enough.
Roarke’s large hands suddenly grip my hips, lifting me effortlessly onto the nearby rock.
I feel a rush of exhilaration as I straddle his lap, the cool stone pressing against my bare back. His strong arms wrap around my waist, keeping me securely in place. Meanwhile, Lucas kneels beside me, his eyes burning with desire as he watches the scene unfold.
As I lean forward, my body grazing Roarke’s, Wyatt moves in to join us. His lithe frame positions itself perfectly between Lucas and me, creating an intimate triangle.
Wyatt’s experienced hands caress my flesh, eliciting deep moans. Roarke’s strong arms embrace me, keeping me safely against his rock hard chest. Everything is happening all at once, it’s almost overwhelming. Only, it also isn’t happening quick enough. I’m a mess.
Their movements become increasingly more aggressive, their lust evident in their hungry eyes. All four wolves show case their prowess, their bodies working in harmony as they please me with their skillful hands and expert mouths.
As I move in rhythm with their passionate thrusts, I notice each man’s unique approach to love making.
Roarke possesses a raw, primal energy that captivates me, just like it always has done, while Wyatt’s playfulness keeps me enthralled. Lucas’s charming smile and mischievous eyes draw me in, making me crave his touch even more. And finally, Owen’s unwavering confidence and seductive nature makes me yearn for his powerful embrace.
The room pulsates with the beat of our hearts, each thump amplifying the intensity of this moment. Sweat trickles down our bodies, creating a slippery surface that only fuels our ardor.
Lucas lavishes my breasts with his tender attention, his expert fingers eliciting gasps and moans from deep within me. Wyatt endlessly teases my sensitive areas with his gentle touch, keeping me on the edge of ecstasy.
Owen, meanwhile, focuses on my lower regions, his skillful hands and talented tongue expertly driving me closer to the precipice. While Roarke’s kisses leave me breathless. I’ve never felt this good. It seems like we all have to be here to make it feel this incredible. This is even better than my first time with Roarke, which was something I thought could never happen.
The air in the cave crackles with electricity, the sounds of our moans and heavy breaths serving as a percussion section for our escalating dance of desire. The wolves move in tandem, their bodies seemingly made for one another, and for me as well.
Maybe Theo knows exactly what he’s doing…
I start to struggle to hold back the growing waves of ecstasy coursing through my body. As the wolves’ touches grow more insistent, I gasp and arch my back, meeting Roarke’s eyes as we lock in a moment of mutual recognition.
