voice.
She stretched her spine, leaning over him to tempt him with her nipple. He seized it with his mouth, dragging the edge of his teeth lightly along her nipple before sucking it between his lips.
She groaned, and Carson added another finger. Her body felt heavy, weighted down with bliss. By the time Carson positioned the head of his cock at her entrance, all of her worries about logistics and self-doubt had faded away, and he pushed the head of his cock into her without much trouble at all. There was an instant of sharp pressure and then the heavy slide of his shaft slowly working into her. He was patient.
More patient than she was.
When she rocked back to hurry him along, he pressed a hand to the top of her ass to hold her in place. “Easy. I don’t want to hurt you. How does this feel?”
Full. God, she’d never felt so full.
The fullness satisfied her heat. Having two of her mates tend so solicitously to her needs pleased the wolf.
“Good,” she said, her voice low and raspy. “Perfect.”
She’d thought Carson was fully inside her but she was wrong. He shifted closer, the hair on his legs brushing against the backs of her thighs. He flexed his hips and pushed even deeper. She groaned. It was an animal sound, half-wolf, half-human. Jack’s fingers tightened on her breast and he drew her other nipple into his mouth to toy with it.
Carson withdrew slightly and then, finally, finally, thrust all the way home. She gasped at the sensation as both men held themselves still for a long, silent moment.
When Carson withdrew, Jack dragged in an unsteady breath. “Fuck. I can feel you moving. It’s like you’re sliding right against my cock.”
Carson’s sharp exhalation gusted against her shoulder. “Then move, Jack. I want to feel you too. Let’s take Maggie with us.”
They did, starting slow and being extraordinarily careful. They stretched and filled her, gliding, pushing. The two men were so in tune with one another that it was as if they had one mind. One purpose, and that was to drive her freaking insane. With soft touches, warm mouths, and hard cocks, they brought her to the brink of orgasm a half dozen times.
She couldn’t move without throwing them off balance. When she tried, they locked her in place. Carson stretched over her back and Jack’s arms closed around her. She felt the graze of Carson’s teeth over the raw spot where he’d marked her only a few hours ago and her entire body shivered in response. Jack claimed her mouth, taking her breath.
She didn’t mind. He could have her breath. He could have everything.
Maybe that should scare her. It did, a little bit. But it was an exhilarating kind of fear that made her feel more alive than she ever had in her entire life.
This time when they coaxed her to the edge of orgasm, they held her there for what seemed an eternity before, by some silent agreement, they decided it was time to push her over the edge. Jack gripped her hips to hold her steady while he thrust into her with slow, heavy strokes, grinding his abdomen against her clit. Carson became more forceful, not enough to hurt her, but enough that it was impossible to ignore the sharp pressure of his cock.
Her awareness narrowed to the tight knot of almost painful pleasure that built inside her until it suddenly and sweetly unraveled into perfect bliss. Her mouth opened on a silent gasp and she came in great, powerful waves. Jack swore softly, but continued to thrust into her. Carson came with her. He grunted as she clamped down on his cock and then pumped her full of his seed.
Maggie returned to herself slowly, becoming aware first of the sweat coating her skin and Jack’s. The scent of sex that hovered thick in the air. The soft brush of Carson’s lips against her neck before he withdrew. Her body ached with the loss of him, but Jack lifted his hips, filling her, reminding her of his presence.
She opened her eyes.
Jack’s eyes were glowing fiercely. His jaw clenched. She