Olafr’s nose grazes my clit and I cry out as a piercing pang of pleasure pulses into my womb. That’s when I grab on to his thick locks, my legs clamping close around his head.
“I have hurt her!” Olafr cries inside our minds.
“No, Brother,” FJ answers, inner voice deep and husky. “You have pleased her much.”
“Then why does she fight me thusly?”
“It is the way of her human female. When her pleasure becomes too great, her body does part from her wolf’s mind and give defense.”#p#分页标题#e#
Looking skeptical, Olafr gives my core a tentative lap, the tip of his tongue once again making contact with the explosive button between my legs. And I can’t help it, I cry out again, my legs squeezing even tighter. It feels so damn good.
This time Olafr really does stop, jerking up into a kneeling position.
“She tastes good upon my tongue, Brother. But I will not let my human hurt her again.”
“Give him your voice, Varra,” FJ commands me out loud. “Assure him you are well-pleased.”
“It’s so good, Olafr,” I push into his mind, all awkwardness out the window, replaced by aching need. “Please, keep going, please…”
Olafr’s eyes once again glow with lust. But then he shakes his head and asks, “Are you sure, Varra?”
“I vow to you, Brother, you do please her much indeed,” FJ answers over our three-way mind link. “You must continue in this way until it is finished. But I understand your fear, and now will I give to you help with this, so you might go even deeper.”
The next thing I feel is FJ’s hands reaching around me and prying my thighs wide apart, exposing my open pussy to Olafr. It’s so dirty. So wrong. But all I can do is moan as another wave of delicious heat rolls over my body.
“See how she gives more heat, Brother,” FJ says over the mind link. “See how she suffers without the pleasure your tongue would to her bring. The time has come to finish what you have started. Your future fenrir commands it, Brother.”
Wait. Did he just command his brother to eat me out?
Before I can even begin to process this, Olafr dives back down between my legs, going in with a fervor that puts me in mind of the legendary berserkers going into battle.
“I do much love the taste of you, Varra,” he says inside my head, as he licks my sex. “I must fight greatly with my human to let me have my fill.”
Then his tongue digs in deeper, his nose pushing hard into my clit.
The only thing that keeps me on the bed is FJ. His large hands still holding my legs open, his strong arms clamped on either side of my waist, and his broad chest serving as a wall at my back, so that I’m locked between him and the overwhelming pleasure of his brother’s tongue.
“Very good, Brother. You please her much. Smell how her heat does increase, how her…” FJ stops and I feel his mind focus on me. “Varra, I would have you tell us how to properly address that part of you to which Olafr pays court.”
“Vagina,” I say through our mind link, trying to hold on to my sanity.
“I would have you say it aloud, Varra. My mind only ‘hears’ your words in my tongue.”
“Vagina,” I answer with a gasp. “We call it the vagina.”
“Latin,” FJ says, with a frown in his voice. “No, Varra, Latin is far too formal. Speak to me the word used in your most common tongue. We North Wolves call it ‘kunta.’ What do your land’s wolves call it?”
So now we know where that word comes from, I think to myself. Before confessing, “We have a word sort of like that, too. But mostly we use the word ‘pussy.’ It—” I pause, momentarily losing myself in Olafr’s deliciously relentless tongue, “It also means ‘cat.’”
“Pussy,” he repeats into my mind, voice dripping with Viking honey. “This word I do like for your cat. Olafr, you must now go deeper into her pussy than your tongue will allow. Take two fingers and bring them to the opening.”
I tense, not wanting a repeat of Olafr’s fumbling hands. Feeding me was one thing, but you kind of want someone to have his fine motor skills on lock before he starts rooting around in your lady parts.#p#分页标题#e#
As if sensing my fear, FJ says, “Slowly, Brother. Press slowly into this space until you find her life tunnel.”
Proving himself to be the best damn pussy student I’ve ever heard of, Olafr pushes two thick fingers into me. And when he begins moving them slowly in and out of what FJ termed my “life tunnel” I moan, releasing another wave of heat into the air.