“Oh God. Please? I need you. Move! You have to move,” Melissa yelled, the fire burning inside her nearly too hot to bear. She felt like she was totally consumed in a needy, passionate haze.
Luke and Damian started thrusting into her. They had no finesse or rhythm as they pounded in and out of her ass and cunt, but all she cared about was the frantic yearning rising up inside her was finally going to be appeased. They were pounding in and out of her holes together, making her writhe in ecstasy. She couldn’t get enough of them. She never wanted them to leave her body. She needed to be held in their arms, to feel the love they had for her surrounding her physically as well as fulfilling her emotionally.
They kept her on the edge of climax for what seemed like hours. Her mates brought her to the brink of climax three times before they let her get closer to the crescendo she was striving toward. Finally, when she didn’t think she could take anymore, they thrust their hips faster and harder, the sounds of their sweat-slick bodies slapping together in a cacophony of pleasure.
Melissa could feel the coil of tension winding tighter and tighter as her mates slammed against her, inside her. Tingles of fire ran from the top of her head and down the length of her body. Her insides were building to such an intense peak she didn’t think she could bear it.
“Oh, ah. It’s too much. Don’t stop.” She knew she was crying but the sensations were too intense to contain her emotions. Her heart was so full of love and her body was feeling such powerful pleasure it wouldn’t be contained. “I love you. I love you both so much.”
Melissa reached the summit, screaming loudly as euphoria culminated and pushed her up and over the edge of the cliff. She saw stars and her body convulsed uncontrollably as cream gushed from her pussy, covering her and Luke. She was vaguely aware of her mates’ roars as they ejaculated into her pussy and ass. The jerking spasms of their cocks inside her as they filled her with warm cum caused her to tip over the edge once more. Her vision dimmed and she slumped down onto Luke and slipped into oblivion.
Melissa woke to find her mates running their hands up and down her body in soothing caresses as they lay beside her on the bed. She sighed contentedly as they surrounded her with their warm masculinity. She had never felt so fragile, feminine, or loved. She giggled when Damian found a ticklish spot on her ribs, then laughed uncontrollably as her two mates tickled her relentlessly until she called a stop to their play.
“Stop! I can’t take anymore,” she gasped out between laughs.
“Mel, Luke and I love you, baby. We are so glad we found you. We never thought we’d ever find out mate. You’re our miracle,” Damian said with such sincerity she had to blink so she didn’t end up blubbering all over them.
“I love you, honey. You are the light of our lives. We want to make babies with you. We want to love, cherish, and protect you. You make our lives complete. I can’t wait for you to be in our house.” Luke’s voice was full of emotion and he swallowed audibly.
Melissa was so choked up with emotion she could barely breathe. She had to take a few deep, ragged breaths until she was able to speak. Taking each of their hands into hers, she moved back to rest against the headboard of the bed so she could see both her mates at the same time.
“I love you both so much. I would like nothing more than to make babies with you. You have made me so happy,” she sobbed, then launched herself into her men’s arms.
Luke and Damian sandwiched Melissa between them, surrounding her with their love and warm bodies and they both placed their noses against her neck and inhaled.
“Ours,” they both growled at the same time.
“Yours.” Melissa sighed with contentment.
Damian eased away from her until he was standing beside the bed. He rummaged around in his jeans pocket for something, then crawled back onto the bed. “We would like to ask for the honor of your hand in marriage, Melissa Wise.” Damian cleared his throat and then held his hand out palm up.
Melissa gasped when she saw the solitaire diamond with a small, black diamond on either side. It was set in a white gold band and was the most exquisite ring she had ever seen. She covered her mouth with a trembling hand and Luke clasped her left hand in his and held it steady while Damian slipped the band onto her left ring finger.
“Thank you. The ring is…beautiful. But…”
“But what, honey?” Luke asked.
“I thought we were already married,” Melissa said.
“In the eyes of the pack we are, baby,” Damian said, “but we know that it’s every woman’s dream to get married in the traditional way. So we decided if you would accept us, we would have a traditional human wedding ceremony. We want to make you happy, Mel.”