In. Out. Hard. Fast. Brecc didn’t let up. He intensified his moves in speed and depth. His growls grew louder, wilder. Even his cock felt thicker in her pussy. She choked on her breaths, her lungs tripping over themselves trying to get a breath.
Her pussy grasped at Brecc’s driving cock. “This,” he said, kissing her shoulder. “Is such a beautiful marking.”
He was talking about an artistic set of wolf paws on fire she’d gotten some years back. She’d always loved wolves, and having seen a painting of one surrounded by flames had given her the idea for the tattoo.
“Thank you,” she gasped.
“I hope you don’t mind,” he nibbled on her shoulder. “If I add my own marking to your flesh.”
She had no idea what he was talking about. “I don’t mind.”
He could do whatever the fuck he wanted and she’d be okay with that. He pounded her pussy, finally sending her flying with her earth-shattering release.
She screamed. What? Something unintelligible, but she screamed. Her pussy tightened around his cock, sucking him deep. He bit her then, his teeth embedding into the back of her shoulder in the same area she had her tattoo. One final thrust and he came inside her.
At the same time, Eros came on her chest, his cum shot up to her chin and slid down her neck to coat her chest with his seed. Brecc continued coming, he pulsed in her channel, filling her with the heat of his cum.
She was spent and strangely turned on by having had them both come in and on her at the same time.
Eros slid his hands over her chest, massaging his cum on her tits. “I love that. Seeing my scent on your chest.”
Brecc slid out of her slowly and flipped her over. With a hard press of his lips, he took hers again. One short, quick kiss and he reeled back. “I knew you’d be perfect for us.”
She blinked at the hazy world and tried to bring it all into focus. It was hard. All she wanted was to lean into his body and let him hold her. She swore he read her mind. The next thing she knew he was pulling her out of the pool and laying her on a blanket Eros laid out.
The blanket went from a thin sheet to a thick two inch mattress. She lay there, sighing and letting her wobbly legs adjust to what just happened. Before she could make sense of their actions and the fact she actually wanted to do it all again, Brecc laid behind her, curving an arm around her waist and pulling her ass flush on his cock. Eros took her front side. She kissed him and lay her head under his chin. He slid one of her legs over his and caressed her thigh in small soothing circles.
No words were needed. Some kind of strange connection took place in that pool. She’d been pushing away the notion of wanting two men at the same time. It wasn’t done in polite society. Yet she had. And she’d enjoyed every second of it. She couldn’t fault her greedy hormones for wanting both men either.
Eros was the sensitive, sweet guy every woman wanted in their lives. Then there was Brecc. Good lord, Brecc. He was the bad boy that pissed a woman off and fucked her so good she’d burn his clothes if he left her. Yeah. He was one of those mind-fucks that a woman couldn’t fight.
Her body sighed in happiness. She’d had them both. They both wanted her. What did this triad thing mean? She needed more information. Ménages were not her thing. Hell, this was her first and she had to admit it was fucking amazing. Now all she could think of was doing more with both guys. Maybe being in Aurora would help bring out her freak side.
She started to fall asleep with the idea of finding men who loved her curves as much as she did. Two in one shot. Holy fuck!
TWENTY
Brecc sat at his favorite tree, unsure what to do. His father had told him emotions made a leader weak. That Alphas had no room for that in their lives. So how was he to explain the feelings of pleasure flooding his heart?
“What are you doing out here all alone?” Eros asked. He’d know that Brecc’s mind was in an uproar. It was something Eros sensed easily. Not only from their bond, but as the Omega, his power lay in the emotional health of the pack.
“Thinking.” He ignored the biting cold and continued staring at the frozen river.
“Weren’t you the one who told Charlotte to not think? To follow her instincts?”
He was, but that was her. She questioned what both Brecc and Eros knew was the right move for her. She belonged with them. They’d make the perfect triad for the Ice Mountains.
“It’s not the same,” he muttered, sliding his fingers though his hair in agitation.
“No, it’s not. But then again, you didn’t follow rules did you?” Eros sat next to him, glancing at his face. “You bit her.”