Alyssa’s Wolves(53)

Without taking his gaze off her, Michael inserted another finger and scissored them just as Tyler had earlier inside her pussy.

Alyssa moaned and turned her gaze back to Tyler. He pulled her head back against his chest and rested his hand tangled in her hair.

Finally, Michael removed his fingers and lined his cock up with her rear hole. “Gonna take it slow. Don’t move.”

How could she possibly move?

In fact, Alyssa held her breath while Michael worked himself barely into her. The moan that escaped his lips as he inched into her made her clench her pussy around Tyler’s shaft.

“Please…” she begged. She needed more movement. More pressure.

The plea worked. Michael pressed in to the hilt and held still. She could hear him breathing. Or just trying to catch his breath perhaps.

“Move.”

*

Michael wanted to tape his mate’s mouth shut. Her little words were increasing his arousal at a rate that would make him come even before he’d had a chance to enjoy her. She didn’t realize the effect she had on him.

Michael pulled partway out and then lifted Alyssa while he pushed back in. She rose up with her hands on both sides of Tyler and caught onto the rhythm quickly, lifting and lowering herself over Tyler while Michael plunged into her opposite Tyler.

Alyssa moaned constantly, her tiny voice penetrating the room.

“I’m gonna come,” Tyler stated. He grabbed Alyssa by the waist and pulled her down hard against him.

Michael pressed into her ass at the same time, feeling Tyler’s cock against his own and noticing how good it felt to share this woman. All reservations he’d had before this moment fled. There was truly nothing better in the world than possessing Alyssa with Tyler, making her moan with pleasure while they both pushed her over the edge simultaneously.

Alyssa stiffened first, her ass clenching Michael’s cock as she came. Tyler had to be experiencing the same thing around his own dick because he immediately started a low groan. Michael let go right behind them, his cock throbbing as his seed squirted into his mate.

After a few moments, Michael eased out of Alyssa and collapsed alongside her. He had come so fast inside her tight heat he couldn’t imagine why he was breathing so hard.

Tyler lifted Alyssa off himself and wedged her between them. “That was…”

“Incredible.” Michael finished. He leaned up on his side and stared down at Alyssa’s heaving chest.

“Am I dead?” She smiled and flopped her arms over her head. They were squishing her, but this damn bed was only a queen. Hardly enough space for three people.

“God I hope not ’cause I want to do that again … soon.” Michael traced a finger around her breasts, drawing circles around her nipples. He watched them pebble beneath his touch.

Tyler leaned up on her other side and watched. “You’re so sexy, Ali. So incredibly sexy.”

A flush rushed across her chest. Michael looked up at her face. Her eyes were closed. “Alyssa?”

She peeked out through tiny slits.

“You okay?”

She smiled, a huge grin that spread from ear to ear. “Perfect.”

Michael chuckled. “Perfect, eh?”

Alyssa flinched. “You’re in my head.”

“Yep.”

“I heard you too.” Tyler leaned over and took Alyssa’s mouth in a kiss. “Your voice is music in my head.”

“You’re both squishing me.”

“This bed’s too small.” Michael scooted back about an inch, all the space he had left before falling on his ass over the side.

“Should we move? Go to our own rooms?” Alyssa’s eyes grew wide.

“Fuck no. We’ll survive.” Tyler flopped down, resting his head beside her arm.

“You’re never sleeping alone again, babe. Not a chance. And I don’t have the energy to switch rooms. We’ll make do for tonight and make different arrangements tomorrow.” Michael stood and headed for the adjoining bathroom. He cleaned himself up and then returned with two warm washcloths. One, he tossed to Tyler. The other he used to wipe Alyssa’s legs. His woman even opened up a little to let him clean her off. Tossing the cloth on the ground, he grabbed the blankets from the foot of the bed and pulled them up over everyone.

Alyssa slipped farther into the warmth and turned to her side, snuggling her ass against Michael’s erection.

“Lie still, nymph, or I’ll not be able to let you sleep.” He nibbled her ear and wrapped his arm around her waist.

It seemed for a moment that Tyler was a bit left out, but then Michael realized Alyssa had looped one leg over Tyler, hugging him up against her.

She’d been right about one thing. This was perfect.