Amanda's Wolves(51)

Sawyer dipped his middle finger into her panties and stroked through her folds. “So wet…” He kissed her earlobe at the end of his whisper. “Love how wet you are for us.” He tucked his fingers into the lace and slid her panties down her body.

Logan climbed onto the bed and reached out a hand. “Come up here, before you fall.” He gave her a half grin she knew would melt her heart thousands of time in the course of her life.

Sawyer helped her onto the bed, and she crawled over to where Logan flattened onto his back. He wrapped an arm around her waist, his fingers stroking her butt cheek. His firm length bobbed in front of her, making her nervous as she kneeled at his side.

She reached out a hand to touch him as Sawyer eased up behind her.

He was naked now too, and his shaft bobbed against the same butt cheek Logan now cupped.

Her knees started to shake, and she lowered her butt to the mattress, letting her legs stretch out between both men. Without letting herself think too long, she gently grasped Logan’s length, wrapping her hand around the shaft. Her fingers didn’t even touch.

Logan moaned as his hand settled on top of hers, guiding her to stroke him up and down with the right pressure. She hadn’t boldly grasped the cock of any of her previous lovers. The skin was smooth and tight. When her palm grazed over the mushroom-shaped tip, she realized it was even smoother. The precome oozing from the tip wet her hand and eased the way back down until she reached the base and repeated the action.

That was all he gave her. He peeled her fingers off and tugged her hand over her head as he turned onto his side to face her and flattened her onto the bed. “Sorry. That’s all I can tolerate right now. If you kept that up, I would come in your hand. And I want to come inside your tight warmth.”

A flush crept up her chest and face. She said nothing. Why was she so nervous? It wasn’t as though she were a virgin. And yet, she felt every bit like that were the truth.

Sawyer framed her other side in the same way Logan had. He tucked his foot between her legs and pulled her open wider as his fingers danced down her belly and then played with the curls above her sex. “Your skin is amazing. So soft. Smooth.” His eyes were on hers. His fingers inched lower until he stroked them through her folds, his palm pressing on her clit.

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Logan leaned over her and licked her lower lip before his tongue dipped inside to toy with hers in a deep kiss that left her breathless and squirming. When he wrapped his palm around one of her breasts, she nearly bucked off the bed. With one arm trapped between her body and Logan’s and the other lying over her head, she was completely at their mercy.

Suddenly, Sawyer plunged two fingers into her warmth. “Jesus, she’s tight.”

She dug her heels into the bed as he scissored inside her, stretching her.

He avoided her clit, driving her mad with need. In fact, he crawled down her body next, spread her legs wider, and situated himself between them, never removing his fingers.

The stretch was amazing, but she wanted more. She needed contact with the nub of nerves above her sex.

“That’s it, hon. Just feel my fingers inside you.” He set a hand on her belly and pressed her into the mattress. Until then, she hadn’t realized she was lifting her butt off the sheets. “Need to work you open farther so we don’t hurt you. You’re so tight.”

It was hard to imagine either of them could hurt her. All she knew was how much she craved having him inside her.

“Let her come, Sawyer. It’ll be easier to work her tight hole after she’s slightly sated.” Logan’s fingers trailed down toward her core, lightly pinching her nipples on the way. When he reached her clit, he circled the swollen nub several times.

She held her breath, liking his idea. Please. Jesus. Let me come. And then you can claim me. She knew she would be more relaxed after an orgasm. It would be easier to press into her while she came down from the high, especially if it was anything like the orgasms she’d had earlier that left her limp.

Sawyer turned his hand palm up and stroked across the upper wall of her sex, making her cry out at the same time Logan flicked his pointer over her clit.

“That’s it, baby. Let it go,” Logan whispered, his head leaning over her, his eyes darting around her face.

Two seconds later, she came, pulsing against the many fingers at her clit and inside her. Her vision blurred as she lowered the hand above her head and grabbed onto the sheet at her sides. Her body went ramrod stiff as she rode the orgasm through waves of pleasure.

Before she was completely back to Earth, before she fully opened her eyes to focus on the room, before she could utter a single word, Sawyer pulled his hand out of her warmth and scooted back while Logan released the pressure on her clit and climbed between her legs.