Jessica’s Wolves(48)

In seconds it was over, her wet areolas now rock hard and chilled by the cool air.

“I think you could make her come just by stimulating her nipples. Look at her clit, poking out from the hood with no help at all.” Reese leaned across her spread thighs with his forearms and made a triangle with his fingers to frame the area he was so clinically discussing.

Jessica moaned and let her head fall to one side, opposite the side Charles was on. It was irrational, but somehow she felt she’d hidden from their intimate gazes by doing so.

Her clit actually throbbed. She could feel her pulse beating beneath Reese’s fingers.

Inches separated her nub from his mouth. There was little doubt considering the warm breath landing on her, flaming her higher by the second.

She flushed, a warmth that spread across her chest and up her cheeks, to think of these lovers watching the reaction of her body at so little contact.

“Please…” The word sounded foreign. I’m begging.

“That’s it, baby. We want to hear you. Tell us what you need.” Charles licked across her nipple, or more like flicked his tongue over the distended point.

He switched back and forth between the two breasts in rapid succession, his tongue wreaking havoc with her scrambling brain waves. There was no pattern. Sometimes one nipple got two or three licks, sometimes one.

Meanwhile, Reese continued to breathe across her wide-open sex. When he suddenly blew on her clit from a very short distance, she nearly came undone.

“Please…” Had that word even come out right? It sounded garbled.

“Please what?” Reese hovered directly over her. He wouldn’t give her an inch.

“Please … suck … me.”

“Here?” Charles sucked a breast into his wide mouth, devouring her for the first time, changing the course of his delicate actions.

She groaned and realized as he let go with a pop her lips were open and dry. She licked them, her tongue circling her mouth.

“Oh, baby. I can’t wait to have that tongue circling my cock like that.” Charles sucked her other breast into his warmth just as fast as he had the first, overloading her senses.

When he pulled off this time, she was nearly writhing. Her damp chest ached with need. God, somebody please fuck me already.

Charles chuckled. “Not yet, babe. Not yet. First we want you to come hard and long while we watch.”

Renewed heat suffused her face. She had to remember to curtail her thoughts.

“We love your uninhibited sexy thoughts. So pure.” Reese blew across her heated skin. “Come, Jess. Come for me.”

Jessica panted. She was so close. Other than holding her firmly with his fingers, no one was moving. She craved more stimulation. Charles blew across her wet chest. Reese blew across her soaking sex. Then the damn man used his thumbs to pull her lower lips open. He held them wide apart and puffed on her pussy. Quick, sharp breaths that frustrated her to no end.

Abruptly, as though choreographed, Charles plucked both nipples with his fingers while Reese plunged into her core with his tongue.

Jessica shot off. She screamed. Her walls grabbed Reese’s tongue and milked him as though she could suck him in farther.

She tugged on her arms to no avail. They were efficiently secured.

Before Jess was even close to being done contracting, Reese crawled up her body and thrust into her. She gasped. Her channel, still grabbing for something, latched onto his cock and continued, pushing her into another orgasm.

Reese wrapped his hands around Jess, right under her shoulders, his thumbs landing in the suddenly erogenous zone of her armpits. He devoured her mouth, his tongue plunging into her and tasting every corner while he rocked against her body, never fully releasing his cock from her grip.

Jessica wrapped her legs around Reese’s hips, hugging him with all her strength. She needed this. Needed the contact. Even after the intense orgasm she’d barely come down from, she craved the pressure of her mate’s body smothering her own, pounding into her, taking everything she offered.

Reese moaned into her mouth, the vibrations sending a shiver up her arms.

God, how she wanted to wrap her fingers around his head. Tangle them in his hair.

She was at his mercy. His pace. His game. And the idea shot her libido up a notch, even now.

“Gonna pull out, love.” Reese nibbled her lower lip as he spoke, held himself rigid inside her for another moment, and then jerked from her center to come across her stomach.

Thank goodness one of them was thinking clearly. A wolf could only have sex so many times while in heat before the odds would be against them. If she made it through the week without getting pregnant, it would be a miracle.

“Sorry.” Reese kissed her face, a line of wet lips that stretched from one ear to the other.