Jessica’s Wolves(55)

Jessica moaned. She tugged on her arms, unable to comprehend she couldn’t use them to grab anyone’s cock.

Charles came up from between her breasts and whispered into her ear, “Baby, there could be a lot of people gathering in this house. Children even. Do you want them to hear you scream when you come?” His teasing words made her gasp. This was all his fault, and he had the audacity to joke about it?

He chuckled. “Don’t worry. I have a solution.”

Jess’ eyes flew open when he prodded her mouth.

“Open up, baby.” His finger grazed through the slit between her lips until she complied, releasing the tight grip she had with her teeth.

Before she could even contemplate what he had in mind, Jessica’s mouth was filled with something foreign.

“That’s better.” Charles beamed. “No one will hear you now. You can relax and enjoy.”

Relax? What the fuck? Her lips were strained open wider than natural and her mouth was filled with … God only knew what.”

Reese rubbed her damn stomach, his fingers reaching lower and lower until they danced over her clit. “It’s a gag, hon. Breathe through your nose. No matter how hard you scream, no one will hear you. Doesn’t that make you feel less self-conscious?”

“Nooo,” she communicated. “It makes me feel controlled.”

“And you love it.” Charles resumed his torture to her tender, pebbled nipples. “We know this because your arousal level just went up two notches when I put the gag in. And we know that because we are wolves. We can smell it.”

Now they were just fucking with her. She didn’t need a lesson on Wolf 101. She needed to climax. Damn.

All talking ceased.

Charles tugged one breast in between his lips and flicked her nipple with his tongue. Reese squeezed her clit between two fingers.

Jessica bucked, though she couldn’t decide if she wanted to buck forward or backward, so she jerked her hips both ways, increasing any friction in any direction.

As though in some sort of silent agreement she wasn’t privy to, Reese lifted her top leg, spreading her as far as reasonable, and Charles plunged two fingers into her core.

She came around him, a long, hard orgasm that made her scream silently behind the blasted gag.

Before she had a chance to come back to earth, Reese lifted her body, flipped her over, and set her on top of Charles’ torso.

Confused and somewhat dazed, Jessica blinked as her mates situated her to their desired pleasure. Her hands were still attached to the headboard, but Charles had scooted back enough that Jessica now cradled his head between her arms.

“You okay, love?” Reese pushed her knees up alongside Charles and lubed her ass so fast she still didn’t even have her bearings. All she knew for certain was she needed these two men inside her … now.

Charles wrapped his huge hands around her face and gazed into her eyes. He must have seen something there because he released the gag and pulled it out with a short pop. Immediately he massaged her chin and jaw. “Better?” He smiled.

“That was awful.” Ow. It had only been a minute or two, but her face felt stiff and achy.

Charles smiled and kissed her lips. “Maybe, but every time we do something unexpected, you come so fast and so hard. We just can’t resist.”

He was right. Damn him.

“Gonna take your ass now, Jess.” Reese spread her cheeks and held them open with one hand while he caressed her puckered hole with a generous glob of lube.

She was getting better at taking them this way but still tensed each time in anticipation.

Charles held her gaze. “If you’d let us plug you more often, you’d get stretched out better.”

It was a frequent bone of contention between them. It wasn’t so much she hated the plugs, as she’d led them to believe, but more that she always spent the entire day way too aware of her ass and thus her sex. It made her hornier than hell and embarrassed the shit out of her thinking everyone around could tell she was wearing the plug and were secretly laughing.

Charles’ grin grew larger, and her gaze shot daggers at him. No matter how hard she tried to block them from getting into her mind, she suspected she was failing more often than not and, frankly, didn’t want confirmation to that effect.

Ignorance was certainly bliss sometimes.

“Ready?” Was Reese asking her or was he talking to Charles? Did it matter?

Charles positioned himself at her entrance, never losing eye contact. It was impossible to avoid anyway since she was attached to the headboard and her face was right above his.

Charles plunged into her still-wet pussy. Holding her in place, he pulled her ass cheeks apart for Reese.