Melinda’s Wolves(20)

So exposed, she tipped her head back, her neck extending. Her mouth hung open. And the noise she made as she came around his finger was priceless.

She was loud.

She was wiggly.

She was indeed a fireball waiting to explode.

And she was his. For the rest of his life, he and Trace would make her hum. No matter how long it took to fully claim her, it would be worth it.

Every move she made chipped away another piece of his heart.

He was putty in her hands. Her sweet, tiny, dainty hands. The ones he and Trace held over her head. Or perhaps it would be more appropriate to say she held on to them. Her nails dug into the back of his hands where she gripped him so hard it almost hurt.

She breathed heavily as she slowly relaxed her body into the bed. Her eyes remained closed for long minutes while he and Trace stroked her skin lightly, everywhere they could reach. Up and down her thighs, across her gorgeous breasts, her belly, her neck, her face.

He wanted to capture this moment forever.

Pure bliss.

Finally, her eyes fluttered open, her cheeks pinkening.

He smiled down at her. “There are no words. Thank you for letting us experience that, honey.”

She furrowed her brow, licking her lips. “Thank me? Thank you. That was…”

Trace leaned forward to kiss her forehead. “Beautiful.”

“Unbelievable,” she added. And then she bit her lip again, her shy side seeping back in. “You, um…”

“We’re fine,” Keegan finished. “We’ll live. We want what’s best for you.”

He was nowhere near fine. And he knew Trace couldn’t be either. His cock ached like never before. And he would have to take care of it sooner or later if he didn’t want blue balls.

But he would never tell her that.

She wasn’t ready. Hell, she was so fucking tight, it would take effort to get into her pussy, let alone her ass.

He almost groaned.

She squirmed, tugging her arms free. “I’ve had orgasms before,” she admitted. “Lots of them. I’m good with a vibrator. But nothing has ever compared to that.”

Trace grinned. “Oh, baby, there’s so much more than that. It’s going to be amazing watching you blossom beneath us.”

She glanced down and then giggled and crossed her arms over her chest. “I’m so naked.”

Keegan chuckled. “It happens when you have sex. So much easier.”

“Except no one had sex,” she added.

“You did, hon.” Keegan closed the gap and took her lips. He needed to taste her.

Heaven. She opened readily for him, letting him inside her mouth, her tongue instantly tangling with his in a slow dance while he explored every inch of her mouth.

When he released her lips, they both heaved for oxygen.

She pushed him off her and wiggled her sweet ass back until she managed to sit up. Her breasts were fantastic. Pert and small with pink tips that begged him to suckle them.

Instead he met her gaze.

She hedged for a second and then spoke. “I need to see you both…naked.” She twisted her head to face Trace as she finished, reaching to run her fingers down his cheek.

Trace set a hand on her thigh and inched it upward. “Hmmm” was all he said.

Keegan knew what Trace was thinking. That was going to be difficult. “Hon, that’s not wise.”

She lifted her brows. “Wise? It’s only fair. We can make it wise.”

Trace groaned. “Baby, we’re hanging on by a thread. It’s precarious at best. I really don’t want to come in my own hand in front of you.”

“Good. Because you said I was a fireball. You just awakened me. I need more. I’m not saying I can let both of you claim me together yet, but I need you inside me. I want to know what it feels like. I’m burning up.”

Keegan gulped at her words. He paused about a half a second and then eased from the bed and shrugged off his shorts and underwear. He immediately grabbed his cock at the base and squeezed. He was so damn close, he could shoot off just looking at his mate. And unlike Trace, he didn’t really care how he came, as long as he did. And soon.

Trace didn’t bother to get up. He lifted his ass and shrugged his clothes off without standing. His cock bobbed in the air as Melinda’s gaze jerked from Keegan’s dick to Trace’s.

Her eyes were wide. Her mouth open.

Yep. She was stunned.

Nevertheless, she leaned over Trace and ran a finger down his length.

Keegan almost groaned watching her. He gently stroked his hand up and down his length, gritting his teeth.

Trace, however, did moan. He fisted the sheet on both sides of his body as she explored him further, leaning closer, delicately touching his cock as though it were fragile.

“You can grab it, baby,” Trace muttered. “It’s sturdy.”