Melinda’s Wolves(22)

Melinda held her breath again, her fingers digging into Keegan’s legs.

“So tight… You’re gonna kill me, baby.”

She moaned in response, her head tipping back on Keegan’s thigh, elongating her neck.

He plucked her nipples, increasing his pressure with every thrust from Trace’s cock. He took his cues from her reaction, pinching and pulling on the tiny buds as she writhed beneath his hands.

She suddenly unmanned him when she rolled her head toward his cock and licked the shaft. Her hips bucked at the same time, forcing Trace deeper.

“Baby…” Trace uttered no other word, but leaned over her closer, setting his hands outside Keegan’s thighs. “Eyes on me, baby.” His control was close to exploding.

Melinda turned her head toward Trace.

He took her mouth with his as he pushed the rest of the way home, an act made obvious by the tension in his spine and the sharp squeak he swallowed from their mate. Trace held steady, buried deep, kissing her into submission until she relaxed and began to wiggle. “Please.”

That one word again. It made Keegan feel totally at her mercy.

Trace lifted a few inches and spoke again. “Fingers on your clit, baby.”

Her eyes widened. She shook her head.

“Fingers on your clit,” he repeated. “Make yourself come while I take you. I can’t reach.”

“Trace. I already came. I’m good.”

He grinned. “Baby, not even close. You’ll come with me inside you, or I’ll pull out and make you come with my mouth before I finish. Got it?”

She gasped.

Keegan loved the shock on her face.

Finally she released one of his shins and wiggled her hand between their bodies.

He knew the moment she stroked herself by her sigh.

Trace pulled out and thrust back in.

“Oh God.” Her eyes closed as she lost herself in the sensations. “It’s too much.”

“No way, hon. Come for us, Melinda. We want to watch.” Keegan pinched her nipples again, harder, pulling them away from her body as he did so.

He watched her arm move, knowing she had resumed stroking herself.

A glance at Trace showed gritted teeth, a resolve that was at its limit. Suddenly, he pulled out, lowered his body, and planted his face between her legs so fast even Keegan didn’t see it coming.

But he knew Trace. No way would the man let himself come without seeing to Melinda first. If he was resorting to this, he was desperate and too close to hold back.

Trace grabbed Melinda’s fingers and pulled them away, holding them against her belly as he lowered his mouth and consumed her, sucking her clit in between his lips before she had any idea what he intended.

She screamed. Not surprising. Women said Trace was a master with his tongue. Her entire body went tense in seconds, and then her orgasm made her thrust up into Trace’s face, her feet digging into the mattress on the outside of Keegan’s knees.

Trace released her, crawled back up her body, took her mouth with his, and thrust home. He fucked her faster this time. Only a few strokes before he held steady and deep.

All three of their bodies vibrated with the explosion of two orgasms shaking the bed.

As badly as Keegan’s cock protested the lack of attention, it was almost worth it to watch his other two mates fuck between his legs.

Trace’s arms shook at his sides. He continued to kiss Melinda for long moments until he finally released her lips, placed a last peck on her nose, and pulled from her body. “You’re phenomenal, baby. There are no words. I’m humbled and forever at your mercy.”

She was panting when Trace rose, her body looser than it had been since they first met. She released her grip on Keegan’s leg and twisted her neck to look up at him, blinking, licking her lips. Lips he knew were covered with her own flavor.

And then she surprised him, struggling to sit up, turn around, and face him on her knees. She cupped his cheeks and leaned forward to kiss him.

Keegan almost came when her flavor hit his mouth. How she had the energy to torture him like this, he had no idea, but while she kissed him, she crawled over his legs, straddling him. Her pussy lined up with his cock perfectly.

He gripped her hips, afraid of hurting her.

But she didn’t hesitate. Before he could voice his concern or stop her, she slid down his cock, not stopping until he was completely embedded inside her.

He released her lips, unable to do otherwise, his eyes rolling back in his head. She was so fucking tight. He was going to blow so fast.

“Mmm. That feels so damn good,” she whispered, lifting up and thrusting back down. “I think I like being in control.” Her words were concise. Not slurred the way they had been when Trace entered her. She was more aware of her surroundings post orgasm.