Rebecca’s Wolves(32)

“Spread your legs for us, love. I need to see all of you.” Miles tugged her ankle gently.

She let her knees fall apart, aware her entire body shook. Their looks alone made her almost come. If she had an orgasm before either of them touched her…

Just…shit.

They each grabbed a shin as they had in the kitchen and let their hands trail up her body.

She leaned back on her forearms but soon fell onto her back, unable to support herself and preferring to concentrate on their touch.

When they reached her pussy at the same time and pulled her lower lips apart, she groaned.

“So wet for us, baby,” Griffen whispered. He set one finger between her parted lower lips and dragged her moisture up to flick it across her clit.

She nearly shot off the bed, a short scream escaping her lips. She’d been so horny for so many hours, she was too close. She was going to come.

“So responsive. I love that, baby.” Griffen repeated the action.

This time she managed to keep herself sort of on the mattress. Or maybe that was because Miles gripped her thigh and held her steady.

“I need to taste her.” Almost before Miles finished speaking, his lips were on her pussy, his tongue inside her.

“Oh God.” She gripped the sheets on both sides of her body and bucked into his mouth. “Oh God. I’m going to come.”

“That’s good, baby,” Griffen said. “Let it go. Let us make you feel good. I want to watch your face this first time.”

And then Miles’ tongue was on her clit, his lips circled the little nub, sucking it in while he flicked it rapidly with his tongue. His hair teased her thighs on both sides.

That was it. She shot off immediately, her pussy grasping at nothing, taking the small orgasm for its temporary relief while knowing she needed more.

And more she would get.





Chapter Eleven


Griffen leaned over her side before she came down from her high and licked a nipple. It jerked to attention. She craved his touch.

And he delivered. His lips locked around her nipple, mirroring Miles’ lips still wrapped around her clit. Both men suckled her.

Griffen’s mouth popped free, leaving her nipple wet and cool when the air hit it. The tip stiffened further. “Trade me,” he mumbled.

Two seconds later, Miles had his lips wrapped around her other nipple, and Griffen flattened himself between her legs. He held her thighs wider and sucked her clit into his mouth. His moan vibrated against her pussy as her ardor rose once more.

She was on the edge again instantly.

Miles threw his arm across her belly. “So wiggly, love.” He chuckled against her nipple, not helping any. “You squirmed against me all night last night. I knew you’d be hell on wheels to keep still in bed.”

Rebecca turned her gaze toward him, blinking. Was this funny?

Her eyes rolled back in her head before she could finish the thought or speak because Griffen thrust two fingers into her pussy. “Jesus, she’s tight.”

She lifted her hips up, but was halted by Miles’ arm. Her arms flew up to grab Miles’ dark hair, threading her fingers into it and gripping his head tight. Soft curls fell around her hands.

Griffen thrust again, twisting his hand around and dragging his fingers against the top of her channel.

Too much… She was so close again. She pushed on Miles’ head. “Oh God. I can’t…”

“You can, love. Let it go. Let us love you.”

Panting, she fought against the orgasm rising inside her, a second orgasm. She’d never had two orgasms in a row. And she felt out of control. The first one was easy. Normal. She knew that sensation. This new build was not a feeling she was familiar with. The enormity overwhelmed her.

Added to that the fact they were holding her down… She couldn’t deal. No one had ever restrained her like that.

It was hot. It was tremendous. It was taking over her entire body.

And it was wrong.

“Griffen…” She couldn’t get the words out. “Please…”

Miles leaned over her face, abandoning her nipple. He dragged a thumb across her lower lip until she opened her mouth. Instinct caused her to suck his thumb in between her lips.

Her eyes fluttered shut as she sucked in his taste. All Miles. A taste she knew without having sampled him before.

And Griffen continued to thrust into her pussy, his tongue toying with her clit, circling it. Maddening.

A huge piece of her she wasn’t familiar with was about to break free, and two men she’d known for only hours were about to witness her total loss of control. She couldn’t stop them. They were too large. Too strong.

She didn’t want to stop them.

She wanted to shatter.

So close.

Griffen added a finger, stretching her. So full. So tight. And those were just his fingers.