Rebecca’s Wolves(34)

He angled them in every direction. She could feel the pressure against the wall of her vagina.

“You okay, Rebecca?” Griffen asked.

She nodded subtly.

“Can you take another, baby?”

She nodded again, holding her breath as Miles squeezed one more finger in to join the first two.

The stretch was tremendous.

The pressure.

The desire to have one of them in her pussy overwhelmed her. She’d never craved sex like this. In fact she’d never believed it was possible.

Sex had always just been sex. Nothing special.

She may have been with the wrong partners. Evidence was pointing to that realization.

Miles suddenly climbed to her side, flattening his palm against her ass, keeping his fingers imbedded in her.

Griffen nudged her shoulder. “Lift up, baby.”

On wobbly arms, she forced her torso off the bed.

Griffen supported her and slid under her body.

She only had to lift one knee to let him in. And then she hovered over his chest, her nipples abrading against the fine hairs scattered across his pecs.

Griffen brushed her hair back and tucked it behind her ears. It curtained around the two of them, so long there was no way to avoid it. They were in their own little world, except for the obvious pressure inside her tight hole.

She squirmed at the hesitation. It was embarrassing enough letting them do her like this together. She didn’t need them to pause.

“Look at me, baby,” Griffen commanded.

She let her gaze meet his.

“You ready?”

She nodded.

Miles stroked a hand through her folds again. “Out loud, love.”

“I’m ready,” she muttered.

Griffen reached between them, grabbed his cock, and positioned himself at the entrance to her pussy.

She couldn’t take the suspense and lowered herself over him, loving the way his mouth fell open and his head tipped back as she took him inside her for the first time.

And oh God on Earth he felt good.

Griffen grabbed her hips when she lifted off his cock. “Don’t move,” he gritted out. “Won’t last… Miles… Dude… Now…”

Miles pulled his fingers out of her rear hole. His cock bobbed against her ass as she listened to him fiddling around.

And then he was at her entrance, one hand on her hip above Griffen’s, the other hand holding his cock at her tight rear hole.

Griffen held her down firmly.

Miles pressed forward. “Breathe, love. And relax. You’re ready. I promise it’s going to feel so good.”

And it did. The second she released the clench of her tight hole, he pressed forward. Every single inch brought more sensation, racing up and down her spine and making her gasp at the pressure.

The pleasure.

The intense bliss of being so filled. So tight.

Neither man said a word, at least not out loud, while they lifted her off Griffen and pressed her back down. Miles moved next, pulling out and pressing back into her.

She groaned deep in her chest. She needed more.

She fisted the sheets on either side of Griffen and let the feelings wash through her. This was way more than just a three-way fuck. She shivered. It seemed like electricity flowed through her, through all three of them. Connecting them.

It scared the fuck out of her. But it felt so damn good at the same time.

Cherished.

Loved.

She looked into Griffen’s eyes and saw every emotion she could feel flowing through her in his eyes.

As she watched him, he reached between them with one hand and pressed his fingers against her clit.

She arched her neck. “Ohh…” Nothing compared to this sensation.

Nothing.

And the edge she’d been on earlier right before her second orgasm was now surpassed by this new cliff. Bigger. Richer. Scarier.

Raw.

Open.

Exposed.

“Do it.” She couldn’t believe she said that. Nor did she know what she was asking for. But there was more. They needed to fuck her harder. And she needed to come so badly she wouldn’t be right until she did.

Griffen’s face tightened as his eyes glazed over visibly.

Both men moved. Faster. Harder. In a perfect rhythm that defied logic.

She knew they were communicating with each other telepathically. They had to be. But still… It was insane how in sync they were.

One.

With her.

Three.

She stretched her neck out, a noise escaping her lips that made no sense. Just raw intense feeling as her world was consumed, swallowed up by these two men who would be her mates.

For life.

That was so clear now.

And she wasn’t scared anymore.

She was desperate to belong to them. “More.”

They picked up the pace.

She keened into the air, an unrecognizable sound.

And then the fingers at her clit rubbed harder, faster. And she was on that new edge. And then falling.