Rebecca’s Wolves(51)

“Hang on, love. We’re getting there.” Miles chuckled as he released her breasts and reached for the button on her shorts.

Griffen still held her nipples, pinching and twisting them in both directions, a distraction that kept her from paying attention to how easily Miles removed her shorts, taking her panties with them.

She was wet.

The air in the room hit her immediately, making her plead for more in her head.

Griffen set his lips on her ear again. “Your thoughts are an open book, baby. Hold still. Let us love you.”

She cringed as she remembered their mental connection. They always seemed in tune with her. The reverse was not true.

Griffen scooted back until he leaned against the arm of the couch, taking Rebecca with him, hauling her so she lay between his legs, her back against his chest.

She closed her eyes at the exquisite torture of his fingers that never left her nipples. He cupped her breasts from beneath now, molding them in his hands, but he never stopped the twisting and pinching of her sensitive tips.

“Spread your legs, baby. Set your feet over my thighs.”

She glanced down.

Miles watched her intently, his hand on his thighs, not touching her anywhere.

“Legs, baby. Spread them. Let Miles see your pussy, baby.”

She shivered at the command. It was one thing for them to manhandle her into submission. It was entirely different for her to willingly do it for them.

Even though she’d fucked them several times in the most intimate of positions, opening herself up so vulnerably to them of her own free will was a challenge.

Miles watched her. He set one finger on her thigh and grazed it down her leg to her foot. He did the same on the other leg. “Open for me, love. Let me see how wet you are without my touch.”

She was wet. She swallowed, knowing what he would find between her legs. How totally embarrassing for her to be so horny before he made any contact with her pussy.

Neither man gave any indication they would budge on this issue. The only movement was Griffen’s fingers toying with her nipples until it seemed she might come from that contact alone.

She grabbed his forearms at her chest again.

She lifted her ass off the couch, longing for contact.

The gaze roaming over her body from Miles was so intense, she shuddered.

A low moan that sounded nothing like her left her mouth.

She was going to come.

“That’s so sexy, baby.” Griffen’s lips on her ear made things that much worse. His sexy tones didn’t help at all. “Open. Do it, baby. Spread for us.” His command was firmer this time.

And he followed it up with a sharp pinch on both nipples.

She didn’t know how she managed to do their bidding, but the second she set her feet wide apart on the outsides of Griffen’s thighs, she came. She dug her fingernails into Griffen’s arms as her pussy pulsed. “Oh my God. Oh. My. God.”

It wasn’t enough, but there was no denying they’d made her come without touching her clit or her pussy. Griffen’s fingers had instigated the need, but their commanding words had done the trick.

Miles set his hands on her thighs and stroked the skin on both sides of her lower lips. “Sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. I’m humbled.”

She moaned. “Please. Oh God, please.”

He finally stroked a finger through her folds from the bottom to the top, flicking across her sensitive clit at the end.

She bucked upward, digging her heels into the soft leather of the couch.

“Look at me, love.”

She blinked as she tried to make eye contact with Miles.

His hand went to work on her pussy while he watched her face. “So wet. So needy. God, Rebecca, you’re amazing.”

His gaze was heated, and he held hers with a force she couldn’t deny, never glancing down as he thrust his fingers into her pussy and then trailed her own wetness down to her tight hole.

Again and again he thrust, dragging her moisture lower each time.

Her arousal rose as he worked her.

When he added his other hand, swirled two fingers in her wetness, and then fucked her ass at the same time he fucked her pussy, both hands working in tandem, she screamed. The overload was more than she could bear. She blinked.

“Eyes on me, love.”

Was he crazy?

She didn’t release his gaze, however. That’s how close he held her attention.

Griffen finally released her sensitive nipples and scooted down the couch until he was flat, and he wedged a hand between them against her butt. She heard his zipper being lowered, and then he leaned her forward enough to let his cock spring free. It bobbed against her back where she sat between his legs. “Set her on me, Miles.”

Rebecca glanced back at Griffen, twisting her head to get an idea of his plan.