She pressed her heels firmly into the mattress on a long groan.
More. Oh, God. More.
Griffen chuckled against her nipple. “I guess we can allow silent communication, but it won’t get you what you want.”
“Play with her tits, Grif. I want to watch her pussy pulse in front of me without contact.”
She couldn’t move. Holy hell, that was hot. And she had no doubt she would do so, sooner rather than later. She was that close.
Miles blew across her wet skin, making her squeeze her butt cheeks.
Griffen sat up, his gaze landing on her face as he took both her nipples between his fingers and continued to toy with them. “Do you like it when I do this?” He pinched them both hard.
She arched her chest. “Yes…”
“So fucking sexy,” he whispered. “You’re the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen.” He pinched harder and gave a slight tug.
Miles blew a breath across her swollen clit. “Come, love. Let me watch.”
She did as he asked without hesitation, unable to hold back even if she’d wanted to. She fell in a freefall over the edge into oblivion, her eyes rolling back as she savored the pulsing grip of her pussy, knowing all the while it wouldn’t be enough.
As she came down, both men reached for a wrist. In seconds she was untied, flipped over, and settled onto Griffen’s cock while Miles lined up with her tighter hole and spread cool lube around the entrance.
Seconds later she was filled with both eager men.
Good. If she had to suffer, they should too.
So full.
So right.
So good.
Her arms shook where she tried to hold herself up.
Griffen reached for her head and pulled her cheek onto his chest, his fingers threading into her hair to hold her steady.
Instantly she was back on that precipice, as needy as if she hadn’t come seconds ago.
She let herself feel every single stroke as her men worked in tandem to fill both her holes, the friction incredible, her mind unable to process the intensity of feeling.
She came again, unable to stop herself, riding the waves for much longer than usual as her mates continued to fuck her harder.
She knew when Griffen was close because his arms tightened around her. And then Miles gripped her hips firmer. Both men stiffened deep inside her, groaning long and low at the same time.
Total bliss.
Total destruction.
She was lost to them permanently.
They all three breathed heavily as the men slipped from inside her and flopped onto the bed, pinning her between them, each wrapping an arm around her middle.
She couldn’t open her eyes. So peaceful. So heavy. Nothing could break this bond they had. It was that solid.
On that thought she slipped into sleep, breathing easily.
Too easily she would later realize.
Chapter Thirty-Four
Rebecca jerked upright when she heard a crash. Both men at her sides did the same. They’d fallen asleep.
Miles and Griffen leaped off the bed in seconds. Miles shifted immediately into wolf form, faster than Rebecca had ever seen either of them change.
Before she could pull the sheet up over her naked body, the door to their room flew open with a crash, slamming into the wall.
Rebecca screamed. The largest wolf she’d ever seen stood in the doorway, teeth bared, snarling, phlegm dripping from its jowls.
And then it leaped into the air, so high.
She scrambled back against the headboard, no longer giving a shit about her nudity.
The enormous wolf landed on the bed, but Miles jumped at the same time, his jaw landing on the other wolf’s leg as it landed. It gave a small whimper and then shook Miles free with a loud roar.
Another wolf bounded through the door, filling the frame with its equally impressive size.
Something landed on Rebecca’s arm, scaring the fuck out of her. She jerked to try and free herself, turning her head to find Griffen at her side. “Rebecca, come,” he shouted.
She struggled with the sheet wrapped around her waist and tangling her feet so that she was stuck with the first large wolf and Miles battling right in her face.
Griffen pulled. “Fuck.”
Rebecca fought harder to free herself and slipped from the mess of sheets and wolf. The second she was detached, Griffen tugged her off the bed at the headboard and pressed her into the wall at his back.
“Fuck,” he yelled again.
Rebecca held her breath while the second wolf to enter the room leaped onto the bed. It was lighter in color than the first, but still a deep brown. Miles was the darkest. But even with the differences in fur, it was difficult to tell who was who.
It took a moment for Rebecca to realize the second wolf was on Miles’ side, trying to subdue the first big creature. Her chest heaved as she gripped Griffen’s biceps from behind.
He pressed her so tightly against the wall, she could hardly breathe. He twisted his head to her finally. “Bathroom, baby. Now. Shut the door. Lock it. Don’t come out until you hear one of our voices telling you it’s safe.”