Sharon’s Wolves(50)

Two hands landed on her breasts, shocking her. She hadn’t sensed Cooper approaching. He leaned in closer and licked first one nipple and then the other. “Have I mentioned how fucking hot your tits are?” His hands trailed down to her thighs.

Suddenly Jackson’s fingers disappeared from her clit, and she found herself lifted off his cock.

Her eyes shot open as she was suspended in air. Cooper met her gaze. “Hold on, baby.” He reached between her legs, spread her wetness toward her rear entrance, and thrust two fingers in to lubricate her.

“Cooper… Shit… Oh. God…” She fought to get her arms out of confinement, but couldn’t get them above Jackson’s grasp on her.

And then Jackson lowered her back down, this time slowly impaling her ass instead of her pussy. The stretch made her head spin as every nerve came alive, driving her to a new place where she floated seemingly out of her body.

She opened her mouth, but all that came out was a moan of pleasure. These two men could play her like a finely tuned instrument. They knew exactly what to do to make her insane with need.

Jackson’s fingers found her clit again.

She tried to focus on Cooper as he stepped closer until his body pressed into the V of her legs. He grasped his cock and lined it up with her pussy before she realized what his plan was. And then he was inside, thrusting upward, shoving the last of her brain cells out the top of her head until she was nothing but a ball of sensation.

Her clit slammed into the base of Cooper’s cock with every thrust while Jackson remained lodged in her tight rear hole. She finally got purchase, grasping onto Cooper’s waist with both hands and then smoothing them around to cup his firm ass.

As he fucked her, Jackson lifted her on and off his cock in between Cooper’s strokes.

She curled her toes in midair. She was going to be very sore later from the spread position.

“Stroke your clit,” Cooper muttered.

She startled, finding his gaze with her own.

“Reach between us and rub that needy little nub, baby. Do it.”

She let go of his ass, her hands trailing back to his waist, and then she wiggled her fingers between his belly and hers until she reached the one spot that would send her soaring in seconds. She let her eyes flutter shut and flicked her clit in rhythm with Cooper’s thrusts. Each time Jackson lifted her, Cooper pressed home.

The mounting need to orgasm overwhelmed her. She could feel it building. And she’d already had more orgasms today than she could count. But she knew it would happen. As unrealistic as it seemed, these were her mates. They made her body hum at a much higher rate than any other man or wolf in the past could have ever accomplished.

She sucked in a breath, letting the orgasm build, knowing it was going to tear her to shreds and leave her exhausted, a blubbering pile of goo. She didn’t care. It built. She let it. It wasn’t deniable. It was right there, right within her reach.

Time stopped as she tipped over the edge, falling as if from space without a parachute. Waves of pleasure shook her frame as her pussy and her ass grasped at her men, milking them. She was only marginally aware of them both coming right behind her.





Chapter Nineteen


Cooper couldn’t breathe. He stood rigid, his cock still inside Sharon while he tried to find a way to shoot a message to his mouth to suck in oxygen. It seemed there was none left in the room. Suddenly, he gasped and eased his cock from her warmth. His legs threatened to give out, shaking violently from the exertion and the slightly bent position.

He set his hands on her shoulders to steady himself, meeting her gaze while his chest rose and fell with enough force to make it difficult to focus on any one spot. Her eyes were glazed over, and her bottom lip was tucked between her teeth.

Jackson’s forehead rested against her shoulder blades. The man appeared to be in about the same shape as Cooper. Exhausted. Wrung out. Sated.

“That was…” Cooper couldn’t find the words. Nothing came close to expressing how full he felt. In half a day these two mates of his had turned him inside out. They were indeed one. In mind, body, and spirit.

“Phenomenal,” Jackson managed. “Why did I ever doubt you on this? No one should go their whole life without feeling the elation associated with your strange mating ritual. I feel drugged. High.”

Cooper chuckled as he tried to stand straight. “Claiming. We call it a claiming.”

“Whatever.” Jackson lifted Sharon off his cock and set her on her feet on the floor in front of him, not releasing her waist.

It was a good thing too, because Cooper didn’t think Sharon looked as though she could hold her body weight yet.

Suddenly, something caught his attention, and he jerked his gaze to the other side of the room to see a black aura hovering near his equipment.