Page 21 of Bond & Protect

He gives me a light, lop-sided smile as his underwear melts away, and soon, thank God, we’re in one another’s arms. The kissing is passionate and phenomenal, just as it was the last time we kissed but this time, we’re both aware that it’s headed somewhere. It’s unnerving and exciting all at once.

“I want you so badly, Mila,” Sydney murmurs as if I can’t feel his rock-hard cock pressing up against me. “I haven’t ever wanted anything as badly as this.”

Anxiously, I slide my fingers down, brushing over his muscles, until I can sense the tremoring there. Much as he wants me to hold him, I’m scared. Frightened of doing it wrong.

“It’s okay,” Liam reassures us quietly, but his voice travels easily through the air. “You know what you’re doing, Mila. Just follow your instincts.”

I nod and do what he commands, finally taking hold of Sydney’s thick, throbbing erection. Both of us groan, half in ecstasy, half in agony, as we take this next step. I can tell it’s unexpected for Sydney. He almost buckles with the pleasure, which only encourages me to keep on stroking him. I brush my hand up and down his shaft, trying to touch every damn inch of him.

“Fucking hell, Mila, what are you doing to me.”

He lifts me from the floor as if I weigh nothing and sits me back on the couch. Like a predator coming to consume his prey, he climbs on the couch with me, pressing his whole body against me. The feel of his body is absolutely intoxicating. I can’t get enough of him.

“I want you,” I tell him seriously as I stroke his hair back. “I need you.”

I part my thighs a little further with my pulse pounding. His lips on mine ease the tension within me a little, but the sensation of his cock teasing my entrance, begging for attention, is just too much. I hold Sydney back for just a moment so I can gather myself up.

“It’s okay,” he reassures me in a sharp, ragged tone. “Honestly, don’t worry.”

But my whole body starts to shudder, starts to shake with need. I can’t hold myself back, even if I want to. I don’t stand any chance. I need this man, I ache for him. All of him.

Finally, I arch my back, pressing all of myself against him, and I roll my hips, giving Sydney just what he wants from me. He edges his way inside me slowly, carefully. I love how he keeps looking at me, checking in to make sure this isn’t too much.

It is, really. It’s all happening at the speed of light. A moment ago, Amos was hurt, and I was napping. I certainly didn’t expect to end up here, losing my virginity. But at the same time, I’m impatient. I can’t wait any longer, I need this more than I ever could have thought.

I cling to Sydney, digging my fingers into the skin on his shoulders as he finally buries himself deep inside of me. Once there, he pauses for a moment, holding me in a tight embrace, gasping out words of adoration into my ears. I can’t pick out any of his words, but it doesn’t really matter. It’s all sweet nothings, making me feel incredibly special. Especially since we’re both taking a moment to get used to one another’s bodies. There’s no denying this is all brand new for us.

This is even better than I thought it was going to be. All my fantasies don’t do the craziness of this moment justice. Actually, having all of Sydney is intoxicating. What makes this even more special is having the support of the other wolves in the room with us. I didn’t think I would be one of those people who likes to be watched, but it doesn’t really feel like that. It’s different. It’s like we’re all connected on a powerful, deep level that no one else could possibly even begin to understand. Before this moment, even I didn’t understand it myself. It’s one of those things that only makes sense to a person who’s smack bang in the middle of it.

Ever so slowly, as we adjust to one another’s bodies and the sensation of having sex, both me and Sydney thrust against one another, gathering up momentum as we go. Sydney keeps repeating my name over and over again, like it’s a prayer on his lips. His body shudders with delight as he does. I can feel the intensity of the pleasure erupting in his system. It won’t be long until he loses himself completely, and I have to admit I want that to happen. I can’t wait for him to shatter into sheer bliss. I need to feel what I do to him. I can’t wait to see him at his most vulnerable moment…

As Sydney finally succumbs to the lava erupting from him, he holds me hard and whispers words of desire, shuddering violently, the pleasure absolutely ricocheting from him. My whole body is warm and excited, every part of me loves this as I hold him close. The orgasm rushes over him and the waves never seem to stop coming. It’s endlessly thrilling, I can’t get enough.

“Fucking hell,” Sydney finally gasps as he slips away from me. “Mila, you are…”

But my eyes are no longer on him. Amos’s gaze is absolutely devouring me and I don’t know if I can hold back any longer. It was so much fun with Sydney, everything that I thought it would be, and so much more, but my body hungers for more. I want him.

Amos scoops me off the couch, kissing me once more as he does. The familiar sensation of his lips is wonderful, but again, I can feel a newness there. We both know that something is different here, and I can’t wait to see what’s next.

I let out a little squeal as he drops my ass down on the icy cold countertop. But that coolness does nothing to calm the intense heat racing through my body. I push myself to the edge of the counter and envelop Amos, who thankfully is already naked with an impressive sinewy body. I wrap myself around him, enveloping him close, and already drawing him near to me.

My God, Sydney has unleashed a dragon of desire within me, and I don’t know how to calm it down. I don’t know if I can ever turn it off again. It’s all too much. It’s like having sex one time has turned me into a goddess and I just can’t get enough.

From this angle, I slip Amos deep within me, clinging to him as I do. He feels different from Sydney, which is exhilarating. Neither better nor worse, just different. I like it. Especially because each thrust grazes over my clit, making my body swell and bloom with bliss every single time he slams into me. Amos is eager and excitable, I can tell he’s unable to contain himself, which causes me to toss my head back to let out a loud scream. One that comes deep from within my chest. It’s almost like I’m the wolf now, howling at the moon.

The pressure of pleasure builds. It’s toe-curling, whipping the air out of my lungs completely. I can no longer make a sound as passion fizzes within me, as I soar into space. Fucking hell, I might have touched myself before, but it’s never been quite like this… I’m on the knife edge… at the peak of the mountain, and I don’t know how long I can hold myself in place.

I’d like to because I want to savor this moment, I want to hold on to this for as long as I can, but I can’t do it. It’s impossible. Having Amos fucking me is just too intense…

And then I lose myself completely. I lose my fucking mind as the bliss surges like a tsunami, crashing against me, knocking me off kilter completely. Dear God. The screams are almost as wild as the pleasure of lightning bolting through me. This is something else. It’s absolutely insane.

I’m flushed with intense heat all over. Drained from the bliss that has exploded into ebbs and waves of heaven. As I sink deep into the post orgasmic bliss, I realize that Amos is in the same boat as me. We have both lost our minds at the same time, which is really hot.

“You are incredible, Mila,” Liam whispers, as he tucks his finger underneath my chin to bring my eyes to his. Holy shit, is that excitement building up in me again? I really have become something brand new, haven’t I? Someone I don’t recognize, but in the best way. “I need you.”

I let Liam lift me off the counter and carry me through the cabin up the stairs to bed. I can’t stop smiling to myself as I do because my whole body is absolutely thrilled. I thought I was sated and drained, but it turns out that isn’t quite the truth yet. I need more. There are two more men who are in this mating round with me, and I want all of them.

Elias is already there on the bed, waiting for us, which is very exciting. I can’t get my hands on him fast enough. As we all collapse onto the sheets, I alternate between kissing each man, loving the differences between each kiss. No wonder my feelings for each man is unique because what they offer me is unique. It needs to be all of them because they are all their own person.

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