Page 74 of Wild Wolf

He pressed close to Roary again, though this time they didn’t shove at one another but allowed each other the space they needed to consume me as one.

Cain’s hand roamed down the front of my shirt slowly, his finger toying with my nipple while Roary pumped his fingers in and out of me with a languid pace which had me panting in need for more.

I stumbled back a step as they pushed closer to me, my back colliding with cold stone as I found myself trapped at the mercy of these beautiful monsters of mine and utterly content with my fate at their hands.

Cain’s fingers rode down my body, over my navel and finally pushed into my jeans, the tight fabric tugging against my ass as his hand pressed over Roary’s and he slowly – so fucking slowly – pushed two fingers into me as well.

I moaned, low and needy, my own hand riding down over Cain’s cock while my other tugged at Roary’s shirt in a demand for more of his flesh too.

My jeans pulled tight again as they fucked me with their hands, the fabric restricting their movements and making me growl in frustration. A murmur passed from Cain’s lips, the words so low I didn’t catch them but Roary’s dark chuckle told me his Vampire ears had picked it up just fine.

“What are you plotting?” I hissed but instead of answering me, the two of them began to move their hands faster, the pumping of their fingers inside me gaining in speed as they used their gifts and found an alternating rhythm which had me cursing as the vibrations of their fingers took hold of me.

I swore in Faetalian, my spine arching against the stone wall, my thighs widening even as the denim of my jeans cut into me, still restricting their movements and yet the intensity of them being held in that one position was making me gasp for breath.

I came with a ragged howl, euphoria exploding through me and making my head spin with the rush of it.

The two of them withdrew, moving in such rapid motions that I was barely aware of them hoisting me from my feet and ripping my clothes and the mask from me until my bare feet hit the stone and I stumbled back against the wall once more, naked and panting for more.

They were on me again in a heartbeat, both of them naked too, their cocks driving against my skin, the heat of their flesh surrounding me.

For a moment, I didn’t know which one of them was before me as their mouth came down over mine and I was hoisted into their arms but then I recognised the rough bite of Cain’s kiss.

He groaned my name while Roary’s mouth found the edge of my jaw and began working down it, his hands caressing my skin and sending goosebumps rushing over it.

Cain gripped my ass and I knotted my ankles at the base of his spine as he finally sank his cock into me with a feral growl which said he was done hiding from this, from me, from us.

I gasped his name as he filled me, my nails biting into his shoulders as his cock drove right in to the hilt.

“Make her scream,” Roary urged, his hand roughly grasping my breast, his mouth on the shell of my ear.

I reached for him, my fingers curling around his cock and he growled my name as I began to pump it in time with Cain’s thrusts deep inside me.

Cain was as rough as always, his body crushing mine to the wall, his fingers digging into my ass where he held me against him. I was brutal with him in turn, my heels driving into his ass, adding force to every thrust, my grip on his shoulders bruising.

Roary pushed closer to me, his teeth once again sinking into my neck and I panted his name while Cain filled me so perfectly that the space around me seemed to spin.

The cavern I’d created for us echoed with the sounds of our rampant breaths, the strike of flesh against flesh, ragged curses and moans of bliss.

Cain thrust into me harder and faster, driving another orgasm through my flesh so that my pussy tightened around his thick length. He cursed, fucking me harder still, driving deeper, his release so close that I could feel it in every strained muscle of his body as he tried to stave it off.

“Give in,” I panted against his hungry lips. “Be mine.”

Cain bellowed as he exploded inside me, forcing my body to shatter in pleasure once more and I gasped his name into the world like the claiming it was.

Roary groaned as my fist pumped him harder and the moment Cain’s fangs pierced my flesh once me, he came for me too, the hot splash of his cum rushing over my thigh where it was still wrapped around Cain’s waist.

We sagged against the wall in post coital bliss, the two of them drinking slowly, their fangs retracting and kisses replacing the bite of teeth on my flesh.

A smile drew my lips upward and I let my head fall back against the cave wall, knowing in my soul that I had finally gotten what I needed, that my pack was complete.

We untangled ourselves slowly, the dark pressing in more firmly as the feeling of their bodies fell away.

I flicked my fingers, tossing up a Faelight so I could find my clothes and a ragged gasp fell from me as my eyes landed on Cain’s naked flesh.

His entire torso was stained with the rose vine mark of the curse, the mark extending from his arm and travelling over his back, down his thighs, spreading towards the far reaches of his body and painting a picture which was utterly undeniable.

“Why didn’t you tell me it had gotten this far?” I demanded, stalking towards him, not caring that I was as bare as the dawn.

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