Page 69 of Wolf Sacrificed

The opposite, actually. I felt like I was burning up. I shook my head, not able to form words.

Lincoln licked my lobe. “I think it’s us. We’re turning her on too much.”

I craned my neck so I could look at him. “No such thing.”

He chuckled. His warm breath glided over me like a caress, which only ignited the inferno more.

Sawyer kissed my jaw. “I don’t know, Lincoln. Should we put it to the test?”

He hummed his agreement as he rubbed my shoulders while sucking at the hollow of my neck.

Sawyer grinned as he smoothed his hands up and down my sides. “We’re going to make you sing, sweetheart.”

I swallowed hard. I didn’t know what they had in mind, but I could imagine. And just thinking about it made me wetter.

Lincoln peppered kisses down my collarbone. “We should get off the trail. Someplace quieter and private, where no one will hear her screaming.”

I loved it when they talked dirty to me. I squeezed my thighs together, needing to create some friction.

Sawyer pulled away, making his lips pop when he did. He looked over his shoulder. “There’s a lookout up ahead, just off the trail.”

I didn’t get a chance to give my say before Lincoln scooped me up like I weighed nothing and carried me the few hundred feet. When we got there, he dropped to his knees and supported my weight with one hand while placing the other on the ground.

“It’s not too cold for you, I don’t think,” he said.

He set me gently on the ground, cradling my head as Sawyer shoved his shirt underneath it to give me a little pillow.

Sawyer skimmed his fingers down my cheek. “Let us know if you’re uncomfortable, sweetheart.”

I was far too turned on for that to be a concern. They didn’t move, so I nodded. That seemed to be all the encouragement they needed.

Sawyer found my lips again as Lincoln pushed my shirt up and sucked one nipple into his mouth as he positioned himself between my legs. His hands went to my pants, yanking on the drawstring. The fabric loosened, allowing him to snake his hand down my pants straight to my core.

Lincoln plunged two fingers into my wet heat, thrusting gently. I rolled my hips in time with his movements. Sawyer continued kissing me, one hand going to my hair. The other went to my other breast so he could gently knead it.

The two of them loving on me at the same time was almost too much. My chest heaved as I tried to draw in a breath. I squeezed my eyes shut, making stars burst behind them.

Sawyer squeezed my breast. “How are you doing, sweetheart?”

The only thing I could do was whimper. There was no way I could form a coherent thought even if I wanted to.

Lincoln and Sawyer must’ve taken that as their cue to amp it up another notch. Sawyer’s lips melted against mine as he tweaked my breast just right. Lincoln thrust his fingers, curling them just so to make sure to hit that magic spot inside me.

The sounds coming out of my mouth were inhuman. I rolled my hips, needing that beautiful friction we were creating.

I swiped my tongue against Sawyer’s. He tasted like heaven and freedom and everything that I wanted for our future.

I wound up like a ball of twine pulled tighter and tighter by the second until finally it snapped. My orgasm rushed through me like a tidal wave. Sawyer captured my scream with his mouth.

Lincoln sank a third finger in, pushing deeper and harder, drawing out everything he could from me. I went limp, unable to move as white dots continued to burst behind my eyes.

Lincoln yanked my pants down my legs. Sawyer continued to kiss me. Both his hands went to my breasts, pulling and tugging them just enough to give me pleasure mixed with pain.

I moaned when Lincoln pulled away and cracked my eyes open enough to see him pulling down his own pants before he nestled back between my legs and slowly slid home. I cried out at the feel of him as he buried himself all the way to the hilt.

He pulled out to the tip just to thrust all the way back in. Sawyer’s kisses grew harder, more insistent.

He mumbled against my lips, “We’re going to make you feel so good, sweetheart. How many times do you think we can make you come?”

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