Page 14 of Blue Moon Mistress

“The real question…”Joshua says leaning close enough to nuzzle my collar bone and run his cold nose up my neck. “Is your heart set on being fucked by four men tonight?”

“Hecate yes.”

Another growl echoes from his throat, and I know he’s ordered his pack with that inaudible way they have of speaking.

Because Chase and Thomas move around the altar, and take hold of my arms, keeping me in place.

I look from them, down my body, to where Joshua waits to devour me.

His, long wet tongue licks me, covering my whole pussy.

When he pulls away, it’s with a growl of approval, and only for a moment. Then his long tongue goes back to work on me—in me.

Another tongue, this one goes to work on my breasts, I can’t open my eyes to figure out who it is. All I can do isfeel.

This is what sex magic feels like.

That build. The desire…

The feeling of potential as my body overflows with the energy their touch courses through me. I open my eyes on a gasp as I feel the swollen head of a cock press against my entrance.

It doesn’t surprise me that Joshua is the one who’s going to fuck me first.

His human form got me high with his cock. In the middle of a spell, I know it won’t take much for the same cock to make me come again.

Slick from the attention of his tongue and my own desire, he slides into me with ease I wouldn’t have expected from a normal encounter and a cock that large.

He doesn’t look anything like he did when he came for me yesterday, but damn, he’s still sexy.

Sexier still when I remember the control he’s handing over to me. He presses into me, further and further still with each stroke.

When I look up at him, there’s a wicked look in those deep, soulful eyes…

What he’s up to though—

“Oh fuck.”

The knot.

Eyes screwed shut, I cry out, the sensation of that fullness…

And then, he pulls out with an inaudible pop.

My eyes fly wide, meeting his once more as he continues to work himself in and out of me.

It almost feels like the expression dancing across his eyes would be vocalized with an “oops” of feigned innocence.

But he’s fully able to speak and keeps his lips… bared, not sealed.

“You wanted the wolf.” There’s a challenge in those words, so I squeeze down on him as tightly as I can.

It gets me a growling, toothy smile.

He pulls out of me again, and I don’t recognize the sound that escapes my lips with it. And then he fucks me in an excruciating rhythm.

It’s not to show the others how to do it… no one in this room is a virgin.

No, this is a display of dominance if I’ve ever seen one. He’s reminding the three other men in the room that I’mhisfirst and foremost… and they have to wait as long as he makes them.

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