Page 27 of Seduced By the Werewolves

“What a good girl,” Leon murmurs into my neck.

Suddenly, Jace steps back from me, then falls onto the bed. He pats his chest. “Come here, Tiff.”

Leon takes my hand and guides me over to him. I’m not entirely sure what they want me to do.

“Get on his face,” Leon commands, and it sends a ripple of anticipation through me. Why does Leon giving me orders turn me on so much?

I climb on top of Jace, trying not to feel humiliated as I navigate my heavy body up to his head. But he only has a hungry look on his face.

“Leon told me how good you taste,” he says, voice low. “Even better than you smell.” He grabs me around the hips and pulls me down, onto his mouth. I cry out when he latches onto my clit, as if drawn to it by a magnet. After he finishes sucking there, his tongue swipes down and dives inside me.

“Oh, god,” I murmur as he fucks me with it, licking up as much of me as he can. Jace groans, and returns to lapping at my clit, which feels like liquid starlight.

The bed sinks under me as Leon climbs onto it. He crawls until he’s in front of me, then leans forward to tease one of my nipples with his mouth, running those sharp canines gently over it. With Jace devouring me at the same time, I hit my wave much sooner than I expected. I buckle forward, overcome by the power of it, and Leon catches me. He chuckles into my hair.

“One,” he murmurs, kissing me while I shake and twitch. Then he lays me down on the bed, like he’s placing a delicate doll, and turns to Jace. A look I don’t understand passes between them.

Jace gives a firm nod and slides over the comforter, pulling my legs open wide. His cock is even harder than before, hot and red and swollen, and I know by that determined look on his face what he wants.

He’s going to fuck me right here, in front of Leon. And by the look on Leon’s face while he strokes himself, he’s excited about it.

Leaning over me, Jace reaches down between us and takes his cock roughly in his hand, using it to brush over my clit. I’m still sensitive from my orgasm, so I gasp.

“Are you ready?” he asks, his face very serious as he drags the head of his cock through my folds, up and then down again, until I’m squirming and whining for more. “Do you want it, Tiff?”

Do I ever. I need him, right now.

“Yes,” I squeak out as he rubs that head all over me. “Please, Jace!”

“Fuck her,” Leon commands in a surprisingly deep, intimidating voice. Anyone in their right mind would obey it.

Jace nods solemnly. “I’m going to need your help, Leon,” he says, his eyes riveted on the slit between my legs. “So I don’t go off too soon.”

I wonder what Leon could possibly do to accomplish this, but I’m too distracted to think much about it.

Jace’s gaze jumps to mine, and he watches me intently as his fat cockhead slips between my swollen lower lips. I suck in my breath as it opens me, insisting I spread for it and allow it through, even though I’m still swollen from my orgasm. Jace hikes my thigh higher up on his hip to anchor me, his eyes darting from my face down to my pussy. He licks his lips.

It’s not as much of a stretch to accept him as it was when I took Leon the first time, but still, he demands my body open for him as he slides in almost halfway on his first thrust. We moan together as our bodies wrap around each other. There Jace pauses, panting, and pulls back out. I whimper, wanting more, but he ignores me.

Jace continues taking me like this, only sinking partway inside, taunting me, teasing me.

“Please,” I beg, lifting my hips to meet his, hoping he’ll give me more. I reach toward him with a beseeching hand, and he takes it, squeezing my fingers with his. I’m aching, and only him fully seated inside me will sate it. “I need it. I need you.”

“Not yet.” Jace lowers his head, his lips curling into a wicked smile. “You’re going to come for me first.”

His hand reaches down between us, and his finger glances over my clit. My hips buck as a spasm races through me. Suddenly every movement of his cock feels like twice, three times as much, just buried partway inside me, the head dragging over a spot that completely lights me up. His hand teases my clit faster and faster, matching the tempo of his partial thrusts, until I’m keening and my back arches.

“God, Jace,” I whimper. “I’m going to... I’m going to...”

Only halfway buried in me, he feels so good that the maddeningly blissful combination of his cock and his finger sends me sliding toward the edge. I can’t control the words coming out of my mouth as I’m pulled underwater, surrounded on all sides. Each of my nerves is electrified.

Then Jace thrusts all the way in.

My orgasm suddenly bursts, all-consuming, and I cry out as every muscle in my body draws tight. My legs curl around his waist, squeezing him hard as I tremble and shiver. Jace grunts and tips forward, changing his angle deep in me, so I squirm and moan again.

“You weren’t kidding, Leon,” he says, hoarse. “She’s squeezing my cock so hard I’m trying not to come right now.”

“Not yet,” Leon growls, still sliding his hand up and down his dick. “That was two. Now get on your hands and knees, Tiff.”

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