Page 72 of Seduced By the Werewolves

Leon surveys me up and down. “Now, spread your legs.”

My body listens before my mind even considers the words, and my thighs open wide. He nods in approval, then kisses his way down from my sternum to my pelvis, where he pauses at my bush and hums. His long tongue darts out, and he swipes it eagerly over my pussy, from slit to clit. Leon’s whole body shivers.

“Damn,” he murmurs, licking his lips. “I almost forgot how fucking good you taste.”

From somewhere behind him, Quinn whines.

“You’ll get your turn,” Leon says over his shoulder.

Unperturbed, he dives back into my pussy, thrusting his tongue inside me, then lapping at my clit again. He torments it greedily, sucking on it and flicking it, circling it and then smothering it, until I’m moaning and writhing with my head in Eli’s lap. He pets my hair as I come apart in his arms, and Leon wrings my orgasm from me like a wet rag. I’m lying there panting, my body limp, when Leon’s voice echoes through the room.

“Get in my lap, love,” he says, those blue eyes focused steadily on me.

As if of its own accord, my body listens, and Leon folds his legs in front of him. I bracket his hips with my thighs, his cock now squeezed between us. A groan falls from his lips.

“I can’t wait to be inside you,” he murmurs, curling his hands under my ass. I flex my thighs so I’m above him, and he’s positioned right underneath me, right where he needs to be—because I can’t wait, either. I want to be joined with him again, to show him how good I am, how safe he makes me feel.

“Leon.” I lower myself ever so slightly, so only the soft, wide head of his cock is touching me.

He smiles back at me, and even though he’s trembling with his need, he’s gentle as he cups the back of my head, threading his fingers through my hair.

“I’m so glad you jogged by that day,” he says, so softly only I can hear him.

“So am I. Even if you weirdos howled at me.”

My arms embrace his neck as I sink a little lower, so he’s wedged between my soft folds, almost inside me. Leon groans as I finally welcome him, my wet channel eagerly sucking in his head, and then his shaft. I hover there, our bodies only partially connected, as he cradles my cheeks in his hands, then kisses me. It’s a soft, slow kiss, full of so many unnamed things. I forget about everything else in the world besides Leon’s mouth, and how beloved it makes me feel.

I slide down on his lap and take the rest of him into my body. We both moan at the same time, finally united. Where his hands were, there are now claws poking into my flesh, holding me as close to his body as I possibly can be. They trail up and down my back as Leon kisses down my neck. Once again, I sit up high, and with him holding me stable, I sink back down, moaning Leon’s name into his shoulder.

Behind me, I sense Eli crawl closer, as if I have an antenna tuned in to each one of them. As I rise and fall on Leon’s lap, gasps and moans tumbling from my lips as he finds his marvelous place inside me, Eli maps out my spine with the pads of his fingers. He leans forward until he’s breathing against my ear, and holds each of my ass cheeks, lending his strength to me as I take Leon harder and faster.

“Tiff?” he murmurs to me, tracing his hand around to the tight hole between my cheeks. “Let me touch you here?”

“Y-yes,” I manage, and Eli looks pleased. He spits on his fingers, then brings them down to my tiny, puckered ass. Methodically, he teases it outside until he can fit one finger in, and the bliss that sweeps over me threatens to overwhelm all my senses. With Leon filling me full, Eli’s hand is almost too much.

“I can’t wait until I can fit here,” he murmurs to me, dragging it around in circles, pumping in and out with the rhythm of Leon’s thrusts. I gasp in surprise. He wants to put his cock there? “What do you think, Leon? Two of us inside her at the same time?”

“She’ll be so tight,” Leon grunts, and in response, he slams me down surprisingly hard on his cock. I whine as Eli pumps his finger faster, and then joins it with a second one, stretching me wider. It burns at the same time that it sends shockwaves of pleasure all the way to my toes.

“Yes,” Leon grunts, gripping my hips to help me as my thighs grow tired. “Come around me, Tiff. Drink me up. Swallow me.”

I can’t help it. Eli’s hand and Leon’s incredible cock together finally break me, and my body clamps down tight around both of them as I cry out. Underneath me, Leon is fucking me harder, moaning my name. Then he growls, an animal sound, and jams himself deep. That knot of his presses eagerly at my opening, but I’m drawn too tight to take it. He tangles his hands in my hair and kisses me hard, pouring everything into his mouth and lips and tongue.

I can feel when Leon comes because he goes rigid against me. He pumps once more before coming to a rest, panting. Then he pulls me against him, embracing me tightly and burying his nose in my hair.

“What a good girl you are,” he whispers as he clutches me close. “Coming all over my cock like that. My sweet mate.”

Chapter Twenty-Seven

When my body stops trembling, Leon tilts me back and lays me against Eli once more, his cock slipping out of me and spilling cum across the bed. I lie there, panting, my legs wantonly askew. Eli wipes the sweat from my forehead and grins.

“You know,” he says, leaning down to brush his lips over mine upside-down, just a gentle whisper of a touch. “Only my wolf got to have you out in the woods. But I think it should be my turn this time.”

Anticipation ripples out from the place our lips are touching, all the way to my toes. He was an animal in his werewolf form, fucking me against that tree. I wonder what human Eli is like.

He seems to understand just how overstimulated I am right now, because he takes his time, lowering my head to the bed, and then kissing down my chin to my throat, leaving warm splashes on my skin every place he touches me. When he reaches my breasts, he nips gently on each one, taunting them, teasing them. Then he sits up to take off his clothes, and I help him, because I want to see him.

He’s gorgeous, in a special Eli way. I love how his hair is even darker than his brothers’, and his eyes are like warm chocolate pools. I lose myself in them as he cages me in his arms, letting me feel the weight of his body on top of mine. He drags his hand down between my legs and just ever so slightly brushes the pad of his finger over my clit, which causes my body to twitch and jerk.

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