Page 74 of Seduced By the Werewolves

“It’s okay,” I tell him, pushing my hips against his so he slides even further in. He rewards me with a groan. Then Quinn lets out a furious roar and slams his cock in, burying it all the way inside me. His knot butts right up against my pussy, and he grinds it against me. He drags his tongue from the back of my neck down my spine, leaving a trail of saliva behind.

“How is your pussy so good?” He reels his hips back, then thrusts in, yanking a cry from my throat. Quinn drops forward, supporting himself with one arm while he fucks me. His teeth graze the back of my neck, my hair, tangling in it. He huffs hot breath on my skin while he pumps inside me again and again, that swollen cock demanding I open for it, and my body gratefully accepts. The shape of his cockhead, so different in his werewolf form, carves a vicious path of pleasure through me with every stroke. I bury my face in the blankets as I start to shiver and shake all over, so sensitive from my last two orgasms that I can barely stand it.

“Please,” I sob. “Please, Quinn.”

He huffs against my back. “Please what, baby?” He pumps even faster, even harder, and I cry out, my whole body tensing and vibrating with the power of my unfurling climax. “You want to come? You want me to stuff you full?”

I nod helplessly, needing more, and more, and more. With a guttural snarl, Quinn shoves his cock deeper, that massive knot of his pushing even harder on my pussy. I whimper, feeling a burning stretch.

“Quinn,” Leon says in a warning tone. Panting, Quinn pauses. “She’s not ready yet.”

“But—”

Leon growls, and Quinn hastily retreats. Instead, he fucks me with just his shaft at an even more brutal pace, until I’m screaming, ripples of agonizing bliss spreading across my body.

“That’s right, babe,” he growls into my ear. “Come all over me. Give me another one so I can fill you all the way up.”

When my orgasm hits me, it’s like a tsunami, bowling me over and hurling me down into the sand. Behind me, Quinn moans raggedly, and his cock swells up even bigger, shoving through my tight channel, over and over.

“Oh, god,” he grunts, his claws nearly biting through my skin. He snarls as he hits his own climax, shoving himself so deep his knot is frantically trying to push through.

Finally, Quinn comes to a panting rest. He drags his paw tenderly down my back, over my ass. Then he nuzzles my hair with his nose as I collapse to the bed.

“Someday I’ll fit my knot into you,” he rasps in my ear. “And then I’ll fuck you with that, too.”

The suggestion makes me shiver all over. Gently he withdraws, and his cum gushes out of me onto the bed. I’m not sure I’ll be able to move after that absolutely thorough claiming.

Quinn chuckles at my dazed expression. “Sorry, Jace,” he says. “I wore her out.”

I raise my head to find a big gray werewolf crouched beside me. Jace slips his furry arms around me and pulls me into his lap. There he cradles me, his cold, wet nose nudging my cheek.

“Is that right?” he asks, one paw tracing over my belly. “Are you tired?”

I try to shake my head, but truthfully, I’m exhausted after everything that’s happened over the last few days. I don’t know if there’s even one ounce of strength left in my body.

With great care, Jace lies me down on the bed next to him, spooning me with his much bigger body. He pulls me into his arms, enveloping me. His cock has extruded from his sheath, at half-mast against my ass, but he doesn’t move to use it. Quinn in his werewolf form, and Eli and Leon in their human forms, all climb onto the bed around us.

“I’m really glad I saw you at that bar,” I tell Jace, covering his huge hands with my small ones around my middle. I loved how his face lit up whenever he told a joke, how the time flew by when we stayed up late chatting.

He tightens his grip on me and sighs with his head tucked over my shoulder. “Me, too. You mean everything to me.”

I shift my legs so that his cock slides down, between the cheeks of my ass. Jace groans involuntarily, his hips jerking against mine. Reflexively, my thighs part, and soon Jace has slipped between them. His shaft glides easily over my pussy, which is soaking wet. Jace grunts against me, thrusting again to apply even more friction against my clit. I’m still high on sex, and my body is so well-used that I buck against him.

“Oh?” Leon asks, lying down in front of me. He props himself up on one elbow, then trails his hand down from my sternum to my nipple. “Are you ready for Jace’s cock now, love?” He leans down to bring my breast into his mouth and sucks, sending another jolt through me.

“Lean forward, Tiff,” says Jace, all his usual playfulness gone, “and spread your legs.”

I do as I’m told, leaning closer to Leon and turning my body so I can open my thighs for him. This way, Jace’s cock slips between my wet folds, and he groans. Gripping my flesh, he angles himself so the tip sweeps past my entrance. I moan as it slicks over that divot again, and again, then finally dips inside me. I’m so covered in cum that it’s easy for me to take him, but Jace moves slowly anyway, only teasing me with the head as he grips his cock with one clawed hand, guiding it inside me.

It takes nothing for him to thrust in.

I let out a cry, and Leon holds my hands in his while Jace pumps his cock into me a second time. In his werewolf form, Jace is big, and the friction of him inside my tight channel is bringing the coals of my pleasure back to life. I thought I had nothing left, but I was wrong.

Leon grins as Jace moves in and out of me, making a wet slurping sound with every pump of his hips.

“Do you like that, love?” Leon asks, scooting in even closer to me so he can palm my breast in one hand, my belly in the other.

“Yes!” I’m aching with my need to orgasm again, but I’ve had so many that I have to reach for it. As if he can read my mind, Leon traces his hand down to where Jace is sliding in and out of me, and gently brushes his finger over my clit.

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