Page 215 of Psycho Pack

Thane's hand tightens in my hair. "Ivy..." There's a warning in his voice.

"Shhhhh." I take Thane's cock back into my mouth to shut him up. It works. He stops protesting. I hollow my cheeks, taking him as deep as I can, and I'm rewarded with a strangled growl of his own.

Wraith's tongue sweeps around my clit again, circling it with maddening precision. But this time, I can feel the barest scrape of teeth, the points pricking gently against my pussy like a steel trap. The knowledge that one slip could fuck me up shouldn't be as hot as it is, but I'm way too far gone to examine it too closely.

A shudder runs through me as those deadly points graze my most sensitive flesh. My hips buck involuntarily, chasing the dangerous sensation. Wraith growls, the vibrations traveling straight to my core. His massive hands tighten on my thighs, holding me still as he continues his relentless assault.

I moan around Thane's cock, taking him deeper. The stretch in my jaw is delicious, grounding me as pleasure threatens to overwhelm my senses. Thane's fingers tighten in my hair,guiding my movements as he starts to thrust shallowly into my mouth.

"Fuck, Ivy," he groans. "Your mouth feels so good..."

Pride blooms in my chest at his words. I hollow my cheeks, sucking harder, determined to make him lose control.

Wraith's tongue flattens against my clit, the texture sending sparks of pleasure shooting through me.

Then I feel it.

The barest sharp scrape of teeth against my inner lips. My whole body goes taut, caught between instinctive fear and equally instinctive arousal.

But Wraith doesn't hurt me. Instead, he uses the points of his wolfish teeth with exquisite precision, adding just enough pressure to heighten every sensation shooting through my core. The contrast of his gentle tongue and dangerous fangs has me trembling, teetering on the edge already.

I have to fight to hold on.

I moan desperately for more, hoping somehow he'll know not to stop, since I can't beg him with Thane's cock buried in my throat.

He rumbles in response, doubling his efforts. His tongue dips lower, circling my entrance before plunging inside. The feeling of that long, dexterous muscle exploring my depths has me seeing stars. My hands fist in the sheets as I fight to keep still, not wanting to risk those sharp teeth cutting me by accident.

"Fuck, you should see yourself," Thane groans above me.

I quiver violently as Wraith's tongue works magic between my thighs. The contrast of his gentle licks and dangerous teeth has me trembling on the edge of bliss. I struggle to focus on pleasuring Thane, but the dual sensations are overwhelming.

Thane's fingers tighten in my hair as he thrusts deeper into my mouth. The stretch burns deliciously, grounding meas Wraith's tongue swirls around my clit. I hollow my cheeks, sucking harder, determined to drive Thane wild.

"Fuck, that's it," Thane growls. "Take it all, little one."

His words send a fresh surge through me. I relax my throat, letting him slide deeper until my nose is buried in the coarse hair at the base of his cock. The musky scent of him fills my senses.

Wraith chooses that moment to graze his teeth ever-so-gently along my inner thigh, his tongue sweeping up again. The sharp points send shivers racing up my spine. I moan around Thane's length, the vibrations making him curse under his breath.

"She likes that," Thane pants. "Do it again."

Wraith rumbles in response. This time when his teeth scrape my sensitive flesh, it's with more pressure. The hint of danger has me clenching around nothing, desperate to be filled.

As if reading my mind, Wraith's tongue plunges into me. The length of it reaches places I didn't even know existed. My hips buck involuntarily, chasing the sensation. Wraith's massive hands tighten on my thighs, holding me still as he fucks me with his tongue.

I whimper around Thane's cock, overwhelmed by the onslaught of pleasure. Thane's thrusts grow more erratic as he nears his peak. His grip on my hair borders on painful, but I welcome it. The slight sting only heightens every other sensation.

"I'm close," Thane grits out. "Gonna knot that pretty mouth."

My eyes widen at his words. We've never done this before. The thought of being so thoroughly claimed by both my alphas at once sends a fresh flood of slick coating Wraith's tongue.

Wraith growls, the vibrations traveling straight to my core. His teeth scrape dangerously close to my clit as he laps up my slick. The knowledge that one wrong move could filet me has me trembling on the edge.

Thane's cock swells, stretching my jaw to its limit. I struggle to breathe through my nose as the bulge of his knot presses against my lips. For a moment I panic, unsure if I can take it.

"Relax," Thane soothes, his voice strained. "You can do it. Just breathe."

I force myself to relax. With a final thrust, his knot pops past my lips and teeth, locking us together. The stretch burns, but in the best way possible. I feel so utterly claimed, caught between these two fierce alphas.

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