Page 216 of Psycho Pack

Thane's release floods my mouth, hot and salty. I swallow reflexively, milking him for every drop. His fingers card through my hair, gentler now as he praises me.

"So good for us," he murmurs. "Taking my knot so well."

A warm glow spreads through me and my eyes flutter shut at his praise. But I can't respond, my mouth still stretched wide around Thane's knot. All I can do is try to breathe through my nose as Wraith redoubles his efforts between my thighs.

His tongue lashes my clit relentlessly, those deadly teeth a constant, thrilling threat. I'm so close, teetering on the edge of bliss. My hands fist in the sheets as I fight to hold still.

Then Wraith does something unexpected. As his tongue plunges into me once more, his thumb accidentally brushes against my asshole. The jolt of sensation has me clenching around his tongue with a muffled whimper.

Wraith freezes for a moment, clearly startled by my reaction. But then a low, dangerous growl rumbles through him. Before I can process what's happening, his thumb is back, rubbing slow circles around that sensitive ring of muscle.

Oh fuck.

My hips rock against his face, silently begging for more. Wraith takes the hint. His tongue delves impossibly deeper as he increases the pressure of his thumb. Not quite breaching me, but promising more.

Wraith's thumb presses more insistently against my asshole as his tongue ventures deeper inside me. The dual sensations make my head spin, pleasure and pain blurring together until I can't tell where one ends and the other begins. I whimper around Thane's cock, my jaw aching from the stretch of his knot.

Thane's fingers tighten in my hair, holding me in place as he starts to move again. Short, shallow thrusts that push his knot deeper into my aching mouth with each motion. The slight pain and the bumping of his crown against the back of my throat only heightens everything else I'm feeling.

"Good girl," Thane growls above me.

His praise sends another surge of heat through me. I moan, the sound muffled by his cock, as Wraith's teeth graze my throbbing clit. The points send more jolts of electricity arcing through my body. I'm trembling on the edge, so close I can taste it.

Then Wraith pushes his thumb inside me.

The stretch burns, my body instinctively trying to reject the intrusion even as I fight to open up for him, letting out as much of a keening whimper I can muster with Thane's knot filling every inch of my mouth. I squirm, trying to adjust to the fullness stretching my asshole, but Wraith doesn't need the help. He's relentless, working his thumb deeper as his tongue continues its assault on my clit. The pain mingles with ecstasy until I can't tell them apart anymore.

My eyes roll back in my head again as Wraith crooks his thumb, making fireworks explode behind my eyelids. I cry out as much as I can around Thane's cock, my whole body going taut as a bowstring as Thane's grip tightens on my upper arms, holding me still as Wraith digs his fingers into my cheeks.

"Fuck," Thane hisses. "She's close. Her throat's fluttering around me…"

Wraith growls in response, the vibrations making my pussy tingle even more. He redoubles his efforts, his tongue lashing my clit and folds as he works his other thumb into my hole. His thumbs start pulling me open, working my clenching hole. The stretch is almost too much, but I'm too far gone to care.

I'm dimly aware that I'm making desperate, needy sounds around Thane's cock. Begging without words for more, for release, for anything they'll give me. My hips buck against Wraith's face, chasing the heat coiling in my belly.

Thane's hands tighten on my arms. "Easy," he murmurs. "We've got you. Just let go."

As if those words were permission, something inside me snaps. Ecstasy crashes over me in waves, whiting out my vision. My body convulses, clenching around Wraith's fingers and tongue as I fall apart, crying out around Thane's cock.

But they don't stop.

Wraith keeps licking, his fingers still working inside me as aftershocks roll through my body. Thane's knot keeps me from pulling away, forcing me to take every bit of stimulation they give me. It's too much, overwhelming in its intensity, but I can't escape it.

I don't want to.

Tears leak from the corners of my eyes as I hurtle toward another wave, impossibly fast. Wraith's teeth scrape against my inner thigh, leaving stinging trails in their wake.

"Look at me," Thane commands, his voice rough with arousal.

I force my eyes open, meeting his dark gaze upside down. The heat I see there makes me shudder. He looks wild, primal, so far from his usual controlled demeanor.

"Good girl," he purrs.

I squirm against their grip, overwhelmed. But they hold me firmly in place, stretching me out like an offering between them, helpless to do anything but take what they give me.

"Deeper," Thane urges Wraith, his voice strained. "She can take more."

Wraith rumbles in response, and I feel his thumbs push further into me. The stretch makes me whimper and twist against their strong grip, but the ache mingles with the pleasure racking my body until I can't tell where one ends and the other begins. Wraith withdraws his tongue only to thrust it all the way into my pussy until his teeth prick my folds, and I feel the dangerous scrape of his fangs as he curls the tip of his tongue hard against my spot.

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