Page 217 of Psycho Pack

My entire world narrows down to the points where they're touching me. Thane's cock stretching my mouth and throat. Wraith's thumbs opening me up, his tongue fucking into me. The firm, unrelenting press of their hands holding me still.

I'm trembling on the edge of another peak, but it feels different this time. Bigger. Like a tidal wave building, ready to crash over me and sweep me away. I whimper around Thane's knot, silently begging.

"That's it," Thane growls hoarsely above me. "Take it all, little one. Come for us again."

His alpha command makes me come apart spectacularly.

The orgasm crashes over me with the force of a tsunami. My body goes rigid, every muscle locking up as unbearably intense pleasure courses through me like I'm being electrocuted. I'm dimly aware that I'm screaming around Thane's knot, but I can't stop. Can't control anything as wave after wave of all-encompassing ecstasy washes over me.

Through the haze of bliss, I feel Thane start to move more erratically. His grip on my arms tightens to the point of bruising as he thrusts deeper.

"Fuck," he growls. "I'm gonna?—"

He doesn't finish the sentence. Instead, he buries himself as deep as he can in my throat, his knot pulsing as he comes again. I swallow reflexively around him, milking him for every drop even as the waves continue to roll through me.

Wraith growls against my pussy, the vibrations prolonging my orgasm. His thumbs work deeper inside me, massaging me from the inside out as his tongue never stops its relentless assault. I'm caught in an endless loop, unable to tell where one orgasm ends and the next begins.

Time loses all meaning. I'm only vaguely aware of their hands holding me steady as aftershocks continue to wrack my body.

Eventually, the intensity starts to ebb. I become slightly aware of other sensations beyond the haze of bliss. The ache in my jaw from being stretched around Thane's knot for so long. The sting where Wraith's teeth scraped my sensitive flesh. The throb of my hole around Wraith's thumbs. The way my throat feels raw from screaming.

Thane's knot finally goes down just enough for him to carefully pull out of my mouth. I gasp for air, suddenly realizing how oxygen-deprived I've been. He immediately cradles my face in his hands, his thumbs wiping away tears I didn't even realize I'd shed.

"You okay, beautiful?" he asks, his voice rough but tender.

I try to speak, but all that comes out is a hoarse croak. My throat is too wrecked for words. Instead, I nod, offering him a weak smile.

Holy shit.

That was everything I'd hoped it would be and more.

Wraith slowly withdraws his thumbs, making me whimper at the loss. He presses his sharp teeth in a surprisingly gentle kissto my inner thigh before looking up at me, his blue eyes filled with both awe and concern.

Did I hurt you?he signs.

I shake my head emphatically. No, he didn't hurt me. At least, not in any way I didn't thoroughly enjoy. I reach for him with trembling hands, and he immediately moves up to lay beside me. Thane settles on my other side, and I find myself cocooned between their warm bodies, the cot creaking beneath their combined weight.

The hard planes of Wraith's abdomen tense under my fingertips as I brush my hand over his shirt, tracing the defined muscles hidden beneath the fabric before I start undoing the buttons. My heart races, a mix of post-orgasmic bliss and fresh excitement coursing through me. I feel Thane's warmth at my back, his breath tickling my neck as he watches.

"We're not finished yet," I murmur to Wraith, my voice husky.

And I mean that literally.

I'm going to give him one hell of a reward.

Chapter

Thirty-Eight

WRAITH

Ivy's scent fills my nose.

Sweet.

Intoxicating.

Can still taste her on my tongue.

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