Page 98 of Her Males

His thrusts grow faster, the tip of his cock pressing between my thighs with each movement before he lets out a choked cry and something warm coats the back of my thighs and slit.

Kato curls his fingers inside me, rocking them in and out. It feels too good, and my back arches as an orgasm rips through me. It’s intense, and I tighten around his fingers as he works me through it.

Emily pulls away, seemingly shocked by our quick releases.

She cups Kato’s chin to hold him still as she peers into his eyes, and after a moment, she roughly turns to me and does the same. Kato continues to ease his fingers in and out of me, and my eyes roll back as another wave of her scent fills my lungs.

“Fuck,” Emily hisses.

She’s on the opposite side of the room a second later, her back plastered against the wall as her eyes dart frantically between Kato and me.

I drop my chin to my chest, the distance between Emily and me helping to clear my mind. Kato removes his fingers, and I wince as his movement brings to attention the slight sting inside me.

It’s identical to how I felt when my males used the toy on me for the first time, and my body goes painfully rigid as I draw that connection.

My eyes dart to Kato’s fingers, and I clench my jaw as I see the wetness still coating them.

What have I just done?

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CHARLOTTE

EMILY PLACES A hand over her chest as I scramble away from Kato.

This was a mistake.

I stumble over my feet, and Kato reaches forward to catch me before I righten myself and wave him away.

“I’m so sorry, Charlie,” Emily rushes to say. “I shouldn’t have let things go so far.”

I was okay with some light flirting, maybe a kiss or two, but I shouldn’t have let it go beyond that. My sex is sore from Kato’s fingers, the slight ache a painful reminder of what I’ve just done.

Kato’s gone pale. “I’m sorry, Charlie.” His voice is hoarse. “Have I dishonored you? Oh, fuck, I’m so sorry.”

My bottom lip trembles as I wipe my wet cheeks, unable to make eye contact with either of them. Kato’s cum drips down my inner thighs, the feeling of it only worsening my anxiety.

He begins to pace the room, the man very clearly out of his element. Emily steps forward and grabs his shoulder, halting his nervous movements.

“I need to go home,” I say, hurrying to the door.

“Let me walk back with you,” Emily says, still holding Kato. I’m sure he will panic the second I’m out this door, and Emily should be here for that instead of with me.

“I’ll be fine! It’s a quick walk,” I assure her, gesturing wildly in the direction of my cabin.

I don’t wait for a response before turning and escaping out the front door. My bare feet slam against the rough ground, and I curse myself for forgetting I took off my shoes shortly after arriving with my fox.

I’ll get them another time.

Sticks bury into the soles of my feet as I rush to the cabin I share with Rock. The last thing I want is to run into any shifters who can smell what I’ve done. I can’t face the disgust I’m sure they’ll show as they realize who the male dripping down my thighs is.

There’s no way to hide it from Rock, but that’s a bridge I’ll cross when I get to it.

I gasp and scurry off the path when I spot a shifter ahead. I’m sure he already knew I was there, but hopefully, he won’t think anything about me steering away at the last minute.

I clench my thighs together as he keeps walking, his attention focused solely on the large log of wood he carries.

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