Page 144 of Her Rabid Beasts

He huffs a laugh, and it’s a deep, cavernous sound.

Savage’s breaths lose their rhythm under my cheek and his arms tighten around me. I can’t tell if he’s awake or just holding me in his sleep.

But then Ghoul says, “I want to see you sitting on his face.”

My head snaps up so rapidly that I almost twist a muscle in my neck.

“I want nothing more than to see you writhing with pleasure while you lick the cum off my cock, snakelet.”

Holy Goddess. Did he see what I did with Lyle and Savage the other day? Is he…jealous?

And then Savage’s sleepy voice rumbles into my brain, husky with sleep. “Climb on, princess. Don’t leave a beast waiting.”

Excitement floods my stomach, golden and sparkly, but I’m frozen to the spot as another presence approaches the room on silent feet.

Ghoul rumbles,“Oh, how fun, pretty snakelet. There’s a lion on the prowl.”

“You think I wouldn’t know when a predator has entered my den?”Lyle says snidely into our minds as he shoves open the bedroom door and steps in; a second, towering shadow in just the cotton pants he wears to sleep. His hair is out of its band, spilling gloriously over one shoulder.

“Why, thank you.”Ghoul chuckles as Lyle advances on him in a lethal prowl like the angel of death himself.

It’s then that I push off Savage and sit up, straddling the wolf. “Lyle,” I warn over my shoulder. Lyle pauses and turns slightly, so he has both Ghoul and me in his line of sight. And then rather suddenly, I think it’s funny to say, “Play nicely with your bond-brother.”

Ghoul tilts his head back and laughs out loud. I have to stare at him because that deep, rumbling sound hits my clitoris with force.

Lyle cocks his head at me. “He’s here with your consent?”

Savage stops me from moving off him with firm hands on my hips. I feel him grow hard under me and my pussy flushes with enough heat to make me clench.

“Well, he didn’t enter with my consent,” I say, my own voice surprisingly husky, “but he can stay with it.”

Ghoul rises, slowly stretching out to his full height. Lyle and Savage never take their eyes off him as he says into our minds,“I have a right to be wherever my regina is.”

Savage’s hand roams over my hips, sliding around to cup my ass. I’m in a slip of a silk nightie he brought me from my dorm as I readjust myself on him.

Enough of this maleposturing.

I grab the straps of the nightie and tug it down to show my breasts, making sure the bandages covering my stomach are still properly in place. Savage’s response is immediate. My wolf groans and sits up, covering one breast with his hand and sucking the other into his mouth. I gasp, burying my hand in his dark waves as he plays with my nipples, his tongue teasing one and his fingers toying with the other.

The temperature of my skin rockets up. Lyle and Ghoul have gone still and they’re quite suddenly too far away.

Reaching a hand out, I say softly, “Come here.”

Lyle steps forward like he’s in a trance, and I reach up to cup his face. He leans down, capturing my mouth with his. I groan at the contact as Savage’s hands roam, featherlight touches over my breasts, my shoulders, my ass.

I suck on Lyle’s lower lip, sensing Ghoul shifting. To get a better look or to participate, I don’t know. Lyle pulls away to gesture at Savage and his voice is rough with command. “Move.”

“Get fucked,” Savage growls against the underside of my breast.

“I plan to do the fucking,” Lyle snarls. A pang of excitement shoots through me. Quicker than any snake, Lyle’s arms come around my hips and he yanks me right off Savage.

I cringe as he grazes my stomach, but they’re scabbed over enough that it’s not too painful.

“Hey!” I yelp as my legs dangle in midair. But surrounded by Lyle’s warmth and scent, I’m not really that upset.

Savage makes a furious snarling growl and tries to make a leap for me, except Ghoul is cackling and tackles Savage right off the bed, right onto the floor next to us.

I giggle because it’s hilarious to see Savage shocked that he’s met his match and to be the one getting roughed up for once. Lyle carries me to his bed like I weigh nothing, settling himself down on his back, tearing my panties off at their sides, throwing them on top of the wrestling males and arranging me on my belly on top of himself.

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