Page 145 of Her Rabid Beasts

Savage and Ghoul seem to be punching each other on the floor until Lyle shoves down his track pants and his cock springs free to hit my entrance and I let out a sweet hiss.

That sound grabs the attention of the two beasts and they sit up to watch.

Lyle grabs the nape of my neck and kisses me with demand, his tongue dominating my mouth in the roughest way possible as he growls with feline satisfaction.

It only serves to make me wetter and I writhe on top of him, enjoying the feel of his hard body against my soft one. I grind my bare pussy against his cock and Lyle reaches down to position himself at my soaking wet entrance. I slide down a little and his crown stretches me open. I gasp at his magnificent girth. Gods, I’ve been waiting for him to return to me forsolong.

“Tell me if it’s too much, angel,”Lyle says, his whisper-soft voice in contrast to the large fingers dimpling my ass. With a flex of his hips, Lyle eases further into me.

“No, I love it,” I moan around the words, getting lost in the feel of him.

I cast a look over my shoulder. The two males now standing, so still they could be predators waiting in long grass, simply stare at where Lyle and I are joined. It makes a sly smile stretch across my now swollen lips.

Ghoul chuckles.“Our regina likes to be watched.”

Oh, yes I fucking do. I hadn’t known it until that first night they all projected into my bungalow. It’s then that I feel Scythe slip into the room, that cold, predatory power raking down my shoulders. Xander is probably outside, cursing us.

“I like this angle,” Savage says, his voice husky. “Fuck.”

I let out a strangled moan as Lyle sinks deeply into me. Suddenly, we’re plunged into darkness. I gasp as Lyle stills and we look upwards at the dome of glittering shadow that now engulfs the room. Tiny red and white lights sparkle to give us light to see by, and under that glimmer, this entire thing could be a dream.

It makes me bolder than I have any right to be.

But it’s Savage who says, “Fucking share, Lyle. You’ve always been an asshole.”

I rise, allowing myself to settle down on Lyle’s cock. Letting him sink into the hilt. I whimper and focus on my breathing as I accommodate his massive size to my full capacity. He fills me up so entirely that I feel lightheaded.

But it’s still not enough.

Without all of them, it’ll never be enough. Breathing hard, I say, “If you want something, Savage,take it.”

He cocks a brow at me and stalks towards the bed, all but tearing off his pants as he does. “Well fuck, princess, when you say it like that.”

He comes up next to me and grabs the front of my neck, claiming my mouth with his. He swallows my moans with relish,and as Lyle flexes his hips up and down, Savage commands my mouth. Like generals at war trying to show dominance, they fight for my attention, one from beneath and one from above. I writhe and sigh, one hand on Lyle’s hard abs and the other fisting Savage’s thick hair.

But then two large, wet fingers find my clit and I almost come undone. I tear myself away from Savage to look into two red points of light entombed in shadow, standing shoulder to shoulder with my wolf.

Ghoul’s shadows recede just enough so that I can see his face. Only it’s not his face at all, but the white outlines of—is thatbone? My stomach flops as he gently weaves his fingers through my wet core, circling my clit. I look down to see the skin of his hand, brown and large, tattooed, with a thick wrist. I can’t make out the markings made in black ink, but I don’t care right now because golden tendrils of pleasure spin from my pussy straight up to my head.

“Oh God,” I whisper.

Then Savage’s voice is whispering in my ear. He’s positioned himself behind me, straddling Lyle’s thighs. “Oh, my beautiful, perfect regina.Weare your gods now.”

Ghoul chuckles just as Lyle flexes his hips, making me bounce. He thrusts into me and I hold on to Ghoul’s thick forearm for dear life as Lyle finds his pleasure in me. Golden heat coils through the void of my body as I relish beinghadby the three of them and being seen by the cold one, observing from the shadows.

But they really are. Three wild gods with the sole mission of worshipping me. Of making me come until I’m a puddle in their arms. I don’t think I’m going to survive this. How the hell am I going to make it out of this apartment in one piece?

“Make yourself useful and pass me the lube, boogeyman.” Savage points to Lyle’s bedside table.

Ghoul opens the first drawer where I’m surprised to see a purple bottle of lube I never saw anyone put in there.

“Where’d that come from?” I demand breathlessly as Lyle thrusts in me in languid motions.

Savage kisses my mating mark as he accepts the bottle. “I’ve been thinking about this for a long time, regina.”

“Be careful, wolf,” Lyle growls.

Savage growls back and I turn around as far as I can to kiss him. He hungrily accepts my mouth and nips my lower lip.

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