Page 67 of Reign of the Beast

I didn’t understand it, but I couldn’t deny it either.

I didn’t want to.

I wanted more of it, those feelings of butterflies, of my stomach clenching in anticipation, my pussy weeping in a plea for more. I wanted to let go, to give in and let them sweep me up in their sexual spell.

Jaxon trailed his tongue along the column of my throat, making eye contact with Lucian as he did, silently goading him. “You’re wet for him. I can scent it, princess. Your body wants him so bad it can barely stand it.”

“I…” I struggled, hating my nervousness in spite of everything.

Jaxon’s hand slid under my skirt. I gasped as his fingers unceremoniously dove into my panties. “Mmm, that’s right,” he growled, spreading my wetness everywhere, saturating my clit, my inner thighs.

He pulled his hand free, dripping in my juices, then shocked me as he spread it over Lucian’s lips.

Lucian’s eyes hooded.

A growl rumbled as Jaxon took it further, breaching his lips and gliding two of his fingers into Lucian’s mouth.

Lucian’s talented tongue that I remembered so well, swirled around his digits, licking them clean.

Jaxon brought them back to me and I jolted as he called his claws forth.

He swept them across my strappy black tank, shredding it to pieces.

He brushed the fabric away from my body, then drew a light scratch across the tops of my heaving breasts, leaving a tantalizing burn in its wake.

He stepped back and guided Lucian forward.

I moaned out as his warm, wet tongue soothed Jaxon’s sting.

A flick to the front clasp of my bra bared my breasts.

Lucian cupped them in his large hands, his hooded eyes burning into mine. “Exquisite.”

His mouth descended on them, licking and flicking my nipples with his tongue, his lips suckling at my soft flesh, his teeth nipping.

“Yes,” I groaned, throwing my head back into Jaxon’s waiting hands. He gathered my hair into a makeshift ponytail, sweeping it off my neck and shoulders to give Lucian unfettered access, while also using it to hold me at their mercy.

Lucian made his way down my body, licking, kissing and nipping my stomach, across my hips, my navel. He gave my skirt a tug and it slid down my thighs, pooling at my feet.

I’d barely stepped out of it when Lucian grasped my hips and buried his face in my lace-covered pussy, kissingme through my panties that were very nearly translucent all over with how wet I was. He rolled his lips over my clit, alternating between soft and hard pressure, moving excruciatingly slowly.

It had a plea bursting from me, “More! Please, Lucian! I need more.”

He smirked up at me.

My hair fell loose down my back, Jaxon releasing me.

I watched him walk to one of the patio chairs.

A thrill shot through me as he kept his eyes on me, and pulled out his hard cock. He licked his lips at me, then started stroking himself in the vigorous, rough, unhinged way wolves were known for.

Mmm.Especially the Alphas.

Lucian drew my attention back to him as he tore my panties from my body with one rough tug of strength.

I went to reach for my heels, but Jaxon called out, “Nah, leave them on.”

“Indeed. The make quite the visual,” Lucian agreed as the two of them roamed their hungry gazes all over my naked body.

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