Page 59 of Home to the Hollow

His grin makes my nipple harden, and I hook my arms around Teddy’s neck. His hands slide to my ass, lifting me until I wrap my arms around his waist, pressing our bodies together. With a grunt, he adjusts me again, dropping me onto his cock as I weigh nothing.

A gasp rips from my throat at the sudden intrusion, but I hold on tighter, using my position as leverage to move with him. I’m certain the boys are doing as instructed, so I focus on squeezing Edgar’s cock every time his hands lift and lower my hips. I dart my head in to nip his ear and his groan rumbles over my skin.

I continue biting and suckling along the length of his neck until I reach the juncture of his shoulder. My teeth sink in harder there and Teddy rears back, his eyes wild as he stares at me. A darkness flashes there before he turns and strides over to push me against the wall. Once I’m sandwiched between him and the hard surface, his hips piston into me roughly and his big hand pulls my head back to the spot I bit.

“Boone…”

The tone in Presley’s voice carries a soft warning, but the stirring deep in my belly pushes me to ignore him. A noise I didn’t even know I could make rumbles out of me, and I sink my teeth in as a wave of intense pleasure slams into my gut. Stars fill my vision and the fire I’ve felt every time I’ve touched Edgar since I came back wells up in my chest, filling my frame until I throw my head back and let out a howl of triumph. My fingers dig into his biceps, and the smell of sulfur fills the air.

“Holy shit…” Wolfie exclaims.

I hear him, but it’s distant, and when I lift my head from Teddy’s neck, the sweet tang of coppery blood fills my mouth. It should taste bad, but it doesn’t and I can’t wrap my head around it. I feel fuzzy like I do when I’m getting ready to black out, but also like something inside of me is in sharp focus. Teddy leans in, whispering something dark and foreign sounding in my ear, and I growl—actually growl—a response.

That tips the scales, and he throws his head back, hips stuttering as the orgasm hits him. A matching bone-chilling howl echoes through the room, and I gasp for breath as my body follows his without pause. An ache I’ve never felt before starts in my arms and spreads along my frame until I feel like I’m going to burst from my skin like an alien in a movie.

A cool hand on my shoulder soothes it, and I turn my head, eyes narrowing on the intruder. Presley gives me a wink, giving Edgar a push to free me from the confines of his embrace and the wall. He lifts me in his arms, carrying me over to the bed, whispering, “Not yet, Magpie. It’s too soon. You’re not done gathering your nest, and you can’t let it all out until you’re ready.”

I frown.What in the hell is he talking about?

“Come play with us, love. Calm the fire with moonlight and ice.”

“Moonlight and ice?” I mumble, looking up at him as he sits me down on the bed next to a deliciously prone vet. “Why am I so damned hot? Teddy, you broke me!”

Masculine chuckles fill the room and I do something I almost never do—I pout. Wolfie just smiles up at me, despite his hands and feet being masterfully cuffed to the posters on my bed. Presley drops a kiss on my temple before handing me a feather from my box. Edgar is still growling and pacing. Crossing my arms over my chest, I dig in stubbornly. The least they could do is react!

“Magpie, get our darling boy ready, and I’ll calm the beast,” the doctor says. “I haven’t had my turn yet.”

My lips curve, and I shake off the weird sensations from my primal coupling with Teddy. I crawl up Wolfie’s frame, straddling his waist as I twirl the feather between my fingers teasingly. “Only if you’re in the mood to kneel, baby.”

“For you? Always.”

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“Isn’t that a pretty sight?Tilly, you look scrumptious with your ass in the air like it’s begging to be fucked.”

I don’t look up because I’m busy teasing McBabyVet with my tongue. Edgar sounds like he’s back to normal, so whatever my other doc did brought him back. Humming my approval over the sensitive skin of Wolfie’s balls, I wiggle my bum to lure them over to the bed. I promised fun for all, and examining Teddy’s weird fugue isn’t conducive to that. That’s a future Jolene problem, and present Jolene isn’t worried about it.

The bed dips and I can tell by the hands on my hips that it’s Prez. His lithe body presses against mine, cock sliding along the mingled wetness between my legs easily as he leans down to murmur in my ear. “Now that we’re all here, love, you can stop torturing our boy. Slide down that ladder of his so we can fill you up from head to toe.”

That’s exactly what I was hoping for.

Rising from my place between Wolfie’s legs, I crawl up his body, pausing for a moment to give him a deep kiss. He’s been averygood boy, and he should know it. “You’ve been so good, holding back until the boys got back. It’s time for a reward, my darling.”

His eyes light up and his hips arch as I hover over his pierced dick, and a long, low moan tumbles out of his mouth when I slide home. The metal rubs all the right spots inside of me and I rock, vaguely hearing the slap of a bottle being caught and the sweet scent of plums fills the air. Cold liquid hits my ass, and I grin to myself, pleased I’d thought ahead after the first night they stayed with me.

Yeah, I’m a complete control freak that ordered plum scented lube, and a variety of my men’s favorite enticing shit just in case I needed it. I know I’m a mess with them, but look how it turned out.

“Sugarplum, your crazy is the best fucking crazy I’ve ever met,” Wolfie says, wriggling under me to speed my movements.

“That’s lovely of you to say, baby,” I reply, giving his thigh a smack to stop his urging. “But you need to hold still until everyone is ready. That’s one, little Wolfie.”

Presley chooses that moment to slide a finger into my ass, and I growl under my breath. Three sets of eyes burn into me at the sound, and they yanked my chin up to look at Teddy. His cock is hard again, bobbing near my mouth, and for a second, I lose my confident veneer. It’s just a flash, but I’ve never gone down on someone his size before. I won’t gag, but I’m not a hundred percent sure how I’ll breathe.

“Relax,drugar. Feel them inside of you, and focus on the sensations. Now…Open. Your. Mouth.”

Ooh, that tone did it for me.

Clenching around Wolfie and Prez, I do an instructed without a snappy retort, and the head slides past my lips. My mouth stretches wider to accommodate him, and he rumbles his approval from above. Each time Edgar thrusts deeper, Presley slips another finger in until he’s stretching me enough that Wolfie is whining at the contact between his dick and the fingers. One swift stroke has me deep throating, and before I know it, I’m air-fucking-tight.

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