Page 45 of Claimed By the Feral Wolves

“You like me,” I tease.

Cayson’s eyes darken. “You have no idea.” Then he kisses me. Hard.

When he pulls away, Ezra reaches out and takes my face in his big hands. “You’re impossible to resist.”

His kiss is fierce, demanding. His tongue slips into my mouth, and every stroke of his tongue does terrible things to me. I was already wet, my thighs damp from my fun with Maverick, but now it feels like my body is warming up for another round, and I don’t know how to calm myself down.

Ezra breaks our kiss, panting hard. “Damn it,” he mumbles, finally releasing my face.

I lick my lips as they both stare at me. “What should we do now?”

Cayson steps close enough that his body heat warms me. “What do youwantto do now?”

I don’t know what to do or say. Surely, they know what I want, right?

Ezra’s captivating blue eyes lock onto mine. “It’s okay, Jelly Bean, you don’t have to say it. We’ll take care of you.” And there’s no denying his intention.

Still holding my eye contact, he reaches for the hem of my shirt and pulls it off, tossing it on the floor. My heart races as he undoes the zipper on my skirt and lets it fall to the floor. Kneeling down, he removes my shoes, then kisses his way up my thigh.

“Did that feral taste you, or just touch you?” he asks, his voice low and husky.

I’m breathing hard. “He touched me.”

Cayson moves behind me and undoes my bra with a flick of his wrist, then grabs it and lets it fall to the floor. His big hands cup my breasts as I lean back against him, and he begins kissing my neck. Ezra yanks down my panties, leaving the cool air to caress my bare skin. I barely have time to think when he spreads my legs wider and kisses the space between my thighs.

Ezra’s mouth blazes a trail along my slit before his tongue dives inside, and he begins to taste me like a man starved. My back arches, and Cayson flicks my nipples. The combination makes a wave of pleasure roll through my entire body, sending goosebumps erupting all over my body. My knees crumble, but Cayson keeps me on my feet.

I turn my head to Cayson, to tell him something, I don’t know what, but he captures my mouth with his, and that magic mouthof his leaves my head reeling. Both men are fucking gifts with their mouths, using their tongues to do things to me that bring me painfully close to the edge, without taking me over it.

Finally, Ezra pulls his lips from my pussy, and slowly comes to stand. Inches from me, he removes his clothes, one article at a time, his movements rushed. My eyes track every inch of flesh that he reveals, and my thighs squeeze together as my body begs for release. To touch myself. To do anything to calm the fire burning inside of me.

When Ezra is naked in front of me, his cock hard and dripping with precum, he grasps my hips and picks me up. I gasp and wrap my legs around his back. Instantly, his length presses into my wet folds, not entering me, just getting close enough to drive me wild.

Cayson circles to get a better look, removing his clothes with shaking hands and watching as Ezra slides in and out of my folds, drenching himself in my juices. When Cayson is finally naked, he wraps a hand around his cock, pumping himself as he stares at us.

“Jelly Bean?” Cayson pants.

“Y-yes,” I stutter.

“How would you feel about us both being inside you at the same time?”

At the same time?“How… how would that even work?”

“It could work so many ways,” he says, and his deep voice sends a chill down my spine. “But this time? I’d take your sweet ass, and Ezra would have your pussy.”

I’m breathing hard. I know deep inside that I’d let these guys do anything to me right now. “Will it hurt?”

“Not the way we’d do it,” he says, confidence and desire lacing his words.

I nod, liking the idea of them both inside me at the same time, even though it’s kind of hard to imagine having somethingin my ass be enjoyable. Still, these men have my trust. They’ve earned it.

Cayson moves behind me once more and runs his hands up and down my sides, awakening every nerve in my body. He takes a minute to run his erection through my folds, coating himself in my juices, before moving back. Ezra shifts and puts his tip at my entrance. I dig my nails into his shoulders as he eases his massive length into me one inch at a time. We’re both breathing hard, probably for different reasons, but I finally manage to take all of him.

He’s barely stopped when I feel Cayson behind me. His breath is hot in my ear, before he slides his fingers through my folds. Then he uses his hands to spread my ass. I expect him to jam his cock in, but instead, I jump a little as he starts to press a finger inside of me.

The sensation is strange. Ezra inside my pussy. Cayson’s finger in my ass. But as Cayson gets himself as deep as he can, he starts thrusting his finger in and out, and strange sensations move through me. I buck against him and Ezra, drawing in ragged breaths, wanting more than they’re giving me.

Cayson adds a second finger, and I’m surprised it doesn’t hurt. If anything, my body seems to be adjusting to fit him. It helps that Ezra isn’t moving. That I just have his hard length inside of me while I adjust to Cayson’s fingers.

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