Page 35 of Running with Direwolves
Grady also turned. “Join us,” he said.
Sienna didn’t need to be asked twice. She peeled off her pajamas then kneeled on the rug.
“Tarl has a great cock,” Grady said, still working it. “You touch it too.”
She did as instructed, her hand bumping up against Grady’s. Tarl was steely hard and his shaft hot.
“He likes his balls tickled.” Grady took her free hand and set it over Tarl’s warm soft balls.
“Oh, fuck,” Tarl said, flopping onto his back, almost sacrificial. “You know that’s my undoing.”
“Perhaps we want you undone.” Grady chuckled.
Tarl groaned as Sienna worked his balls gently and added pressure to his cock, following Grady’s lead. His abdomen was tense and defined and he was breathing fast and shallow.
Grady caught her chin and urged her to look up at him. “You’re perfect for us,” he murmured and then kissed her. His tongue found hers and a shot of lust burst into her system. She wanted to feel Tarl come, she wanted Grady to fuck her. She wanted to watch the guys fuck too. She wanted it all.
“God, you’re sexy,” Grady said. “I so want to fuck you. I want you to be ready for me.”
“What do you mean?”
He didn’t answer, instead he looked down at Tarl. “You can come when you need to. You’ve got my permission.”
“Thank fuck.” Tarl gripped the rug and arched his neck. “I can’t … fuck…”
Grady sped up, his movements fast and determined. “Don’t stop, Sienna, don’t stop with his balls.”
Tarl was gasping for breath. His body a mass of tension. And then he came. Semen bursting onto his belly and a cry of ecstasy rattling around the room. His balls retracted and he canted his hips as though pounding into their hands as they worked his cock.
And then he flopped back, a full body tremor going from his legs to his jaw. “Oh, fuck, that was … the both of you, touching me.”
“Yeah, we can tell you liked that.” Grady chuckled and slowed. He leaned forward and kissed Tarl’s chest, beside his right nipple.
Sienna recalled having both of their hands on her. It was very erotic to have the attention of two sexy people.
Tarl opened his eyes. “You’re hard, Grady. Do you want—”
“To fuck, yeah, course I do.” He turned to Sienna. “And I wanna fuck you.”
“You have to tell her first.” Tarl pushed to his elbows and a crease formed between his eyes. “You can’t fuck her without telling her.”
Chapter Nine
“Without telling me what?” Sienna asked and linked her fingers together. What other secrets did her men have? What other secrets could they possibly have?
Tarl was breathing fast, and said nothing as he looked expectantly at Grady. The shadows from the fire licked over his long body and the moment seemed to extend.
Grady shoved his hand through his hair. He was warm, a sheen of perspiration sat on his brow and in his underarm.
“What is it?” Sienna asked again.
“Because I’m alpha I have this thing…” Grady said.
“Thing?” She swallowed down a bolt of nerves. What could be so hard to tell her?
“My cock.” He took his erection in his hand. “It … it knots, when I enter a mate it flares, a lot, and that’s it.”
“What do you mean, that’s it?” She studied his erect cock. It was very domed, the glans extra thick and wide. She’d thought he was just very well hung when she’d seen him in the shower before, but now she realized he was different.
