Page 26 of Feral Mates
My bottom was on fire, the explosive heat matching the rush of scalding embarrassment spreading across my face. How was it that through all this insanity my nipples continued to ache and my pussy clenched to the point I almost had an orgasm?
Roman provided several more hard smacks before driving his hand between my legs.
“Oh, God.” My moans were ragged and I dragged my tongue across my bottom lip. He was tormenting me, his guttural sounds indicating he knew exactly how aroused I was.
“So wet,” he murmured.
I arched my back, shocked at my reaction. When he drove several fingers inside, brutally and without stopping, a roar of ecstasy flowed through me.
The moment of pleasure was short lived. He smacked his hand on both sides of my bottom before walking away. His absence left me panting like some dog in heat.
Mating.
A nervous laugh popped from my lips.
Kai wrapped his hand around my hair, twisting it around his fingers and ripping back my head. As he leaned over, he nipped my ear before blowing a swath of hot air against my burning cheek. “I’m going to fuck you, little mate.” He twisted my head to the side, capturing my mouth in another explosive kiss.
I could barely breathe, thoroughly consumed by an indescribable want. He swept his tongue inside, consuming my mouth, fulfilling his thirst.
When he broke free, he left me gasping for air. “You will remain obedient.”
I wanted to toss out in sarcasm they couldn’t make me, but the thought was tossed aside when Apollo turned me over, jerking me down and immediately spreading my legs wide open.
“Look at her pretty pink pussy. She’s begging to be mated.” He laughed softly as if exposing me for the white lies I’d told them.
I could tell by his flared nostrils he could smell my desire. There was no reason to keep lying to myself or to them. He was rough as he lifted and spread my legs, his eyes reflecting his primal instinct to mate and consume. I was nothing but a sweet morsel of candy to three starving beasts.
Panting, I closed my eyes the moment Apollo lowered his head. He wasn’t interested in any preamble. This wasn’t about romance, but about fulfilling carnal needs.
His mouth engulfed my pussy, his face buried in my wetness.
“Oh, God.”
I jerked up from the couch, panting as I writhed in his hold. I slapped my hand against his head, fisting a handful of hair. The strands were so thick, so silky. He pressed my legs open even wider while jerking my bottom to the very edge.
The sounds he made were wild, guttural growls that fit his bold actions. He was taking control of me, destroying my inhibitions. His tongue lashed my tender tissue, swirling around my clit a few times before sucking then biting the tiny nub.
“Oh, my God.” Suddenly, my arms were jerked over my head, held in place by my wrists as Kai bent over the back of the couch, pulling one nipple into his hot, wet mouth.
The sensations skyrocketed. Apollo thrust several fingers into my tight channel, every plunge brutal. When he flexed them open, I almost lost it. Even with his rough actions, he’d managed to find my G-spot.
He rolled the fingers of his other hand up and down my pussy. I couldn’t be any wetter than I was, my muscles throbbing as the wild moment pushed me into sheer ecstasy.
Roman moved on the other side, slapping the tip of his cock against my cheek. Without being told, I opened my mouth. I was eager to taste him. The moment he pushed his cockhead inside, I wrapped my lips around it, sucking instantly.
“Fuck,” he growled, the sound booming where the others had kept their voices low, gravelly.
A taste of their danger.
I didn’t need any coaxing as I swirled my tongue around his shaft. The taste was tangy, salty, and within seconds I was rewarded with a sweet sip of his pre-cum.
Apollo threw out a low-slung growl as if reminding me he was present. He jammed all four fingers inside while rolling his thumb around my clit. With the beautiful assault of his tongue, I couldn’t catch my breath.
Kai was relentless with his actions, sucking and biting first one nipple then the other. They both ached and I kept my back arched. An offering. Maybe begging. The pleasure two nights before had been so unexpected I’d been incapable of fully enjoying the extreme rapture.
My carnal needs were also more intense, as animalistic as the wolf inside. Roman drove more of his cock into my mouth until the tip finally hit the back of my throat. As my muscles stretched, I did my best to relax, but I’d never felt so aroused in my life. Every swipe of their tongues was electrifying. Every touch had become more powerful than the way they’d looked at me before.
I was their feast and even if I wanted them to let me go, they would refuse.
