Page 84 of Dream Girl
My panties got wet at all the scenarios open to me. Mmmm.
“Do you like that, Peaches? Do you want me to touch you?” Evan’s hand slid under my waistband.
“Yes.” My body shivered with anticipation as his hand moved over my panties.
“Wes never took you there?” Evan said as he rubbed my ass through my panties, my head resting on Wes’ dick.
“We were just starting to get adventurous.” Could I just nom on Wes’ dick through his pants?
“Did you start fucking before he got his knot or after?” Evan kissed Wes, who stroked my back.
“Before. We’d been friends for years and years at this point–and well, we may have kissed a bit. I was studying reproduction in biology, and I had questions. Growing up, I… I never had much sex education other thangood girls don’t let men plant seeds in their lady gardens until after marriage.I also didn’t have anyone else who I trusted enough to go to. I knew Wes wouldn’t laugh or get mad.” My eyes closed, as I remembered that particular homework help session.
“So much to unpack there, Peaches. Wes helped you with your homework?” Evan waggled his eyebrows, his hand still rubbing me.
“I did. We had a couple of talks and… demonstrations. By then I’d had all the sex education and some of the alpha classes.” Wes’ hand caressed my breast. “So sweet.”
“Mmmm, I can imagine. Wes, when you officially awakened, were you like,hey, got my knot, want to try?” Evan kissed the back of my neck, his breath warm.
“Pretty much,” Wes replied.
I sighed in memory, as Evan’s hand moved down to my pussy, the tension building inside me, and I moaned.
“That’s it. Relax. Let us take care of you,” Wes whispered.
Oh, I wanted him to. It felt good. It felt right.
Evan’s caresses grew urgent, and my need increased. I ground myself against his dick.
“What do you need, Omega?” Wes asked Evan.
“I need to taste our Grace, then I need to fuck her as you knot me,” he breathed.
Oh, yes. I wanted Evan’s cock—and to see Wes knot Evan.
“Yeah?” Wes rumbled. “You still want her to suck your cock as I knot her?”
“Please, Alpha,” he moaned.
Oh, yes please.I hummed at the thought.
Wes’ dick was right there. I moved my face and gave it a nibble through his pants. Wes jumped, and I giggled.
“Clearly, you need my cock, too. Both of you need to be fucked so hard, don’t you? Licked and touched and knotted until there’s no doubt who you belong to.” Wes growled, nipping my nose gently with his teeth.
“Please, Alpha,” I panted. I was so close.
“She called youAlpha.So hot, Peaches.” Evan ground into me, and I moaned again.
“You don’t get to come with your clothes on.” Wes gave each of us a kiss, then scooped me up. “Peaches, I’ll try to go slow, butthis might get a little more… intense than when we were kids. Do you remember the safe word?”
I nodded, leaning against his bare chest, his scent intoxicating. “Trampoline.”
“That’s my sweet peach,” he praised, kissing my temple. “Don’t be afraid to use it if we get to be too much.”
Wes put me on the end of his bed, which reeked of him and Evan–and him and me.
“Clothes off, both of you, now,” he ordered.
