Page 80 of Scarred Savages
As my orgasm subsides, I blink up at Axel and Ethan through my lashes, their hungry stares making me feel like some primal goddess. Axel’s arms tighten around me, holding me close as Ethan kisses a trail up my trembling thighs and looks up at me from between my legs.
Lifting his heated gaze to mine, Ethan asks in a rough voice, “Ready for more?”
I look into his eyes, seeing the intensity of his desire mirrored in my own. “Yes,” I whisper.
Axel caresses my body with slow, sensual strokes. I can feel the stiffened length of him pressed against my thigh. Feeling his arousal hot against me makes my whole body flush with need.
Ethan smiles; a soft, tender expression that makes my heart flutter. He crawls up my body to kiss me. The tang of my arousalon his mouth sends a filthy thrill through me. He positions the head of his cock at my entrance, gently nudging, as if asking for permission.
“Are you sure?” he murmurs, and I nod vigorously.
“Yes,” I reply, breathy and eager.
He pushes inside, slow and steady, and I feel every inch of him filling me up. He’s thick and hot, and stretching me just right.
“You okay?” Ethan asks, his voice strained with the effort of holding still.
“Yes,” I tell him, and he starts to move, slowly at first, shallow thrusts that gradually deepen as my body adjusts. What began as slight discomfort transforms into sparks of pleasure with each thrust.
“Fuck, you feel amazing,” Ethan groans, his pace increasing.
“Such a good girl,” Axel coos into my ear from beside me, his hot breath and praise sending a shiver down my spine. “You are taking him so well, Wildcat.”
I twist toward him, crushing his mouth to mine. His tongue dives into my mouth, caressing my own in a frenzied dance.
My fingers trail over his torso, then lower, over the ridges of his abs, following the thin line of hair that disappears beneath his underwear.
“Fuck,” Axel growls, his voice rough with need.
I slip my hand beneath his waistband, wrapping my fingers around his length. He’s hot and hard in my palm, throbbing with each rapid beat of his heart.
“Fuck yes,” he hisses, head falling back as I stroke him. “Grip tighter, Wildcat. I won’t break.”
I tighten my hold, moving my hand up and down his large cock with increasing speed. Ethan’s thrusts pick up pace, the dual sensation of being filled while pleasuring Axel making my head spin.
“That’s it,” Axel encourages and kisses me passionately.
Ethan increases his speed even more, and I moan into Axel’s mouth. Wrapping my legs around Ethan’s waist, I draw him in deeper. The new angle makes me cry out, my nails digging into his shoulder with one hand and Axel’s with the other.
Axel’s hands continue to roam my body, teasing and caressing. His deep kiss, swallowing my increasing moans as Ethan pounds into me.
My second climax builds, creating a tidal wave of sensation that threatens to sweep me away.
“I’m close—” I gasp
“Me too,” Ethan grunts, his rhythm faltering as he nears release. “Me three.” Axel growls.
Axel’s hand slides between our bodies, his calloused thumb finding my clit, circling it in time with Ethan’s thrusts. That’s all it takes to send me over the edge. My orgasm crashes over me, and I’m trembling and gasping their names. My inner walls clench around Ethan, and with a final, deep thrust, he follows me into bliss, his body shuddering as he finds his own release, while Axel curses as he comes in my hand.
For a moment, we stay like that, breathing heavily, connected in the most intimate way. Ethan gently pulls out, collapsing beside me and Axel on the blanket.
Axel cleans my hand then gathers me in his arms, kissing my temple. “Still breathing, Wildcat?”
I nod, still trying to catch my breath. “Yeah,” I manage. “That was incredible.”
At this moment, with the sound of the waterfall in the background and the sun’s warmth on our skin, as well as the two males surrounding me, I’ve never felt happier.
I finally understand: this isn’t about survival anymore. It’s about belonging.
