Page 33 of Little Red and Her Creatures of Chaos
“At the same time?”
“Yes. You’ll take us so good, Pup. We’ll be locked inside you for hours.”
“I want it so bad.”
“Good,” I rasp, slamming into her. “Make Bryce come first.”
Bryce grabs hold of her wrist with his other hand, adjusts her hand where he needs her, and holds her there. He starts fucking himself down on her fingers, and she comes again. I’ve lost count at this point. I just know that I want more. No. Ineedmore. Bryce’s hand speeds up on his cock, and his hips start lifting, his abs start bunching. I want to be an asshole and edge him a few times, but I need to knot Radley more than I need air. “Where do you want my cum, My love?”
“All over my tits.” Bryce’s eyes widen at her answer, but groans at the same time. I love that she’s a fucking wildcat for us.
Bryce fucks himself with her fingers a few times before pushing her away from him. He scrambles to his feet and starts brutally stroking his cock, aiming it at her perfect, big titties. “Fuck,” he grunts, and then his cum is landing all over her chest. He drops to his knees beside us when he’s done and pecks her lips.
“Taste it,” she whispers to me, and I’m fucking done. I lean forward with a groan and lick his cum off of her nipple. I watch as she swirls her fingers through it on the other side and holds her fingers over her shoulder for Nash. He sucks her fingers into his mouth. “You like the way your beta tastes?”
“Fucking hell, Little wolf.”
I tighten my grip on her hips, and we start fucking her so hard that she whimpers. It’s not from pain but from the pleasure we bring her. I feel my release barrelling down on me and look at Nash. He nods rapidly, indicating that he’s close, too. I pull from inside of her, and he gets her positioned on her side. Weneed her comfortable while she’s knotted, and this is the best way with both of us inside her. I lay down on my side, pull her leg up on my hip, and slide back inside her with one firm push. We start moving again, and she sinks her teeth into my pec. That’s all it takes. I start coming, and my knot starts to swell. She gets even tighter, and I know that Nash is doing the same thing.
“Oh fuck!” Radley’s pussy and ass get slicker as her body takes us both at the same time. “I can’t…I need to…oh fuck.”
“That’s it. Take their knots,” Bryce says, his eyes glued to the sight.
When Radley screams with her release this time, it echoes around the room. Her body finally relaxes between us, and I know she passed out. Nash and I get her situated between us the best we can so she’s comfortable and mold our bodies to hers. Nash pats his hip, and Bryce climbs on, stretching over Nash’s huge side. Our family is finally complete.
I just hope she doesn’t hate us for it later.
Chapter 15
Radley
Iwas knotted to Mason and Nash for five hours. I was asleep for most of it, but when Mason’s started to go down, he shifted his hips, and I woke up, coming so hard that tears rolled down my face. They assured me that it was normal, and Mason kissed the tears away as he slipped from inside me.
Now we’re in a huge bathtub with me between Mason’s thighs, my back against his chest, and Bryce in the same position with Nash. I’m limp as a noodle, and I’ve never felt more free. Being with them was even better than I imagined, and I didn’t feel bad anymore that it was with three guys.
My stomach growls loudly, and Mason chuckles. “I need to feed my little wolf.”
“I can cook for you guys,” I argue, trying to stand from the tub. Mason’s arms lock around my waist, and he growls softly in my ear.
“You will not. Relax, and I’ll make some sandwiches.”
Mason kisses the top of my head and slides out from behind me. When he steps out, I can’t help but admire his tight ass, so I reach up and slap it. Bryce starts dying laughing, and Mason turns around with a raised brow. “I couldn’t help myself,” I say with a grin.
“You’ll pay for that, Little wolf.”
Mason leaves the bathroom, and Bryce opens his arms for me. I turn around in the tub and gladly scoot between his legs. He wraps his arms around my chest, and Nash’s settle on my hips. “How are you feeling, My love?”
My heart flips in my chest from that endearment like it did the first time he said it. “I feel amazing.”
“Are you sore?” Nash asks.
“Not really. Should I be?”
“Not necessarily. Everyone is different, though,” Nash answers.
My stomach rumbles again, and Bryce imitates it with a growl. “We need to feed her before she eats us.”
“It’s your fault that I’m starving,” I say with a huff. “You fucked the calories off of me.”
