Page 34 of Little Red and Her Creatures of Chaos
“You have such a filthy mouth,” Bryce gasps. “I really want it on my cock.”
“Bryce,” Nash laughs. “She needs to eat before we try anything again.”
I turn around so I’m on my knees in front of them. “Awww,” Bryce and I pout at the same time and crack up laughing. Nash rolls his eyes with a shake of his head.
“Get out of the tub. Both of you,” Nash demands. I get to my feet and reach down for Bryce’s hand. I pull him to his feet, and he plasters himself to me, his lips sealing over mine. I accept his tongue with a moan and feel his hard cock pressing against my belly. “Out,” Nash demands again, and we reluctantly pull apart. Nash steps from the tub first and helps Bryce and me out. Nash keeps a hold of my hand and leads me back into the bedroom. He points to a dresser in the corner. “There’s clothes in there. Pick whatever you want. We’ll meet you in the kitchen.” He leans down and gives me a soft, slow kiss. “You’re amazing, Pup.”
Nash grabs Bryce’s hand and pulls him from the room. I walk to the dresser and grab a huge T-shirt. I slide it on, and when it hits below my knees, I know it’s either Mason’s or Nash’s. I decide to go without panties, and with a smile, I walk to the kitchen. Mason is at the counter making a stack of sandwiches. I walk up behind him and slide my arms around his waist. “Hello, Little wolf. I’m almost done.”
“Is there anything I can do?”
“You can grab some plates and the fruit from the fridge if you want.” He points to where the plates are, and when I reach to grab them, the shirt raises up. “You don’t have anything covering that pretty pussy.”
“Nope,” I answer and grin at him over my shoulder.
“You should never tease your alphas.”
“Why not?” Before I can set the plates on the counter or put my feet flat on the floor, Mason slides behind me. I feel him fumbling behind me, and then he’s slamming his cock inside me. I stay so wet around them that it makes it so easy. “Oh fuck.”
“This pussy is mine,” Mason growls in my ear. “Do you know what that means? It means that I can have it whenever I want.” Mason slams into me brutally, and my body reacts. My pussy gets wetter, and my legs start shaking. He doesn’t need me to tell him I’m fine with whatever he does to me. He already knows. “I want to fuck you over every inch of this house. Do you like my cock, Little wolf?”
“Yes. So much.”
Mason starts fucking me harder, and right when I’m about to explode, he pulls out. He steps back and leaves me standing there like a shaking mess. “Never tease your alphas unless you want to face the consequences.”
“Are you serious?” I rasp. My clit is still pulsing because I was so close. “I’ll take care of it myself.”
“Try it, and I’ll turn your ass as red as your hair.” Mason calmly tucks his still-hard cock back into his sweatpants and goes back to finishing the food. “Get the fruit, please.”
My mouth drops open even as I turn to do what he said. What the hell just happened? When I’m setting the fruit on the table, Nash and Bryce walk into the room. Bryce walks straight to me and pulls me into his arms.
“I can smell you,” he whispers, burying his face in my neck. That should be embarrassing, but it turns me on even more. Their wolf senses are strong, and it’s something that I’ll have to get used to. “You smell so fucking good.”
Bryce turns so his back is to Nash and Mason, blocking me from their view. His hand slides down my stomach, and when it comes in contact with my bare pussy, his pupils flare. “Touch me,” I beg.
“I could hear you and Mason,” he says, sliding his fingers against my clit and backing me against the counter. “Did he leave you hanging by a thread?”
“Yes,” I breathe when he starts rubbing in tight circles. There’s no way that the other guys can’t hear what he’s doing.
“Spread your legs wider.” I do, and he sinks two fingers inside me. “Yours is the first pussy that I’ve ever touched.” I jerk back, surprised, and he gives a lopsided grin. “And the last.” With that, he starts finger fucking me harder. I bite my lip to stop the moan, but Mason appears over Bryce’s shoulder.
“What are you doing, Little beta?” There’s a warning in his tone, but Bryce doesn’t stop. “She needs to wait to come.”
“But her pussy feels so good,” Bryce says, almost in a whine. “It’s so wet and hot. I want to watch her come apart.”
“Stop, or neither one of you will come today. Nash and I will fuck you both until you’re crying messes.” Mason steps up closer behind Bryce. “Is that what you want? You know what I’m capable of.”
To my disappointment, Bryce slowly pulls his fingers free. He lifts them to his mouth, but before he can lick me from his fingers, Mason grabs his wrist and sucks them into his own. That did not help my current predicament. I can feel the wetness running down my thighs, and my legs are shaking so hard that my knees are practically knocking together.
“Come eat, Pup,” Nash demands, pulling a chair out beside him. I walk over and gingerly sit in the chair. I swear it would take one move, and I’d come everywhere. Nash places a sandwich on my plate and picks up a strawberry. He holds it to my lips, and when I take a bite, I wrap my tongue around his fingers. That red glow burns in his eyes, and he leans forward. “If you think you can get your way with me, you’re wrong. No matter how bad I want to feel that dripping wet pussy.”
I busy myself with eating, hoping that when we’re done, the guys will take me back to the bedroom. I want to feel Nash slide inside me while Mason is taking my ass. Bryce’s cock could be buried in my mouth.
“Radley,” Mason barks, making my head jerk up to look at him. “Control your thoughts, Little wolf.”
“Why?” I taunt. “Can’t handle the fact that I want to get fucked so bad that I’m about to spread myself out on this table?”
Bryce chokes on a laugh and bites his lip to stop it when Mason glares at him. “You can go work with Dad today.”
