Page 23 of Their Mate
Fuck.
I wasn’t prepared for this. I’d studied wolves, their tactics, their abilities, their weaknesses, but I’d never imagined I’d end up in this situation, caught between three men—threeshifters—whose touch ignited a fire within me I didn’t know how to control.
“Look at her, all flushed and trembling,” Edward whispered, his lips against my neck. “She’s loving this, even if she won’t admit it.”
“You’re fucking crazy,” I hissed, and the three of them chuckled, the sound dark and dangerous. And arousing.
Fuck.
Logan’s mouth found my breast, his tongue circling my nipple, teasing and tormenting. I couldn’t suppress the moan that escaped my lips, my back arching, pressing myself further into his eager mouth. I couldn’t understand it. I couldn’t explain why I craved their touch, why I yearned for more.
Then his hands dropped to my waist, his fingers deftly undoing my belt, then popping open the button of my pants. I gasped, a mix of panic and anticipation coursing through my veins.
“No, stop! Please don’t do this,” I breathed, but the words lacked conviction, even to my own ears.
Edward’s hand slid down my back, tracing the curve of my spine, sending shivers of pleasure through me. “You don’treallywant us to stop, do you?” he asked, his voice laced with equal parts arousal and amusement.
I bit my lip, refusing to answer, but my body betrayed me, arching into their touch, seeking more. I didn’t understand it, this overwhelming need that consumed me. It was as if they’d unlocked a deep, primal, and uncontrollable thing within me.
Logan’s fingers slipped inside my pants, teasing along the waistband, his touch light, yet somehow still wholly possessive.
“You could have something else hidden inside these, little mate. I’m going to have to search you properly, won’t I?”
My pulse raced, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps. His fingers dipped lower, tracing the curve of my hip, teasing me with the promise of more. I wanted to push him away, to resist, but I was frozen, held captive by my own traitorous desire.
Edward’sfreehand found its way under my bra strap, slipping it off my shoulder as Jamie’s lips found my neck, trailing kisses along my sensitive skin. Icould barelybreathe,could barelythink. The sensation was overwhelming, drowning out everything else. Fierce pleasure short-circuited through me and my knees nearly buckled beneath me.
Logan’s fingers slipped inside my panties, brushing against my slickened folds, the contact sending a jolt of electricity through my body. I gasped, my hips involuntarily bucking toward him, seeking more. A soft growl of pure masculine satisfaction rumbled from his chest as his fingers slid between the lips of my pussy.
“So wet for us already, little mate,” he said in a low, seductive purr.
Edward’s hand cupped my breast, his thumb teasing my nipple, sending sparks of ecstasy coursing through me. “She’s so responsive, so eager,” he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. “I wonder how she’ll react when we take her together.”
“You can’t be serious…” I breathed.
The thought of being taken by all three of them at once sent a wave of fear and forbidden arousal crashing through me. It was too much to think about, and yet, a part of me yearned for it, craved the sensation of being claimed by them in the most primal way possible.
Jamie’s fingers joined Logan’s in the tight confines between my legs, stroking and teasing, pushing me closer to the edge. I couldn’t hold back the moan that escaped my lips, my body arching into their touch, seeking release.
“She’s not nearly bare enough for the kind of search we have in mind though,” Jamie smirked, and my eyes opened wide in realization. I was about to lose the only thing protecting any remaining modesty I possessed in front of these three.
“You’re right,” Logan replied, and a grin quirked the corners of his lips as he grasped what was left of my shirt and tore through the rest of it like it was paper. Next came the remnants of my bra, which he shredded even more easily, leaving me topless. Then his hands dipped to my tactical pants, and I knew that my pants were about to come off, leaving me in nothing but my panties.
I closed my eyes tight, preparing myself to be humiliated even further than I’d already endured. Logan pushed my pants down my thighs, but his hands didn’t stop there. He tore them clean through, decimating the fabric in seconds. His fingers curled into the skimpy waistband of my panties, and I realized that he wasn’t planning on letting me keep them either. He intended to strip me naked entirely.
“No, wait—” I started to protest, but it was too late. He yanked them down and the fabric ripped beneath his powerful grip, the sound tearing through the silence of the night.
Exposed, vulnerable, yet somehow exhilarated, I stood there, my heart pounding in my chest, my skin flushed with heat. Their eyes roamed over my body, taking in every curve, every inch of exposed skin.
Logan’s hands smoothed down from my waist to my hips, his thumbs rubbing circles over my hipbones and then around to cup and squeeze my ass cheeks, sending shivers of pleasure through my body. “Fucking flawless,” he murmured.
Edward’s hand slipped between my legs, his fingers teasing my entrance, circling slowly, driving me mad with desire. “So wet. So ready for us,” he whispered.
I bit my lip, trying to suppress a moan, but it escaped anyway, a desperate, needy sound.
Jamie’s mouth found my breast, his tongue circling my nipple, sending waves of arousal crashing through me.
“Make sure she isn’t hiding anything between those pretty legs.” Logan instructed.
