Page 24 of Their Mate
Jamie chuckled, his fingers slipping between my folds, stroking, exploring. I gasped, my hips bucking involuntarily toward him, seeking more.Without warning, he plunged a single finger inside me. I gasped, the intrusion entirely foreign.
Oh, my god.
A man’s finger wasinside me,and I wanted it and didn’t want it at the exact same time.
My heart raced, my pulse thundering in my ears, my body responding to his touch with an urgency that scared and thrilled me. I was losing control, spiraling into a place where only pleasure existed.
“She’s tight, isn’t she?”Logansaid andmy face burned with heat.
Edward’s eyes darkened with desire as he watched me writhe against Jamie’s hand. “We’ll have to stretch her out then, won’t we?”
I whimpered, the sound escaping my lips before I could stop it. The thought of being stretched by them, claimed by them terrified and aroused me in equal measure.
Jamie’s fingers pumped in and out of me, his thumb brushing over my clitoris, sending bolts of electricity coursing through my body. I tried not to respond. I really tried, but it wasn’t long until my hips were moving with the rhythm of his hand, up and down, back and forth, and dear lord! I didn’t believe it, but I knew if he kept this up, I was going to come and if that happened, I feared I would never be the same again.
“Please,” I begged, my voice barely more than a whisper. “I need?—”
Logan’s eyes were dark with hunger as he gazed down at me. “Tell us what you need, little mate.”
“I—I—Let me go,” Imanaged to say, which just elicited a round of outright laughter from all three men.
“That’s not what you need,” Jamie answered, his words like velvet against my skin. “You need to be claimed. You need us to take you, to fill you, to make you ours.”
His words sent a jolt of panic through my system, but also a surge of raw, primal need. I tried to deny it, to fight against it, but my body betrayed me, arching into his touch, seeking more.
“She’s not hiding anything here,” Jamie confirmed, and Edward nipped at my breast hard enough to make me cry out.
“She’s got another hole I need to check,” Logan added.
No.
He couldn’t mean…
No, that couldn’t be right.
He wasn’t going to…
He was.
Jamie pulled his hand away and without another word, he shoved his fingers into my mouth, forcing me to taste my own arousal on my tongue. I gagged, the feeling and taste foreign and debasing, but I couldn’t pull away, not with the brick wall behind my head. His fingers moved in and out of my mouth,while Logan’s hand shoved between my legs, taking over for Jamie.I could hear the sloppy sounds of my mouth and the wetness between my thighs, and I flushed with heat and humiliation, but the arousal burning between my thighs only grew stronger.
Logan slipped his fingers inside me, and I moaned, his fingers somehow a bit thicker and rougher, stretching me wider. He pumped his digits in and out of me several times, thoroughly coating his fingers with the copious wetness between my thighs. Jamie pulled his fingers free from my lips and Edward’s mouth crashed into mine for a kiss. I was too distracted to fight back when Logan drew his hand away from my pussy and snaked it around my waist, dipping lower and dragging his fingers down the cleft of my ass before they pressed in between my cheeks and settled directly on top of my asshole.
“I’m not hiding anything else! I promise!” I squeaked, trying desperately to prevent him from doing what he was about to do.
Please. Not there.
But Logan was not going to be deterred. His finger pressed in, forcing my tight ring to open up around his digit, the pressure so uncomfortable that I couldn’t even begin to understand how to process it. It was wrong and strange and horrible, and yet, also oddly pleasurable in a way I had no experience with, but none of that changed the fact that my virgin asshole was getting stretched for the first time and it hurt. It fucking hurt.
“She’s so fucking tight! Fuck!” Logan growled. He pressed in deeper, his finger pushing past the rigid ring of muscle, invading me in a way that made me squirm and writhe against the wall. My chest heaved as I tried to catch my breath, my heart pounding furiously in my chest.My asshole clenched around his finger, trying to force him out, but Logan forced more of his finger inside me, past the first knuckle and then the second, until it was fully seated inside me.
I writhed and moaned the whole time, the burning pain hurtling up and down my spine, but that all paled in comparison when he pulled it out and forced a second one inside my ass. This was the most uncomfortable, invasive, humiliating experience of my life, and yet, I was so close to orgasm. The feeling of fullness, the pressure, the way my body clenched around him was all too much and not enough at the same time. I couldn’t understand how this could feel so wrong, yet so right, and somehow, as he slowly began to pump his fingers in and out of my ass, my body responded, arching into his touch, seeking more.
“She’s not fighting anymore,” Edward smiled, his voice thick with desire. “I think she likes it.”
“She loves it,” Jamie added.
My cheeks burned with embarrassment, my body betraying me, responding to their touch in ways I couldn’t even begin to comprehend. Logan’s fingers continued to pump in and out of my ass, his pace quickening, driving me closer and closerto the edge.
