Page 4 of Taken By the Stone Wolves

“She’s so ready for this, Verne. Move down…” Darrick nuzzled under her ear. This time she didn’t even try to stay upright, sagging in his arms and letting him take her weight. Verne kissed each of her nipples as though in a brief goodbye, then slid to his knees. His stubble brushed against her belly when he trailed a line of soft kisses, making her shiver.

Darrick pulled his fingers out of her pussy and she whimpered in distress. She needed him back there, needed him, or Verne, to fill her more than she needed air to breathe or the ground to stand on.

“Shhh,” Verne muttered against her stomach and placed a kiss on her skin before hooking fingers in her panties. She shucked a breath in as they divested her of jeans and panties, then sneakers and socks in one go, leaving her naked from the waist.

“You smell delicious.” Verne’s words were hot puffs of air against her pussy as he lifted and parted her legs to loop them over his broad shoulders. His tongue snaked out and swept along her wet nether lips. She cried out, the sound strangled.

He growled, grabbed her hips in a tight grip and licked again, from slit all the way up to her clit in one long sweep. A low moan broke from her throat, echoed by a second one when Darrick, supporting her upper body, reached around and cupped her breasts. He pressed them together, capturing a nipple to roll between thumb and forefinger. Then, in a move they had to have practiced, he pinched gently just as Verne sucked on her clit.

Hard pleasure rolled through her, tightening into a knot behind her clit. Her pussy clenched, the yearning to be filled stealing her breath. She didn’t hold back the soft moans and whimpers tumbling from her lips. She’d never been so turned on before, so aroused. So hot and wet. For them, both of them.

“How’s that, love?” Darrick tweaked her nipples again, sending sparks cascading through her veins. “You like this? The two of us touching you?”

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She managed a nod in reply, unable to utter a word that wasn’t a moan or whimper.

Verne’s hands cupped her ass, tilting her hips for better access. They held her between them, a plaything for their pleasure. She wouldn’t argue with that, not when Verne swept his tongue down and circled the dripping entrance to her cunt. With no warning, he stabbed the nubile organ deep. Tongue-fucked her with a growl that vibrated against her clit.

Oh god, that was... She arched with a cry, riding his face.

“That’s it, love.” Darrick’s voice was a silken temptation. “Come for us… Let Verne taste your release and we’ll both fuck you. You want that? Being fucked by two alpha wolves?”

She tried a nod, but it was no good. Darrick’s crude words had broken the dam of her control. She couldn’t hold it back anymore and pleasure washed over her in a torrent. Her mouth opened in a soundless cry, her hips rocking. Verne didn’t let up though, licking and sucking her clit even as she shattered apart in their arms.

“Fuck… She smells fantastic.” Darrick’s lips were hot on her neck. She turned her head, seeking his mouth. Where Verne had been soft at first, Darrick wasn’t. His kiss was hard and demanding. Exactly what she needed. She kissed him back, lips and tongues entwining in a torrid embrace.

Verne pulled away, handling her as though she weighed nothing. Hands under her ass, he still supported her as he stood. “She tastes even better,” he said, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand.

He reached out, and ran his free hand down her curves. Somewhere between kneeling and standing, he’d released his cock and the thick, wide head brushed against her. She bit her lip as her clit ached, her pussy clenching hard. She needed him to push forward, to fill her to the hilt but the heat in his amber gaze held her captive.

He dipped his knees, hand between them to fit the head of his cock against her. Then he paused, his eyes seeking hers. Like he was asking permission.

“Yes, yes… Get on with it,” she panted, trying to push forward. The thick head of his cock pressed into her, parting the delicate tissues. The world stopped, time paused as her body stretched around him.

He grunted, head dropped forward, and a shudder racked his body. Tension held him rigid, apart from his fingers which dug into her hips. Slowly, he eased forward. Not an all-out, balls-to-the-wall thrust to get inside her as she’d expected. Instead, he pushed in a little, then drew back, then pushed further. A see-saw motion that worked his cock deeper inside her little by little.

She gasped, her body wracked with sensation. Her kiss with Darrick trailed off as she tried to process the tight, almost painful stretch as Verne impaled her on his thick shaft inch by slow inch. She sucked a hard breath in, then let it out, and nodded when he looked up at her, amber eyes half-hidden by his long dark hair full of concern.

“It’ll feel good soon, love.” Darrick’s assurances weren’t needed but sweet anyway. She nodded and tilted her head to allow him to kiss along her neck. Verne’s hips met hers and he stopped, fully seated in her. The sensation was indescribable. Full and hot and tight, but perfect.

Time slowed to a crawl as her body fought to accept the invasion but within seconds the tight feeling faded. She knew of every inch of him. Every ridge. Every vein as he throbbed within her. And it felt fantastic.

The need to move overtook her, and she shifted. His cock moved within her, stroking her inner walls with a delicious friction that rolled her eyes back in her head. Verne barked a curse, his fingers digging deep enough to bruise. She didn’t care. She needed more.

“Again,” she demanded, rolling her hips against him but he needed no instruction. Lips curling back from his teeth, he pulled back, then shoved back into her in quick succession. The movement made them both groan.

“Your wish is our command.”

Darrick cupped her breasts again, teasing her nipples as Verne set up a hard and fast pace. The sounds of sex filled the air; skin slapping against skin, soft moans and masculine groans. She arched between them, rocking her hips against Verne’s as he fucked her. It was so good. She wanted it to last forever. But her own body conspired against her, her pussy clenching in ripples around Verne’s thick cock.

“That’s it,” he panted, pausing at the end of a thrust to grind his pelvis against hers. The pressure against her clit made her eyes roll back in her head and her cunt clench harder. “Cum over my cock. I want to feel it all.”

She whimpered, trying to hold it all inside, but he did the thing with his hips again, pressing against her clit. Then again. On the fourth time there was no way stopping it. Biting her lip, she shattered apart, coming hard and fast as ecstasy wrapped her up in its coils.

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She was awash with pleasure but that didn’t stop Nat pouting as, after two more hard thrusts, Verne pulled out of her. He hadn’t come yet but the wet slurp made her blush. She’d never been so wet in all her life.

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