Page 10 of Midnight Conviction

It’s not long before he pumps his fingers into me, and I strain against Atlas’s hold. I don’t want to be released, and he knows that. There’s no doubt in my mind that if I told either of them to stop, they would.

“That’s it, mate,” Atlas whispers against the tender skin of my neck, placing a kiss over his bite. “Ride his fingers and show me just how gorgeous you are.”

My head rolls back at his words, resting against him as they work on my body, seeming to hit every erotic zone I possess, including some I hadn’t even known about.

“If one of you doesn’t come inside me soon, then I’m going to go crazy,” I gasp out, and the building, drawn-out pleasure just keeps growing.

The two males share a look and seem to have a silent conversation. I have no idea how we’re going to sort this logistically, but as Nicolai nods and begins to move. Suddenly, the world tilts, but instead of it being like last time, I’m now cradled in Atlas’s arms as he climbs from the bed, allowing Nicolai to position himself.

“Your mate is going to sit up against the bed, and you’re going to ride his dick while I pleasure you from behind,” Atlas explains as I watch Nicolai settle against the headboard.

As I watch, Nicolai pulls his dick from his underwear, his trousers having disappeared at some point. Hard and ready for me, he strokes his length, keeping his eyes locked on me. My skin is hot, and that feeling of electricity builds within me. I need release, and I need it soon.

Carrying me back over to the bed, Atlas lowers me so I can follow his instructions, mumbling a low, “Good girl,” as I climb onto Nicolai’s lap. The bed dips as Atlas climbs on, kneeling on either side of the other male’s legs, his body pressed against me.

Lifting, I position my entrance over Nicolai’s cock, unable to wait a moment longer, and then I sink down onto his length. We both groan at the tight fit, but my arousal makes it a smooth entry. I rock my hips, and it doesn’t take long for me to get into a rhythm. Nicolai’s hands rest on my hips and encourage my movements. Leaning forward, I try to press my lips to his, but Atlas seems to have other plans.

He stops me and pulls me back against him, his arm snaking around my waist and across my chest, holding me tightly. It makes my movements more difficult, but I’m still able to rock my hips, and Nicolai takes over, thrusting up into me. With a long, embarrassingly loud groan, I lean back and enjoy the sensation. However, Atlas still isn’t done. With his other hand, he reaches around and slips his fingers between my spread legs, finding my clit and circling it, causing me to writhe against him.

It’s intense and almost too much, but each time I think I can’t cope, one of them pulls back, able to sense what I need. It allows me to experience everything, and something about Atlas restricting my movements while Nicolai fucks me makes the whole thing ten times hotter. It’s dirty, it’s quick, and it’s raw, exactly what we all need after a shitstorm of a day.

My pleasure builds impossibly higher, and I have no words for how I’m feeling. Together, Nicolai and Atlas pick up the pace, throwing me over the edge. My vision whites out as I finally come, my pussy clenching down on Nicolai’s cock, and the two of us orgasm together. My body jerks with each wave of pleasure, and just as I think it’s about to abate, that tingling feeling of energy bursts from me and seems to transfer to Nicolai. He gasps, his back arching, and a noise of intense pleasure tips from him, his expression almost one of pain.

“Fuck, that was… Fuck…” Nicolai trails off with a laugh, unable to finish his sentence.

“Are you okay?” I’m curious about what happened at the end and if I hurt him, but he doesn’t look like he’s in pain. In fact, he looks completely blissed out.

“Are you seriously asking that?” He grins at me and rolls over, pulling me against him for a kiss. “I just had the most mind-blowing orgasm of my life with my mate. I’m great.”

Turning around, I find Atlas watching us with a strange expression. He’s trying to keep his face neutral, but I can tell there’s something he’s trying to hide. He wants this bond, but he doesn’t know how to express it. I’m sure there’s some jealousy there too. He may accept that I have other mates, but he’s a possessive male, and those thoughts don’t disappear overnight. However, the fact that he’s making an effort to keep those thoughts locked down so as not to ruin the moment, knowing how much I needed this, just shows me how much he’s come since we first met.

While he might be keeping his feelings of jealousy to himself, one thing he doesn’t bother to hide is his arousal. His dick is straining against his pants, and I can feel how much he wants me through our incomplete bond. Pushing up, I crawl over to him, closing the small gap between us. I press my hands against his chest and call on my werewolf strength, tearing open his shirt.

Amusement and arousal flare in his eyes, but he doesn’t move, his lips turning up in a cocky smile. Running my hands over his chest, I press my nails gently into his skin and drag them down to his waistband. Unbuckling his pants with swift fingers, I push them down and hum in pleasure as his cock springs free. I’ve just had one of the strongest orgasms of my life, but seeing how much Atlas wants me is stirring up those feelings again.

I wrap my hand around his cock, and my fingers are barely able to close around his girth as I slowly pump his length. A breath hisses through his teeth, all amusement gone from his face now that I’ve got his dick in my hand.

“Laelia,” he starts, his voice tight. “This was about you. You don’t have to—” He cuts off with a long groan as I settle onto my hands and knees and suck his cock into my mouth.

The fact that he’s not asked for his own gratification and was happy to watch me get fucked is an unexpected turn-on and only serves to make me want to do this all the more. Bobbing my head, I slowly take him into my throat, going a little farther each time until he’s bottomed out. My jaw aches from his width, but his addictive taste and noises makes it all worth it. Adjusted to his size, I pick up speed, setting a rhythm as I hollow out my cheeks and press the tip of my tongue to the underside of his cock.

Bent over in this position, I’m giving Nicolai a perfect view of my pussy, and I hear his rumble of approval as he sees his cum beginning to leak out of me as I pleasure another male. His hands land on my ass, kneading my cheeks before he slides down and cups my pussy. The move is possessive and hot as hell, and it causes me to hum around Atlas’s cock. My witch mate jerks at the feeling, the vibrations making him grunt.

Two of Nicolai’s fingers run along my entrance, coating them in his cum, and in a move I didn’t expect, especially from him, he pushes those fingers back inside me. It’s intense and dirty, and the wet sounds he’s creating are vulgar in the best way.

Pulling back from Atlas’s cock, I groan long and loud as Nicolai continues to push those cum-covered fingers inside me, scooping up any that attempts to escape and working it back into my pussy. I had no idea this was something I’d find so hot, but my body is lighting up like a firework, and I know it won’t be long until I finish. I can’t focus on anything but the dirty thoughts spiralling through my mind as Nicolai pushes every last drop of his cum into me.

“Does that feel good, mate?” Atlas asks with a low rumble.

Flushed and addled by lust, I raise my head to look up at him.

“Good girl,” he comments, reaching out and cupping my cheek. “You look so beautiful with your mouth around my cock and Nicolai pushing his cum back into you, claiming you as ours.”

Nicolai chooses this moment to add another finger, and I whimper at Atlas’s words and the overwhelming sensations filling my body. Taking a deep breath, I attempt to focus on the hard cock in front of me, taking it back into my mouth. The three of us fall into a rhythm, the noises of our pleasure filling the air.

Soon, I feel Atlas’s dick swell in my mouth, his hands threading into my hair as he controls my movements. Throwing his head back, he groans as he slams his cock deep into my throat and comes on my tongue. The salty taste of him makes me hum once again, and I feel his cock pulse. Pulling out of my mouth, he falls back onto the bed, wearing an exhausted but satisfied smile on his face.

My core clenches as Nicolai changes the position of his fingers, rocking them deep inside me and crooking them so they hit my G-spot. That’s all it takes for my earth-shattering orgasm to tear through me. I throw my head back, and red hair falls around me like a waterfall, my limbs trembling from the pleasure that rocks through me.

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