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Heath echoed me with a twinkle in his eye, “And can I tasteyou?”

“Yes, please,” I moaned as his lips trailed down to my hip bone.

With both men intent on me, the specialness of this moment struck me. My heat had ended, and I knew Flint and Heath were choosing to be with me because they wanted to be. Not to relieve some biological need. And there was no full moon right now to stir our passions. Just our own desires. I no longer questioned my urge to be with all three of them. I wanted them all, heat or no heat.

They wanted me, and I was done holding myself back. I laid back, spreading my thighs to accommodate Heath’s powerful body. His breath teased me, and I couldn’t wait to feel him devouring me.

So claim them all,my wolf urged.

Come out so I can,I growled internally at her.

As Heath settled between my legs, Flint surprised me by straddling my shoulders, his dick bobbing in my face. With one hand, he guided it down to my mouth.

“Open up, moonbeam.”

I smiled up at him and parted my lips. He slowly slid his cock into my mouth, and I circled it with my lips while savoring the look of awe in his eyes far above me.

But everything changed when I felt Heath’s tongue part my folds below. His hands came up to my thighs, pushing them open to give him greater access, and I moaned around Flint’s cock.

His lust-darkened eyes locked on mine, Flint tilted his hips, pushing deeper into my mouth as Heath plunged his tongue into me. It was so hot, not being able to see what Heath was doing because Flint blocked my view.

Flint’s long, dark hair danced in front of him as he leaned over me, supporting himself against the headboard. Feeling out my limits, he slowly rocked his hips, and I feasted on the sight of his abs rolling with every thrust. My hands clutched at his ass, urging him forward and pulling him deeper.

I devoured him, reveling in the sheer pleasure on his face above me. Freeing a hand from the headboard, he reached down to adjust the angle, nudging his cock to touch the back of my throat. When I relaxed my throat, he eased himself deeper yet, speeding up his thrusts when he was sure I could handle it. Grasping his hips, I helped guide the pace, urging him faster when I could tell he was holding back.

Heath, wanting to steal my attention for himself, went to town with his lips, tongue, and even his teeth, driving a loud, surprised moan from me — which in turn had Flint gasping from the vibrations.

Seeing Flint chasing his pleasure above me, taking my mouth with his hand on his cock, stuffing it in as deep as he pleased… all while simultaneously feeling Heath’s mouth on me, but being unable to brace for what came next because I couldn’t see it… Within moments, the two of them brought me to the edge.

It was so good, and my climax kicked off the moment Heath’s fingers pierced my wet heat. His tongue slid insistently over my sweet spot as his fingers curved up perfectly inside of me. I screamed around Flint’s cock, and within seconds, he was spilling into my mouth. I managed to swallow every drop even in the midst of my orgasm. When he was finished, he dismounted with a smile, sliding over to kneel beside the bed.

I reached for Heath, but he refused to come up for air, driving me straight into a second orgasm. When my back arched, Flint’s hand came down between my breasts, pushing me back down and pinning me to the bed. Then he leaned over, tormenting in turn each of my nipples with his tongue as his silky hair swept over my torso — still holding me in place as I rode out wave after wave of my climax.

Heath grinned and sat up, wiping my juices from his lips. “Gage hasn’t torn down the door yet. That’s a good sign.”

“Let’s see if he can handle a little more, then,” I panted, trying to catch my breath, but feeling the ache of being empty.

“A little more?” Heath teased with a gleam in his eye, hefting his thick cock for my perusal. “I’d say this is a lot more.”

“Yes,” I groaned. “Give it to me.”

Heath laughed. “Still so greedy.”

Flint joined me on the bed, his hands languidly skating from my breasts down to my hips before his fingers edged toward my center. He teased my oversensitive clit, his fingers unerringly steady as my hips bucked reflexively in response. It was almost too much, but like Heath had said, I was still feeling greedy enough to want more.

Heath drank in the sight before settling between my thighs. He gazed down at me for a moment, as though waiting for me to deny him. But I reached up toward him, and he settled over me, his crown kissing my entrance.

“Yes, please,” I groaned. “I want you inside of me, Heath.”

His warm voice tantalized me. “I thought you’d never ask.”

Then he took me in one long, smooth stroke, filling me up so perfectly. The stretch was magnificent, and I nearly came again on the spot.

Arms bracketed on either side of me, I was surrounded by Heath’s powerful arms and abs as he effortlessly thrust in and out of me. Our eyes locked, we lost ourselves in the mindless pleasure of moving together until his large hand cupped my head.

He bent my gaze downward roughly ordered, “Watch.”

I looked down to see his cock between my thighs, sliding deep inside of me. The sensation and the view made me groan with desire. Then he slowly withdrew, and seeing my wetness covering his hard length drove me closer and closer to the edge.

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