My gaze collides with Sypher’s, and I nod. It’s strange that two people who hate each other as much as we do can be so in sync right now. He knows exactly what I want him to do and doesn’t hesitate. Slipping from the chair, he kneels before her, quickly undoing her jean shorts before pulling them and her little black thong down her legs and leaving them around her ankles.
“Fuck,” he groans.
“Tell me what you see,” I demand.
“She has the prettiest pussy. She waxes it clean so I can see everything,” he mumbles. He does something between her thighs that has her entire body trembling as she cries out. “Her lips are swollen and puffy, and her slick is coating her thighs. She is so fucking wet, Doom. And her scent is even stronger.”
“And what does she taste like?” I ask, leaning over her shoulder a bit to watch him. But Sypher sucks on a finger as he runs through her slit. I shake my head once he looks at me. “No. From the source.”
I use my feet to push her legs open wider, Isabel’s ass rubbing on my cock and pulling a growl from deep within me. My arm bands below her chest to hold her close against me, making sure to steady her for what is coming. If I’m right, our little mate is a virgin and needs to have many orgasms before either of us can fuck her. She is tiny, and we are … well … not, and the last thing either of us wants to do is hurt her.
I know the moment Sypher starts to eat her dripping cunt. The sounds the two of them make are almost enough to have me bend her over my desk and force my dick into her gripping channel. But I wait, listening to their pleasure while our mate grinds herself against my cock. Her orgasm is loud enough that I am sure the entire clubhouse heard her scream. Isabel’s knees give out, and I slowly lower her into Sypher’s waiting arms.
I see the mess he made while eating her out, his cock standing proudly at attention where he undid his jeans. He came while bringing her pleasure, splattering his cum against the front of my desk. It’s such a waste. My cum will always be in or on my mate from this day forward.
“My turn,” I say lowly, freeing my cock from the confines of my jeans.
Twisting my hand in her beautiful dark hair, I wait until those perfect hazel eyes are clear enough from the pleasure to meet mine.
“I am going to fuck your mouth, little mate. And when I have come down your throat, you will swallow every drop. And then we are going to my room to fuck and claim you as ours.”
Chapter Four
Isabel
I’m afraid I’m going to pass out. I can’t seem to catch my breath. When I’m close to settling down, one of them starts touching me again.
The orgasm hits me hard and takes every bit of my sanity. I should be embarrassed because I know that high-pitched echo is me.
One of my mates is demanding I suck on his cock. He doesn’t have to say it twice. I go to lower my body so my knees touch the floor, but my other mate keeps me on my feet, so I have to bend.
“What are you doing, man?” Cian says.
“She can suck you off while I explore her, can’t she?” Sypher says.
I watch the smile bloom on Cian’s face. “Fuck, yeah. I won’t last long watching you, but then she can have a taste of you.”
Sypher chuckles. “Fuck, yeah.”
I listen to their conversation, and I want to yell, “Go,” but I can’t seem to be able to control my body or my thoughts enough to chastise them.
Finally, Cian let me lower my head, and the first swipe of my tongue caught drops of his cum. I hummed at the woodsy, male taste.
“Suck the head into your mouth, Babe.”
I did what he asked but didn’t stop. I sucked until Cian’s cock hit the back of my throat.
“Jesus Christ,” Cian yelled. “I told you the head, Mate.”
I would have giggled if I could have. I started sucking him and gasped when I felt Sypher’s mouth on my cunt again.
“Keep going,” Cian barks.
I try to ignore the man behind me, but it’s next to impossible. The man’s fingers were starting to roam and delve into my cunt.
“A fucking virgin,” Sypher groans.
I see Cian nod. “I knew it. She waited for us.” I felt his hand on my head. “Didn’t you, Babe?”