Jessica's Wolves (Wolf Masters, Book 3)

by Jameson, Becca

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  Jessica’s eyes flew open when Charles suddenly sucked her clit into his mouth. It was unexpected because she was still wearing her panties, but that didn’t stop him. He had a tight suction on the dark lace and her pulsing nub.

  Without thinking, she mimicked him by sucking Reese’s tongue into her mouth. She grabbed Reese’s shoulders, unsure whether she was pushing or pulling.

  Both men released her at once, leaving her wanting, the cool air of the room tingling her skin. Her gaze jumped from one man to the other, watching as they stripped their jeans off. If either of them had been wearing underwear, she didn’t know. They either slid down with their pants or hadn’t been there at all.

  Her eyes widened, burned, and she needed to blink, but she could only stare at the two cocks presented before her, bobbing as they aligned themselves once again on either side of her. Each dripped with precum.

  In tandem, Reese and Charles pulled her sodden panties down her body, slowly edging them over her hips and then her knees until she helped kick them away.

  She was really going to do this. Have sex. With not one, but two wolves.

  Jessica grabbed both men, squeezed their biceps, and ran her palms up and down their arms. They stared at her, their gazes roaming her body until she felt self-conscious and pulled her legs together.

  “Uh-uh. You are so beautiful. So perfect, love. Don’t cover yourself. Don’t hide from us.” Reese crawled from her side, pushed her legs apart, and settled between them.

  Charles stuffed a pillow under Jessica’s head to prop her up. “Watch him, babe. Watch Reese savor your taste.”

  Her body went stiff, rigid. Charles had just briefly suckled her a moment ago, but that had been through her panties. It had only fueled the fire and left her wanting more.

  She flopped her free hand toward Reese between her legs, grasped his hair, and then released it. She held her palm over his head, her fingers trembling.

  Charles grabbed her hand and pulled it over her head. He maneuvered her other hand out from behind him and brought it up to join the first, holding both wrists tightly in one palm. “Let’s just make this easier for now. You don’t need to do anything. Just let us love you. Watch Reese suck you off. After an orgasm you’ll relax more.”

  Relax? Who was he kidding? New moisture gathered between her legs as he held her wrists. This position, with her chest forced to arch upward, sent a tingle down her spine. Her body trembled under the restraint, driving her to crave their touch even more. Her gaze froze on Reese as he lowered his mouth. At first he just inhaled, long and slow, a low moan escaping his lips until the vibrations made her clit quiver even with the minute separation between them.

  Finally, Reese let his tongue slip between her lower lips, and he licked her from her slit to her clit, applying increased pressure at the last second before he flicked his tongue across the little nub and its hood.

  Jessica nearly bucked off the bed. She might have if Reese hadn’t gripped her thighs to hold her steady. Jessica’s entire body flushed. Having two men hold her down heightened her senses. Every tiny touch was magnified. It was so erotic the way they made her body hum with pleasure. She wanted this. Wanted them to push her right over that peak.

  Without pausing to let her adjust to his torturous tongue, Reese returned his attention to her clit and held it, the suction mixing with the flicking of his tongue to drive her crazy with need.

  Her eyes rolled back into her head, making Charles chuckle and preventing her from noticing he’d positioned himself over her chest. Without warning, he sucked a nipple into his mouth and treated the tight little tip to the same torment Reese was inflicting on her clit.

  With his free hand, Charles molded her other breast in his palm, taunting the free nipple with the grazing of his thumb.

  Jessica wanted to do something, anything. She tugged on her hands, but Charles held fast. There was no escaping the plans these men had to push her body over the edge of the cliff.

  Struggling between arching her chest and lifting her ass toward either man’s mouth, Jessica moaned. She gave up the fight and relaxed infinitesimally into the mattress.

  “Concentrate on our mouths. Let it go, babe,” Charles urged.

  It was one thing to come alone, in her bedroom, with her vibrator… It was another thing entirely to let herself crash over that precipice beneath the gaze of two sexy wolves.

  Reese wiggled between her legs and repositioned. She couldn’t see him over Charles’ head. Nor could she see him through closed eyelids. Moments later, he pushed a finger inside her and, just as fast, drew the digit back out. Giving up on “relaxed,” Jessica bucked her ass into the air the scant inch he allowed and screamed as his chuckle vibrated against her clit.

  “Come for me, hon. Coat my finger with your essence. I want to watch you.” Reese’s breath fanned across her sex, increasing the awareness she had of every nerve ending between her legs.

  When two fingers slammed back inside and twisted, she shot off. “Reese.” His name slipped from her lips. Her internal muscles grabbed his fingers like she intended to keep him inside her for the rest of her life. She milked him as she pulsed around the intrusion.

  “That’s it, babe. God, you are so gorgeous when you come.” Jessica looked into Charles’ eyes. He was smiling.

  “So tight. So fucking hot.” Reese crooked his fingers and continued to rub inside her.

  Jessica felt restless; it wasn’t enough. She needed more. “I need you inside me. Please.”

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  Charles let go of her wrists and trailed a finger down her cheek, over her neck, across her collarbone, and up to the pink nipple pebbled in front of him. He pinched the little bud between his finger and thumb, watching it grow harder, feeling the vibrations of her moaning through her chest. Her breasts were perfection. Just the right size to wrap his hand around: pert and tight. He could spend hours worshiping them, and he would, but not tonight.

  Tonight was for taking her virginity. Initiating her to sex. Pushing his throbbing erection into her tight sheath and then watching while Reese did the same.

  God, how he hoped she could take them both. That she wouldn’t be too sore after one to do it again. That would be killer.

  “Stretch her, Reese. I need to be inside her tight pussy.” Charles didn’t take his gaze off his sexy mate’s flushed face and chest.

  “She’s so tight, but she’s wet. Her orgasm coated my hand.” Reese climbed up her body on one side and leaned into her field of vision.

  Jessica gasped when Reese stuck his dripping fingers into his mouth, sucking her juices and groaning. “Sweet, like honey or syrup. I could eat you out every day.”

  Jess shuddered beneath his gaze. They embarrassed her, but the edge of arousal still permeated the air. She enjoyed this.

  “I’m going to come with my cock against your leg. Your feelings are so open, all over your face.” Charles traced a line across her cheek and over her lips. She opened her mouth and let his finger fall inside, making his dick jolt against her once again. “I need to be inside her. Reese?” “Please fucking let me go first. I think I’ll die.”

  Reese chuckled inside Charles’ head. “Your thoughts are like an open book. Go ahead. I need to taste these tits. And then I want to swallow her moan when she comes.”

  Charles released a long exhale and positioned himself between her legs. He dragged his cock through her slit. The moisture from her recent orgasm coated him. So much cum … it dripped between her cheeks, coating her ass and making him shudder to think of pushing his shaft into her other virgin hole.

  That would have to wait. His mate was nearly shaking from the thought of having his cock in her pussy. It would be a few days before she adjusted enough to even broach the subject of her sexy rear hole again.

  While Charles flicked his length across her pussy a few times, Reese sucked a breast into his open mouth. Charles would never tire of watching her writhe beneath them, so discombobulated she didn’t
know where to put her hands, and her head rocked back and forth, unable to remain still.

  Charles loved being at least a part of the cause of this complete abandonment.

  “Please.” The word purred from her mouth, nearly begging him to enter her.

  “Charles, I can’t wait long. I’m about to blow against the bed.”

  Biting the inside of his cheek, Charles levered himself over his mate and pressed as slow as he could into her sheath. “Fuck. You said, ‘tight.’ She’s like a vise grip.” Only an inch or so in and already this wasn’t going to last long.

  Reese just chuckled and moved to consume her mouth. Charles watched Reese grip his own dick with his free hand, squeezing in an effort to put off his impending orgasm.

  Jessica mumbled unintelligibly, and Charles pulled out, only to press inside slightly farther. He started a slow rhythm, each time pushing a bit harder than the last. When he would have needed only a few more passes, Jessica jerked her torso off the bed, forcing his cock all the way to the hilt.

  So fucking sexy. She held her breath and grabbed his shoulders over Reese’s head. “Oh, God.”

  “You okay?” He prayed she’d say yes.

  “Mmm, move. Do it again.” Her eyes popped open, and she gazed at him. “Now.”

  “My pleasure.” With a grin, Charles pulled out and then slammed into her with more force than before. “Baby, you’re so fucking tight. I’m not going to last.” Gritting his teeth, Charles desperately tried to stave off his orgasm. Great. Just what he wanted. To come like a teenager the first time he was with his mate. “Fuck. I can’t hang on.”

  And damn it all to hell, he needed to pull out anyway. He wasn’t about to use a condom, but Jessica would probably shit a brick if they got her pregnant on their first night together. She was in no state of mind to be thinking clearly about the subject.

  Two more strokes and Charles jerked his cock out. His seed squirted across his mate’s thigh instead of where he really wanted, inside her. His wolf howled to take her, impregnate her, force her to stay with them and never let her go.

  His human side spoke a different language. One of concern and reason.

  Spent, he leaned in to suck Jessica’s pussy into his mouth. He’d not had the opportunity to taste her thoroughly yet, and Reese was right. She was sweet like candy. Her essence coated his tongue when he stuck it as deep inside her as he could. He licked her everywhere like a starving man, his breath gasping to breeze across the wet flesh of her sensitive skin. When he’d finally had enough of a taste, he flicked her throbbing nub with his tongue and nipped the little clit with his teeth to send her over the edge.

  Jessica writhed beneath him, her moans swallowed by Reese. Her clit pulsed against his lips over and over until she finally lay still beneath Charles’ mouth.

  He didn’t let up but continued to tease her with his breath, blowing across her clit and flicking his tongue over the hood to keep her on edge and make her climb back to that peak.

  “So sensitive.” She moaned around Reese’s mouth as he pulled back a fraction.

  “I know,” Charles whispered. “I’m trying to go easy.” If they were just a mated pair, she could rest now, but that wasn’t the case. Without taking her in the rear yet, there was no way to avoid two men enjoying her pussy. She’d learn to suck them off to perfection too, but not tonight.

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  “Reese?” She made his toes curl as his name wafted from her sweet lips. “I need to feel you inside me too.” She bit her lower lip for the tenth time in as many minutes, making him want to suck that lip into his mouth and bite it. He could tell by her look how difficult it was for her to say those words and ask him to fill her channel with his cock right after Charles had just done so. Her cheeks flamed red, splotches reaching down and across her chest.

  Reese didn’t honestly realize Charles had left the room until his friend returned and wiped Jessica’s legs with a wet cloth.

  She was more pliable than earlier, letting her thighs fall apart while Charles cleaned her. Reese lay on the bed and pulled Jessica on top of him. She squealed at the unexpected change of positions. “I want you on top of me. Straddle me.”

  She did, lining her center up with his shaft. “God, you’re so big.” Jessica glanced to the side at Charles, making both men smile.

  Charles spoke. “Wondering who’s bigger?” he teased.

  “Oh.” She blushed even further, her skin tinged with red all across her breasts as they swayed enticingly in front of Reese’s gaze.

  “Baby, you make me hard just watching your embarrassment.” Charles climbed over Reese’s legs, straddling them behind Jessica and pulling her upright against his chest.

  Reese watched as Charles molded her glorious breasts with both hands. When she moaned, Charles rolled her nipples between his fingers, and she arched her chest out, forcing her tight sheath to allow Reese’s dick a slight entrance. Seeing Charles pluck and weigh Jessica’s tits was so arousing it made Reese’s cock stiffen even more. His length bobbed against her while his need to be inside her increased.

  Holy Mother of God. The woman was a treasure beyond his wildest imagination.

  Without a word, she lowered herself onto Reese’s pulsing cock until she was fully seated. And then the little nymph smiled and gazed down. “That feels so good.”

  Thank God.

  What if she had said she hated it? Not that it was a reasonable possibility, but still…

  Charles released her nipples for just a second to trail his fingers down her arms. “Place your hands on Reese’s chest. Yeah, like that. Now … ride him, baby.”

  Her eyes shot open a bit farther as it dawned on her what he’d intended. Charles lifted her waist and settled her back down a few times until she got the hang of it.

  Reese held his breath. “She’s a natural.” He was going to blow, and he knew better than to shoot his load into her. Mouth clenched tight, he let her take the lead, accommodating herself over him several times until there was no holding back. “Charles…” All he could do was hope his friend understood his meaning.

  Thank God the men were in sync, because the second Charles lifted their mate off his cock, Reese came in giant spurts against his own stomach.

  While his orgasm subsided, he gazed at the hottest scene he’d ever witnessed. Charles had wrapped one arm under Jessica’s chest, and with the other he pinched her sweet clit, holding her suspended above Reese’s waist. Reese watched the sexy scene unfold as his friend made their woman moan with pleasure, her eyes rolled back, her mouth hanging open, her pussy spread out on display.

  When her orgasm hit, her legs gripped Reese around the hips. Charles pushed his middle finger inside her, and her cum spilled around Reese to drip onto him.

  When she finally sagged against Charles’ arm, he eased her onto the bed, sandwiching her between himself and Reese.

  Reese grabbed for the washcloth and wiped his stomach clean before tossing the material over the edge of the bed.

  Jessica seemed to be sleeping already, but suddenly she murmured, “Haven’t you guys ever heard of condoms?”

  Reese pulled her in tight, her back against his chest. He nibbled a path across her shoulder blades, sending a shiver through her he could feel even after she’d succumbed to three orgasms. “We aren’t fond of them, love. But we didn’t think you had enough wits to realize you could and probably would get pregnant if we came inside you.”

  “How chivalrous,” she barely muttered. A soft sigh escaped her lips, and she was out like a light.

  Chapter 9

  A piercing scream made Charles bolt upright in bed. It was still very dark in the room, the deep of night. They couldn’t have been asleep that long.

  As he swiveled, he realized the screech had come from the whimpering woman whose beautiful, sexy body lay next to him. She’d curled into a ball, and she wasn’t awake. Tears stained her face, and she suddenly looked so young.

  Reese hadn’t sat up like Charles had, but he was
also gazing at the tiny frame of their mate. Without waking her, he carefully uncurled her body and pulled it against his own.

  Charles was wide-awake. He climbed out of bed and wandered to the window, letting Reese settle back into sleep alongside Jessica.

  What demons plagued this ordinarily strong-willed, stubborn, intelligent woman? And how was he going to break her shell and get her to tell them about her past? Something had happened. Something had frightened her to the point of never wanting to shift.

  His skin crawled with unanswered questions. He needed to run. With a glance back at the now calm, peaceful tangling of Reese and Jess, Charles silently pushed open the window and climbed out into the early hours of the morning. Reese would protect her from whatever villains ruled her dreams while Charles ran through the woods working off the pent-up frustration of the last few days.

  Charles pulled the window almost shut and shifted quickly to avoid freezing his human feet off in the snow. He charged for the trees, heart pounding, feeling freer than he ever did in human form.

  Now they’d had sex, everyone would know. Their scents would be mingled. No amount of soap or shampoo could erase the smell of Reese or Charles from Jessica’s skin, her hair.

  The night was crisp, the air freezing cold, but the sky clear for the first time in twenty-four hours. The snow crunched beneath his paws, a testament to the fact sleet had fallen during the night, coating the packed snow and creating a layer of crispy ice everywhere he stepped.

  The air smelled so fresh and clean after a snow. Invigorating. And he ran faster, relishing the time he had to do so.

  Questions plagued him. What would his family think? God, what the hell were they going to do about Alyssa? They’d made a promise. She deserved better than what she was going to wake to. As soon as Reese and Charles returned to his parents’ house in the morning, all hell was going to break loose. Figuratively.

  No one would actually be angry—well, except perhaps for Alyssa—but eyebrows would rise. Questions would fly. Questions he couldn’t even answer. Most of them chased him through woods right now, between the trees, over roots, past the brown bare branches devoid of their summer leaves.