He ran hard, and he ran fast, searching for answers. But they hid among the foliage, evading him.
He and Reese now had two women in their lives. And both of them were a giant package of mysteries unsolved. Neither seemed willing to speak. Both were going to be pissed.
Great. With his head hung low, Charles returned to the open window just before dawn. He pushed it open and jumped through the opening before shifting this time.
Now freezing in his human form, he glanced at the two people he would spend the rest of his life with, still lying in the exact same place he’d left them, as though he’d only turned his head for a minute instead of traipsing off through the forest in search of answers for several hours. Even as cold as he was, his dick sprang to attention. Reese had one arm wrapped around Jessica’s middle, her breasts pushed high on her chest under his forearm.
He tiptoed past them, careful not to disturb the much-needed sleep he was sure Jessica at least was desperately in need of. With the softest click, he shut the bathroom door and flipped the shower on to its hottest setting. Not bothering with lights, Charles climbed in and let the water run down his body, thawing his freezing limbs.
As soon as his fingers flexed freely, he took his cock in his hand. There was little doubt he’d be horny and hard nearly constantly for many days to come, but at least he could take the edge off for now.
Picturing the look on Jessica’s face when he’d first entered her, it took him only a few strokes to bring himself to orgasm, his pulsing shaft sending long spurts of cum down the drain.
*
Jessica was dreaming. She had to be. And the dream was so wonderful she had no intention of interrupting it by opening her eyes. On some semiconscious level she knew it was morning, but still prayed she could hang on to the fantastic dream.
She was naked, deep under the covers, warm and secure. It had to be a dream because she never slept naked. Nor did she sleep wrapped in steel arms with a hard body pressed against her rear. Fingers were grazing over her breasts until she squirmed in her sleep, wishing the dream would get on with it already so she could orgasm.
If the sexy dream man would just let his hand drift a little lower … right there … oh, yes… She arched into the imagined touch, loving how vivid her imagination was this morning.
But then those fingers pinched her clit, and her eyes flew open with the realization she wasn’t asleep at all. It hadn’t been a dream. The object of her pleasure was staring at her, two inches from her face, a smirk curling up one half of his mouth.
“Reese.” She could barely utter the word with her heart pounding in an attempt to beat out of her chest.
“Love.” She’d incorporated him into today’s wet dream. And a flush stole across her cheeks, heating them all the way to her ears.
“I thought I was dreaming,” she mumbled in embarrassment.
“Apparently.” He smiled but continued to stroke her beneath the sheets, his finger swiping through the folds of her sex and then twirling around her clit. “It must have been a good dream because you were moaning, practically purring actually, and your soft legs fell open, begging me to explore between them.”
Did he have to be so graphic? She was already embarrassed enough. She didn’t need a verbal play-by-play of what had just happened in her nearly unconscious state.
“I’m guessing you like this?” He pinched her clit again, making her arch her hips into his touch. Her feet scrambled for purchase.
“Oh.” She bit her lip to keep from crying out. He didn’t need to know how very much she enjoyed this type of play. She couldn’t keep her body from betraying her as she grew even wetter with the pinch of pain.
It wasn’t pain exactly but more like intense pleasure. She didn’t figure she should like it, and that made her blush even further.
Sure, she’d read about girls who liked a bit of pain, but surely it wasn’t appropriate for someone as inexperienced as her. After all, she’d just lost her virginity last night—or early this morning rather. What sweet, innocent girl would respond so outwardly to having her little nub pinched mercilessly after just one sexual encounter? Well, two technically.
She should be appalled.
Reese stared at her, eyes narrowed, a knowing smile plastered to his face. “I love the way you respond to me, hon. Don’t be embarrassed. It’s natural. Desired even. I want you to react the same way when you are awake as you did a few moments ago in sleep.”
Jessica held her breath listening to his frank words.
“The way your body opened to my touch was so sexy.” He dragged his fingers to her chest and started over. “When I danced just the tips of my fingers over your breasts, you relaxed into the mattress on your back…”
Please make him stop the play-by-play before I fall through a crack into the earth. It was bad enough he knew what she’d been feeling and thinking. She didn’t need it recanted with emphasis.
No such luck.
“When I flicked my thumb over your sexy little nipples, they pebbled and grew hard. Your arms flopped to the sides of your head.” He repeated each action as he spoke. This time she remained stiff as a board. There was no hiding the fact his actions elicited the same response awake as they had asleep. But, mentally, she was better able to control her physical response. Okay, not really, but at least the physical response to the physical response. Did that even make sense?
“When I trailed a path down your soft belly toward your pussy, your legs opened, splayed wide, begging me to explore between them.” Once again he drew a finger through her slit and circled her clit.
She moaned, undoubtedly in the same way she’d just done while inside the presumed dreamland.
“And when I pinched your sweet clit between my fingers like this”—the man demonstrated—“you shot off the bed … like that.” Oh, he was downright smug now. At least what she’d seen of his expression before she’d closed her eyes and let her head roll back against the pillow.
“Did I hear moaning?”
Jessica’s eyes flew open once more, and she craned her neck around Reese to see a very naked Charles climbing onto the bed, straight between her legs.
“Don’t stop on my account. I like moaning. It makes me hot.” He tugged on the blankets now suffocating Jessica. “Way too hot for these,” he stated as he pushed them off the end of the bed.
The air in the room felt cool as it landed on her heated skin, her naked, heated skin now exposed beneath the gazes of the two men who intended to claim her.
It was one thing to have let them both take her in the night under the cover of darkness; yet another to have them ogling her now like she was some kind of rare steak.
Hell, they even licked their lips.
Charles hovered over her body, stared into her eyes, and then leaned in to kiss her like a starving man. He didn’t touch her anywhere else, which drove her even crazier than if he’d pressed his entire frame against hers.
Reese disappeared; at least she thought he did. She couldn’t smell him as intensely anymore, and the bed dipped beside her after she was sucked into the vortex of the all-consuming kiss.
Leaving her panting and breathless, Charles finally pulled back and leaned his forehead against hers. “Flip over, baby,” he whispered, his voice a deep, hoarse growl as if he had laryngitis. His piercing gaze demanded compliance, even though his words were gentle.
Jessica’s clit twitched at his request. She warred between loving the fact he could make her body submit and hating her entire being reacted so easily to his instructions.
Had they been so demanding last night? So dominant? It was subtle. Their words were tender, but their eyes spoke volumes. She shivered, her entire body shaking. She sensed they were grooming her, carefully, cautiously, slowly bending her to their will. And it made her pussy wet. Was she imagining things? It pissed her off she couldn’t control her response to their tactics.
Without pausing to consider whether or not she actually liked the idea, Jess wiggled ben
eath him, flopping over onto her stomach. Charles’ legs and arms still straddled her from above, so she didn’t have much space to work with. Would these men forever be completely inside her personal space? A distance she’d kept from nearly everyone she met since she was a tiny girl?
Warm hands covered her back, massaging her neck and shoulders. She whimpered. It felt so good, as though she were a goddess and he worshipped the ground she walked on, or at least the bed she lay on.
“Your skin is so smooth, so soft. I’ll never get enough of touching you. My fingers itched to fondle you while you were sleeping.”
“Apparently, it didn’t stop Reese, or I’d still be sleeping.” Her voice was muffled by the pillow, but Charles must have understood just fine because he chuckled, a deep resonating noise that traveled down his hands and vibrated against her back as he made his way down her spine.
When his hands landed on her butt, her legs involuntarily spread, embarrassing her. What was happening to her? Jeez.
“That’s it, babe. Just enjoy. Concentrate on my touch.” His fingers dipped between her legs and into the wetness. Instead of guiding his palm lower toward her needy clit, he swiped through her slit toward her ass, and then circled the entrance with her own moisture.
Jessica clenched her butt cheeks together, making Charles laugh. “Oh, Jess, your ass is so fucking sexy. Relax.”
A noise to the side of the bed made her open her eyes in time to see Reese. He stood next to her, his dick bobbing in front of her at eye level. The man handed something to Charles and nodded.
“Do you two have some sort of secret language going on? I thought only mated couples could communicate with their minds.”
“True. And shifted wolves. We can all communicate with each other when in wolf form. But, for some reason, in the case of a ménage the normal law of nature must be different. Reese and I have been speaking to each other telepathically since the moment we walked into the school two days ago. I guess the male part of this trio gets dibs.” He chuckled. The man fondling her ass laughed like nothing untoward was happening other than a conversation between friends.
“Come here, love.” Reese pointed to the spot in front of him.
Charles lifted her torso off the bed and turned her so she was facing Reese, propped on all fours.
Instantly she found her face even with Reese’s huge, pulsing cock. Even though her mind was screaming at her she shouldn’t find this situation sexy or appealing, her wolf and her heart trumped her brain, insisting she lick the precum dripping out of the slit displayed at the level of her mouth. It all lined up so perfectly. And renewed moisture leaked between her legs.
She wanted this more than anything in the world suddenly. What would he taste like? How would that smooth skin feel inside her mouth?
Without hesitating, Jessica leaned in and ran her tongue through the moisture, lapping it into her mouth. “Hmm.” He was salty and sweet at the same time. Her womb clenched when he groaned and his cock flexed and bobbed. She made him horny, and it gave her all the confidence she needed to continue.
Imagine that. Yesterday’s virgin giving a blowjob just a few hours after that change in status.
Jess opened her mouth and lowered herself over his length several inches. She couldn’t touch him in this position with both hands holding her off the bed, and he didn’t reach for her or move his body. He simply leaned against the edge of the bed and let her set the pace.
As she grew bolder and sucked with a bit more force, Charles pushed her knees apart and situated himself between her legs. He kept massaging her ass, his huge hands covering the globes entirely, his fingers grazing precariously close to her sex every few seconds.
“God, that feels so good.” Reese expelled a breath, making her smile. “So fucking fantastic.”
When she glanced up, his head hung down, his gaze bore into her, and most importantly, his hands clenched at his sides. He fought to keep from grabbing her head, and she appreciated the gesture more than he would ever know.
Her pace this time. Her first time.
Bless him.
A pop sounded behind Jess, and she paused with Reese’s cock lodged several inches in her mouth. What now? She should be scared shitless. Instead, her pussy leaked even more, begging to know what would happen next. Once the dam had been breached last night, the flood water just kept flowing. She was insatiable and out of control where it concerned sex with these men.
“It’s just lube, babe,” Charles said.
A cool substance landed between her cheeks, and Charles rubbed it into her from back to front, dragging it across her ass, but not breaching the tiny hole … yet.
Charles grabbed her hip with one hand and stuffed two fingers of the other hand into her pussy, making her moan around Reese’s cock at the sudden, unexpected intrusion.
She bucked back against his hand, her body begging him to do it again, harder, faster. And she sucked deep and long on the engorged shaft in her mouth.
“Whoa, hon.” Reese grabbed her head with both hands, not pulling her in but pushing her off. “You’re going to make me come too soon if you do that.”
And he thought those words would make her ease up?
She wanted to swallow him even harder. Wanted him to shoot into her mouth so she could taste everything he had to offer.
Instead, he held her steady, not allowing her to move her head, forcing her to his mercy as he controlled the speed. The difference now was he was pushing in and out of her far more gently than she wanted.
She’d heard of deep throating but hadn’t ever imagined such a thing. Now she wanted nothing more than to swallow him as deep as she could until she drove him insane with need.
Having lost control over Reese, she concentrated on Charles as he drew a circle around her clit over and over again. He too held her steady, not letting her move her torso to increase the pressure.
“So sexy,” Charles whispered, leaning toward her ear. “When you’re really aroused, your clit engorges and pushes the little hood out of the way. Did you know that?”
Fuck. Do you know how horny I get when you talk to me like that?
As if she’d said those words out loud, he chuckled and pinched the begging nub between his fingers. “Come for me, baby. Come against my hand before I enter you.”
As if his commands ruled her body and she was at the mercy of his words, she shot off, her inner walls squeezing against nothing. “Please…” she begged in a garbled voice around Reese’s cock as the orgasm subsided.
Charles quickly spread her own juices and the lube between her lower lips and pressed into her all the way to the hilt in one motion.
Oh. My. God. She was so full, and it felt so fantastic.
As he pumped in and out in sync with Reese’s renewed rhythm, he took advantage of her incredibly aroused state to swirl a finger around her puckered rear hole. She was at his mercy entirely, her thighs spread wide to accommodate his body, her cheeks pressed apart by his palms, her senses completely focused on the pleasure.
“Relax.” Charles held his length deep inside her, gripping her hip to steady her.
Reese also held still, his shaft nearly completely in her mouth.
Warning bells went off. Don’t let them claim you. Jessica froze, stiffening.
“I just want to start to stretch you, Jess. No one is going to make you do anything you aren’t ready for. It’s just in preparation for later, when you are ready.” One finger dipped inside her as he spoke, and he groaned. His fingers gripped her hip even harder. “Your hole is so tight, babe. It will take a while for us to loosen these muscles enough to fuck your little hole without hurting you.”
He emphasized the word fuck just enough to make her eyes widen. Why the hell was this so sexy? How come she kept getting hotter and hotter as the minutes ticked by? In her sane mind, she’d be running for the hills.
Clearly her brain was a bundle of mush where these two wolves were concerned.
“I’m going to add a fin
ger, baby. Just one more… ” His words trailed off as though the act of pushing into her ass made him even hornier too.
“Now.”
Now what?
Both men moved again, pumping in and out of her mouth and pussy in tandem. And as horny as she had been a minute ago, it was amped up considerably with the addition of the hand flat on her ass and the two fingers whose presence were not unnoticed for even a second.
“I’m going to come,” Reese announced. He started to pull out, but Jess sucked him hard and deep, forcing him to shoot into her mouth. It was a brand new experience, but she felt somehow powerful knowing she’d done this. These men may have thought they were all dominant, but it was a heady experience swallowing Reese’s cum. That act was all Jessica. She’d made that happen. As he slipped from her mouth, his hands moved to her shoulders.
On a groan, Charles pulled his fingers from her ass and jerked his cock out of her pussy as his cum jutted onto her stomach and the sheets.
Jessica moaned, her body empty, pleading he stay inside her, pump into her womb instead of onto the bed. She sagged.
Charles, seeming to read her mind, wrapped a hand around her middle and pushed two fingers into her. He had barely finished emptying himself between her legs, but he didn’t leave her hanging, bereft.
His thumb landed on her clit, the friction increasing as he pumped in and out of her, emulating his cock. It took seconds for her to arch her back and come around his hand.
“That’s it, baby. Milk my fingers. So hot. So tight. Your pussy is squeezing my fingers like it wants to swallow them whole.”
As the waves subsided, leaving only the occasional twitch, they both collapsed to the side. Charles didn’t pull out though. He carefully kept his fingers imbedded inside her as he nestled into her back, pulling her against his front.
With tender, easy motions, Charles continued to circle her clit and stroke inside her.
She didn’t think it was possible for anyone to come a third time, but damn if her arousal didn’t return full force again within moments.
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