He shook his head. “No, my beautiful Hannah. I want your orgasm to pull my seed free. I want us to come together.”
Noah stepped behind him and rested his fingertips on Ethan’s hip. “Then you need to make sure she’s ready for you. That she’s aroused enough to accept your cock. She’ll be a tight fit for you.”
Ethan slid his hand under her robe and skimmed his fingers up her inner thigh to her cleft. The wetness of her arousal coated her lower lips, tempting him to explore her, but he stilled his fingers and glanced at Noah. “Do you think so?”
“Yes.” Noah popped the button on Ethan’s pants, then dragged the zipper down. He slipped his hand inside and fisted Ethan’s dick, giving it a rough tug. “You’re wide, Ethan, and long. You’ll have to work yourself inside her. Rock into her. Little by little, stretching her so she fits you like a glove.”
Hannah made a soft sound, something between a sigh and whimper. Ethan turned his attention back to her and found her watching Noah stroke Ethan’s dick. After a moment, she glanced into his face. Desire simmered in her eyes. He kept his gaze on her but asked Noah, “Do you think she’ll like that?”
“She’ll love it. Won’t you, Hannah?”
She nodded. “Yes.”
“Then let Ethan see you. Show him the body that’ll soon belong to him.”
Noah’s command directed her hand. She undid the tie on her robe. The anticipation of finally seeing her naked seized Ethan. She grasped the satiny edge and pushed it from her arms, letting the fabric pool on the ground at her feet. The body revealed stopped his heart. It raced a moment later with the need to possess her. He held it at bay. He wanted to sear her image into his memory.
He swept his gaze over her, thankful the nearly full moon combined with his enhanced vision allowed him to take in the details. Her bare cleft glistened, confirming what he’d felt by touching her. She was already aroused and ready for him. He cupped her sex, needing to feel her heat. She widened her stance, an invitation to take from her what he wanted.
He would. He’d take everything. Not yet, though. He left his hand in place, not teasing her, not stroking her, simply showing them both he had the right to touch her any way he wanted. He held her and skimmed his other hand over her breasts, one, then the other, pebbling her nipples until they stood erect.
“Mmm…I don’t know where to start.” He caught one hard bud between his thumb and forefinger. He alternated between tugging and rolling it, watching the look of desire darken her eyes, before letting her nipple slip free.
“Lick me.” She rubbed her groin over his hand and pressed her breast against his hand. “I want your mouth on me.”
“Anywhere?”
“My clit. Suck on it. Flick it. Tease it.” She wiggled more against him. “I ache, Ethan.”
Her demand came without a please. He sighed. She’d have to wait, then, despite his desire to do exactly what she’d commanded.
He dipped his head and traced the swell of one of her breasts, working his way from the valley between them before moving on to her other one. With slow strokes, he licked a path to her areola but avoided her sensitive tip, circling it. All the while, he listened to her breathing and savored every soft sound she made.
Another swipe of his tongue, and he inched his way closer to her nipple. She squirmed, an attempt to get his mouth where she wanted it. He moved with her and kept up the slow exploration, tasting every inch of her breast, except for her nipple.
She made a frustrated noise. “Lick me. Don’t tease me. I’ve waited so long for you to touch me like this.”
“Six months isn’t that long.” He knew it was for her. She’d already told him that, but he enjoyed the sound she’d made. He wanted to hear it again.
She rewarded him with another annoyed groan. “Ethan, please touch me. I—”
He dragged his flattened tongue over her nipple, stopping her rant. She arched into him, pressing her breast into his mouth. He took the hint and latched on to her plump flesh, sucking hard. Her nipple brushed the roof of his mouth, making it water. He gave in to his need and suckled on her, alternating between rough pulls of his mouth and laving licks of his tongue.
“Yes, there.” She curled her fingers around the back of his neck, holding him in place. “Feels good.”
It did. Soft yet firm, her breasts intrigued him. He wanted to play with them and make her come just from teasing her nipples, but primitive demands beat at him. The female he’d chosen to be his was in his arms, aroused and ready to accept him. He needed to be inside her, to finally feel the wet, welcoming grip of her body on his cock.
The compulsion grew. He pressed the heel of his palm against her cleft. She countered his movement, easing back, then pushing against him. He took the hint and moved with her, stimulating and teasing her. More of her arousal flowed, coating his hand. The warmth of her body lured him closer. He lazily stroked her with his middle finger while he suckled on her breast.
“More, Ethan.” She pressed her short nails into his neck and moved quicker against him. “Please.”
Her demand became one he couldn’t resist. He straightened two of his fingers and pushed them into her opening on a steady thrust. Her soft inner muscles gripped them while her breath rushed out. He held still a moment, enjoying the warmth of her, but his hungers grew. He want to feel the same on his dick.
“She’s tight, isn’t she?” Noah’s question reminded him of his earlier point.
“Yes.” Ethan lifted his head and focused on her face. “You haven’t been with a male in a while, have you?”
“No.” She shook her head slowly. “It’s been over a year. I like sex, but the older I got, the less of a thrill it gave me. I was missing something, and I felt foolish looking for it with males who would never be my mate.”
Ethan pushed his fingers as deep into her body as he could and stroked her, stimulating her. Her core quivered, and a shudder ran through her. He eased back before her orgasm could build. “And now? Does this feel good? What you were missing?”
“Yes. This feels good. Right.” She squeezed her inner muscles, tightening her grip on him. “But I need you inside me.”
“You have part of me inside you now.” He fucked her with his fingers, exploring her core and familiarizing himself with her body. “Isn’t that enough?”
He didn’t know why he teased her. He wanted to slip his dick into her as much as she wanted it.
Her frustrated whimper surrounded him. “No. I want your cock. Fuck me. Please. I’m ready for you.”
The desperation in her tone appealed to him. It was what he’d been waiting for. He eased his fingers from her body and held his hand out to Noah. “Taste her.”
Noah took Ethan’s hand and licked his fingers with slow strokes. He curled his tongue around each and sucked them into his mouth. A shudder ran through Ethan from the sensation of Noah’s mouth tugging on his fingers, while Hannah whimpered, her gaze on Noah’s face.
“Does she taste good?” he asked Noah.
“Delicious. Like heaven. Our heaven.”
Ethan pulled his hand free, then brushed his thumb over Noah’s lips. “Yes. Ours.” He faced Hannah. “And I need to experience more. Undress me.”
She ran her hands over his chest and shoved at the edges of his shirt. Tugging slightly, she drew the material down his arms. She let it slip, then turned her focus to his pants. Noah had unzipped them but hadn’t taken them off. Ethan was glad. The look of hunger on Hannah’s face was priceless.
She curled her fingers around the waistband and yanked. The rough move caught him off guard. His breath rushed out, and he grabbed her shoulders, pushing her back. She grinned and dropped to her knees. It wasn’t where he’d planned for her to end up tonight, but the moment wasn’t one he’d pass on.
He skimmed his palm over her hair and gathered the long locks in his hand. He urged her
to look at him. “What are you doing, my Hannah?”
“Returning the favor, exactly as I said I would.”
“I didn’t make you come.”
She shook her head. “No, you didn’t. You teased me.”
“So what?” He raised a brow. “You plan to do the same to me?”
“I keep my promises, Ethan. If you’re going to get me hot and leave me aroused, I’ll do the same to you. Besides”—a wicked grin spread over her face—“I do want you ready for me.”
He chuckled. The woman would follow his direction, but not blindly and not without adding her input. It was the same thing about Noah that appealed to Ethan. Did he really expect Hannah to be different?
He kicked off his shoes, then his pants, but left his boxers on. With a hold on her hair, he drew her closer. “Then make sure I’m hard for you. Suck my cock.”
She closed her mouth over his silk-covered dick and nibbled on his length, working her way from his balls to the ridge around the head. The teasing nips aroused him as much as they frustrated him.
He gave her hair a small tug. “Give me what I need.”
She growled softly and bit a little harder. His eyes drifted shut on a groan. It hadn’t been what he meant, but the hint of pain appealed to him. “Hannah, more.”
She gave it to him, nipping and nibbling on his length until he panted. One more firm bite, and he stiffened, curling his fingers tighter around the lock of her hair he held. Before he had to tug her off him, she dragged her tongue over his length, wetting the fabric of his boxers. The material clung to him.
He shifted away from her, needing to get them off. She didn’t let him go. She moved to the head of his cock and sucked on the tip. He couldn’t decide if he enjoyed the sensation or not. She didn’t give him the chance to figure it out. She skimmed her open mouth down the length to his balls. He held his breath, anticipating her pulling each into her mouth and rolling them. She cupped them in her hand instead, massaging them.
“You’re killing me, Hannah.” He released the hold he had on her hair and sifted his fingers through the strands, letting the feel of her silken locks tease him and add to the moment. “Open your mouth and suck on my dick.”
She drew his boxers down but didn’t swallow him. She licked him. Worshipped him. Made him crazed. He wanted to demand again she suck him, but couldn’t get the words out. He couldn’t do much of anything. His entire focus centered on Hannah and the way she touched him, the way she loved him.
“Hannah.” It was all he could get out, and he wasn’t even sure what he meant by saying her name.
Noah laid a hand on his arm. “She’s fucking gorgeous with your cock in her mouth.”
Ethan wanted to see if the look on Noah’s face matched the desire in his tone, but he couldn’t tear his gaze from Hannah. The slow, sensual, and leisurely strokes she delivered to him pushed him higher. A drop of sweat trickled down his spine, but he held still for her, letting her tease him.
Noah dropped to his knees next to her. He skimmed his fingers down Ethan’s stomach to his cock and gripped the base. Hannah eased to the side, giving him room but not releasing Ethan. She shifted her focused licks to the head of his dick and teased the ridge. Precome welled at the slit. She captured the drop on her tongue, while Noah stroked him with firm tugs guaranteed to draw more forth.
The sight of Noah and Hannah on their knees before him jacked up his needs. Both worked together, arousing Ethan and driving him wild. He fucked the tight circle of Noah’s fingers and Hannah’s mouth.
Ethan cursed. He dropped a hand to Noah’s shoulder and another to Hannah’s head, then gave himself over to the moment. Ethan took pleasure from their touch and pumped into Hannah’s mouth, as much as Noah would allow. Noah’s fingers met her lips on each forward drive of Ethan’s hips. She tilted her head to take more of Ethan’s dick inside her. Her sucking and Noah’s stroking took him to the edge in no time.
He trembled for them. Both reached a hand around him and grabbed his ass at the same time as if they’d planned the move. They squeezed his butt cheeks and drew him closer. Noah released Ethan, and Hannah swallowed him deep. Her throat closed around him, while Noah’s wandering fingers found Ethan’s asshole. Noah pushed them inside.
Ethan’s balls drew up, and his seed rushed down his length. “Aww, fuck.”
He yanked Hannah off him and tugged her to her feet, swallowing her gasp on a hard kiss. She wrapped her arms around his chest and her legs around his hips. She clung to him and accepted his wild loving.
Perfect. She was absolutely perfect. He would’ve told her, but words were beyond him. Lust ruled him. He lowered her to the ground. The softness of her robe met his hands. Noah must’ve spread it on the ground for them or Ethan had found it by luck. Either way, he settled Hannah on the material and poised himself over her, his cock at her entrance, ready to impale her.
She lifted her hips, urging him to fill her. He pressed a hand against her, holding her in place, and tore his mouth from hers. Her rough pants heated his lips, tempting him to devour her again.
“Tonight I’ll claim your body, Hannah. Tomorrow, I’ll own your soul. From now until the end of time, you’ll be mine.”
“Ethan. Yes, claim me. Now.” She rested her hand against his cheek and shifted under him, bathing the head of his cock with her arousal and showing him exactly what she wanted him to do.
He held her gaze and pushed into her. Her arousal helped ease his entry, but she was tight. Her body gripped him, both fighting his possession and holding him deep. He paused in his forward thrust to give her a moment to adjust. He focused on the sensations assaulting his body in an effort to hold on to his control. Tiny waves massaged the portion of his dick she held inside her core. The nails she pressed into his back and her breathy sounds added to the experience.
He hung his head, overwhelmed by the moment.
Noah grasped his chin and urged Ethan to look at him. His green-eyed gaze captured Ethan’s. Excitement and lust burned in its depths. Seeing his lover’s desire-ridden expression while Ethan was joined to Hannah aroused him, but that wasn’t all. It connected them. The three of them. It didn’t matter if only Ethan and Hannah were locked together. Noah was a part of their loving, sharing it with them.
“Take our female to heaven, Ethan. Show her ecstasy, the same you’ve given to me.”
Ethan opened his mouth slightly, needing Noah too. Noah took the invitation, kissing him slowly. He held still, enjoying Noah’s lips on his and the soft caresses of fingers against his skin. Hannah’s delicate ones swiped over his spine, while Noah’s roughened thumb stroked his jaw.
Noah moaned, deepening the kiss, and Ethan rocked into Hannah, ever so slightly so as not to hurt her. More of her arousal flowed around his cock, welcoming him, inviting him to drive his length home. He resisted the urge and moved shallowly, dipping only the head into her. She whimpered and writhed under him the longer he teased her. Each time she squirmed, his cock slid out of her warm center before dipping back into her.
Finally, Noah tore his mouth from Ethan’s. Noah didn’t say anything else. He didn’t have to speak. The look in his eyes conveyed everything. He loved Ethan. Wanted him happy. At the moment, Ethan knew exactly what would do that. Hannah. Loving her for the first time.
“Ethan.”
He glanced into her face. The same look of longing Noah wore was displayed in her expression. He brushed his thumb over the corner of her mouth. “Are you ready for more?”
“Yes.”
“Good, because so am I.”
His length throbbed, but he rocked into her little by little, exactly as Noah had said Ethan would in order to fill her. Every slow stroke took him a deeper until he was seated completely inside her body. His balls rested against her wet groin, and the head of his cock kissed the mouth of her womb.
Heaven. That was what she was to
him. His personal sanctuary.
“Hannah.” He dropped his head to her shoulder and breathed through the emotions overpowering him. “My Hannah.”
He didn’t know what else to say. Even I love you didn’t seem powerful enough. He licked her shoulder, and his fangs lengthened. A mating was impossible until after she matured. The full moon following her twenty-fifth birthday marked her entrance into shifter adulthood, opening a world of possibilities. It didn’t mean he couldn’t show her what his intentions were, what he couldn’t say.
That she was everything to him.
He clamped his mouth over her shoulder, pressing his fangs into her but not breaking her skin.
She went limp under him, and a shaky sigh escaped her. She didn’t remain passive for long, though. She slid her hand over the back of his head. His hair was too short for her to grip, but she pressed the blunt edges of her nails into his scalp. The possessiveness of the simple action stripped him raw. He was ready to come, and he hadn’t moved. They’d teased each other too much, for too long. Either that or he was simply too damn excited to be inside a woman.
His woman’s body.
He wanted to let go and fill her. Stubbornness and the desire to make their first time unforgettable, exactly as she’d asked, stopped him. He dragged his cock through her gripping center, then plunged deep. Her breath rushed out, and pleasure shot right to his balls. He bit a little harder over the tender spot on her shoulder and repeated the full thrust. Her core tightened around him. Tiny waves danced up his length. He pulled back, slipping his dick from her body, before the squeezing of her muscles took him over the edge.
Cool air bathed his cock. He shivered and drove back into her, needing her warmth, her touch, her passion. Simply needing her. He moaned around the flesh in his mouth, while she clutched him tighter and whimpered. The sound enflamed him. He’d always known it would, but hearing it while joined with her tripped something inside him.
Primitive instincts surfaced, ones he’d never experienced with Noah. Not better, not more powerful, but they were essential. Irresistible. He couldn’t fight them, nor did he want to. He released her shoulder and shifted over her, planting his elbows on either side of her body and giving him the angle he needed to fuck her. She widened her legs for him, and he slipped impossibly deeper.
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