James made a soft sound, and Evan pulled away enough for her to meet his intense gaze. "The only thing that upsets me, baby," he said softly, "is the idea of you being taken advantage of." He released her face, gently knocking James' hand out of the way and replacing it with his own.
"Hold her spread, James," Evan murmured, his gaze shifting down. The heat in his eyes as he looked at her was enough to make Camelia's pussy clench, and she squirmed a little in James' grip as he shifted, then grasped her inner thighs with his strong hands, holding her wide and open for Evan. It didn't matter that she was still wearing her leggings, that he couldn't actually see how wet she was at just their nearness.
She was still vulnerable, at the mercy of her Alphas and whatever they were going to do to prove their point.
"The idea of someone who has no right smelling you, knowing that this needy little pussy is so desperate for cock..." Evan shook his head, clenching his jaw for a moment before he continued. "Knowing that you're ours, and it's our job to fucking protect you...It drives me fuckinginsane."
With one quick movement, his other hand released her face and he grasped her leggings, tearing a wide hole in the fabric before Camelia could more than squeak in protest. She barely had the mental clarity to be embarrassed about her underwear, still sticky from the mid-day fuck between her and James, beforethose were torn clear off her body too and her pussy was exposed to Evan's glittering gaze.
"See?" His voice dropped to a seductive murmur as he pushed two fingers unceremoniously inside of her, curling them up against her g-spot as Camelia gasped, and then groaned. "You're fucking dripping for us, baby. So goddamned wet, and you can't fucking help it..."
She dug her nails into the back of James' hands where he held her spread so wide, and he chuckled into her ear as Evan's fingers slowly took her apart with gentle thrusts that pressed against her g-spot every time. "Don't fight him, sweetheart," he murmured, his lips still close to her ear. He shifted a little so that Camelia was nestled between his legs, and she felt the hard length of his cock press against her lower back with the movement.
"Please..." Camelia's voice was already so thready and desperate andbrokenthat she barely recognized herself. Still, she couldn't move, couldn't grind down against Evan's fingers like she wanted to because of how James held her.
James chuckled again, his cock twitching against her ass as she squirmed. "Think he can still feel me inside you, sweetheart? You didn't clean up, hmm?" He shook his head, nipping at her throat and pulling a moan out of her as he continued, "You wouldn't have. You're such a good girl, you would have wanted to feel me dripping out of you all fucking day."
"Is that right?" Evan's voice was low and throaty, and when Camelia's eyes fluttered a little to focus on him, the glaze of arousal clouding his blue eyes was nearly enough to undo her. "James fuck you nice and hard today, baby girl?"
Camelia nodded, her tongue heavy in her mouth as her head lolled back against James' shoulder. She had already lost the thread of the conversation that they had been having, too caughtup in the sensations of both men on either side of her and the way they smelled and sounded...
God, could they just stay in the house and fuck all day, every day for the rest of the year? Camelia could probably switch to online courses for the rest of her major's classes and the rest weren't reallythatimportant...
Her hips jerked as Evan slowly pulled his fingers out of her, and the tiny voice of reason in the back of her head, the one that hadn't quite been eradicated by arousal and need yet, whispered that the two of them might have a point. They were using her arousal against her, showing her how easily she could be manipulated by someone who knew how her hormones worked and what her body needed...
She needed them to protect her. It was true. There was only so much that she could do for herself. She needed her Alphas.
And she needed themnow.
"Evan..." She whimpered when he tapped her clit, teasing her with his wet fingertips. "Please..."
"Please what, baby?" Evan kissed her hard again before she could respond, their teeth clicking together as his fingers worked her clit in agonizing torment.
Camelia groaned, and James sank his teeth into the side of her neck as she squirmed in his grip again. The scent of her arousal, her hormones was thick in the air, and suddenly it didn't matter what conversation they had been having. She needed one of them inside of her, five minutes ago.
"Please...Evan...Alpha, please fuck me," she begged, her voice soft and pathetic. The burning ache of her skin as James sucked what was surely going to be a truly vicious hickey fell to the background, and Evan huffed out a breath against her cheek as his fingers stroked around her clit one more time.
"Anything you need, baby. You just have to ask."
Camelia was disoriented for a moment as Evan jerked her out of James' grip, pulling her to stand so that he could spin her around and bend her at the hips. The new position nearly faceplanted her in James' lap, and he wrapped his arms around her to help steady her as Evan kicked Camelia's legs wider. A moment later, his hard cock pushed inside her pussy in one satisfying thrust.
"Oh!" Camelia's breath punched out of her as Evan set a vicious pace, his hips slapping against her ass as his fingers dug into her hips. She groaned, the position ramming his cock against her g-spot with every thrust and making pleasure spark behind her closed eyelids.
"There you go, sweetheart. Nice and full, hmm?" James grasped her chin and pulled her up, their lips meeting as she steadied herself with a firm grip on his thighs. Evan wasn't going easy on her, his cock shoving her forward a little with each thrust, and James swallowed each of her moans with his mouth as one of his hands fisted in her hair.
"Fuck...fuck..." Camelia let out a desperate whine, her legs trembling at the onslaught of sensation as Evan's fingers dug into her hips, holding her steady as he fucked her. She would have little fingerprint-shaped bruises there the next day, but she didn'tcare.
Not when she was getting her Alpha's cock the way she needed it. Exactly how she wanted it.
Camelia slid her hand to the side, her mind fuzzing with arousal and need as James pressed tender kisses to her face, fragmenting her attention from the truly vicious fucking that Evan was giving her. Her fingers had barely brushed against the rigid length of his cock, still trapped in his jeans, before he captured her hand and held it against his chest, his grip tightening in her hair as he murmured, "Not right now, sweetheart. Pay attention. Learn the lesson."
Camelia's mind protested, her fingers itching to touch James. He was her Alpha too, she neededbothof them to know how much she wanted them, needed them, needed everything that they were giving her...
But Evan leaned close, pressing his chest against her back as he released her hip and reached under her, his fingers working her clit hard and fast. "Who do you belong to, baby?" he growled. "Whose pussy is this?"
His cock slammed against her g-spot with each thrust, tearing a ragged moan out of Camelia's throat as she clenched down on him. She was already so worked up, so wet and so fuckingclose...
"Yours," she choked, whimpering as her hand clenched into a fist on James' chest. "Both of yours. Please, God, Evan,Alpha..."
