Camelia shook her head. "I'm fucking sure." Her voice was a little breathier, and she could tell that it wasn't going to be much longer before she couldn't think, couldn't focus, couldn'tbreathebeyond how much she needed them. "Don't ask again, Evan. Just make me yours. Mate me."
James groaned at her declaration. "She's sure, Ev. God, she's fucking sure. She wants us." He leaned forward and sealed his lips around Camelia's clit, sucking the sensitive bud between his teeth and making Camelia let out a long, low whine. She throbbed and clenched, and James' fingers teased at her entrance before pushing inside.
"So fucking wet, sweetheart. God, I fucking love you," he growled, his fingers pumping shallow and slow. Barely enough to do more than tease, but it was enough. Enough to make the desire inside of Camelia flare hot, and burn away any lingeringawareness that she had of the outside world, of the lives that they had outside of this room.
Evan groaned softly, kissing her neck one more time before gently pulling away from her. Camelia lay back against the bed, barely aware of Evan stripping naked behind her. James was too distracting, the way that his tongue flicked and teased her clit, and the wet sounds of his fingers as they slid slowly in and out of her pussy.
Her fingers wound through his hair, tugging him closer, and the growl that he let out vibrated through her sensitive tissues, making her clench around his fingers. "Please..." she breathed.
"Up, baby girl." Evan gently wrapped his hand around the back of her neck, urging her until she sat up again and he could settle behind her, dropping something on the bed beside them. James leaned back, his lips shining with her wetness, his eyes burning into her as Evan murmured, "Up, James. Strip."
James stood, quickly divesting himself of his clothes as Evan held Camelia, his fingers teasing her sensitive nipple. He plucked at the tender bud, making her arch her back in offer as James crawled onto the bed in front of her, sliding his hands up her spread thighs.
"Love you," he breathed. His eyes flicked from Camelia, over her shoulder to Evan, and she knew that he was talking to both of them.
"I love you too." Camelia reached for him, and he surged forward, pressing their lips together in a deep kiss. Their teeth clicked together with the aggression of it, and it was fucking perfect. What Camelia wanted, what sheneededfrom her Alphas.
"Lay down, James. Climb on top of him, baby. I want to watch his cock stretch your pretty cunt before I take your ass." Evan's voice was a low growl in her ear, and his fingers tightened on her nipple in a cruel grip before he released her.
James nipped at her lower lip one more time before he pulled away, letting Camelia gasp in a breath, and he obeyed the order, laying back on the bed and staring at Camelia with heated eyes.
"Come here, love," he said softly. He wrapped his hand around the base of his cock as she watched, and Camelia groaned before she crawled over him.
"Please, Alpha," she whimpered. The new position let the firm head of James' cock rub through her slick folds, an endless tease, and she groaned softly as he thrust along her entrance a few more times. Teasing her, giving her no quarter when she tried to rise up and impale herself on him.
"Patience, sweetheart," he chided gently, though his voice was strained. His pupils were so big that the gray was a mere sliver around them, and she shook her head, pressing down harder, only succeeding in teasing herself more.
"Don't wanna. Want you inside me..."
Evan chuckled behind them, his fingers brushing over her ass. "Poor thing. So needy already."
Camelia leaned down, pressing open-mouthed kisses to James’ throat, her stomach clenching at the low groan that he let out. His cock twitched between her legs, and she was rewarded with one of his hands steadying her hip, the other pressing his cock up, and then guiding her down his length with one smooth motion.
"Oh...fuck, there you go, sweetheart. So fucking wet..." James groaned softly, and Camelia moaned happily as she finally settled, his cock as deep inside of her as it would go. In the back of her mind, she was deeply aware of Evan's eyes on the two of them, fixed between their legs on the intimate joining, and she clenched, whimpering as her clit throbbed at the thought.
"Good girl," Evan murmured. His hand slid lower, one of his fingers pressing in her pussy alongside James' cock beforeCamelia could do more than breathe. "Such a needy pussy, all stuffed full and stretched with cock."
As quickly as he had pushed it inside of her, Evan pulled his finger out, and Camelia moaned softly as James started to roll his hips, fucking her gently. The motion was slow and smooth, just enough to remind her how fucking good the stretch of his cock felt, and she barely reacted when there was the soft snap of a bottle opening, and then Evan's slick fingers prodded at her asshole.
"Relax for me, baby. There you go, good girl..." He continued to croon soft words of encouragement at her as he pressed one finger inside of her. Camelia barely resisted, the sensation of fingers in her ass familiar at this point. The stretch quickly faded into pleasure, and she couldn't stop herself from rolling her hips into both of them, fucking herself on James' cock and Evan's fingers.
"Good, yeah, there you go. Fuck my fingers, you're opening up so good for me..." A second finger joined the first in her ass, and Camelia whimpered as James' cock nudged against her g-spot. She was already making a mess, leaking out around his cock as he fucked her, and Evan hissed out a breath as Camelia's hips jerked, taking his fingers in as far as they would go.
"More," she whimpered. "Please, Alpha, more..."
Her mind was a fog now, her heat hormones firmly in control, and she whined softly when Evan pulled his fingers out of her. She barely had time to be sad about the emptiness that yawned inside of her, though, because a second later, Evan moved, the broad head of his cock pressing firmly against her asshole.
"I can't say no to you, baby," Evan murmured. His hand pressed firmly against her lower back, holding her in place with James' cock buried deep inside of her as he started to push forward. The stretch was more intense, burning just the slightest bit before the discomfort faded, and the wide head of his cockpressed past the muscle. The three of them groaned in unison, and James started fucking her again as Evan pressed deeper.
"Fuck, yes...Alpha..." Camelia sank her teeth into James' shoulder as Evan pressed all the way home, his hips hot against her ass, muffling the groan that she let out at being so. Fucking. Full.
"I thought that we were supposed to be doing the biting, sweetheart," James gritted out, amusement and arousal clear in his voice in equal measure. He slid his hand into her hair and gripped, gently pulling until Camelia disengaged her teeth from his skin, and when she looked at him, he was flushed. Hot. So fucking turned on.
God, she fucking loved him. Loved them. Loved her men, her Alphas.
And she wanted them to Mate her.
Evan thrust one more time, the motion smooth, before he stilled, pressing his lips against Camelia's ear, his skin hot against her back. "Gonna take you, now, baby girl. Make you ours."
