As if against my own will, my gaze snapped to the writhing bodies. Lorcan and Ronan were two separate wolves, but they moved in throbbing sync around Amanda, their eyes glowing brightly under the dim lights. Lorcan thrust up into her from below with his hands on her hips. Meanwhile, Ronan pulled at her shoulders, arching her back so that her bottom stayed high in the air as he thrust into her from behind. Amanda's sounds were ones I'd never heard before.
“I’m imagining how it will be when you beg your kings to claim you," the Pirate murmured against my ear as I watched.
“I wouldnever,” I whispered, scandalized. Even as the weird tingling sensation pooled lower, accompanied by a strange tightening in my lower belly.
Disgust. So much disgust. But for some reason, I didn't feel like throwing up, and had a strange urge to rub my legs together.
"Something's happening! Something's happening!"
Amanda's cries pulled me out of my confused thoughts about the odd feelings happening inside of me.
“Can’t stop it! Can’t stop it! It’s coming. I’m —
She abruptly cut off with a choked whimper, and her entire body flushed red as she let out a long moan.
"Jayzus Christ, you're killing me," Lorcan said below her.
"Me as well," Ronan grunted. "She's so tight around my —" He, too, suddenly stopped talking.
But he roared, tightening his hands around Amanda's shoulders as his entire body began to quake behind her.
I had seen just enough animal husbandry to know what was happening. Ronan was releasing. Releasing his seed inside Amanda's back hole!
And for reasons I couldn't begin to understand, his release made Amanda moan even louder, her entire face lighting up with what appeared to be unadulterated — but in no way pure — pleasure.
Eventually, they quieted down, and Ronan pulled out of her back hole with a wet pop. "There, my first part is done. Now it's down to you and Lorcan."
Amanda collapsed onto Lorcan’s wide chest like something deflating after having a plug pulled out. But Lorcan kept on going, switching from thrusting up to moving her hips back and forth over his staff.
Until.
“What’s that?” Amanda’s eyes suddenly popped wide open, and her body went rigid. “What’s happening? Oh, my wolf, what’s happening?! Ah!Ahh!”
“Ssh,ár ngrá, all is well,” Ronan, who'd repositioned himself into a crouch beside Amanda and Lorcan, assured her. He stroked her back, and his gentle voice was a surprising contrast to his roughtaking just a moment ago. “Your other mate is knotting inside of you in the way of the wolf. Then it will be my turn to do the same.”
Do the same?
Amanda looked just as horrified as me. But she couldn’t answer Ronan. Her face had become a complete rictus, with her mouth pulled back so wide, I’d think she was smiling if her eyes weren’t flashing so wild and crazed.
And then she started screaming. "What is that? What is that?"
Once again, I tried to lunge forward.
And once again, the Pirate King's hands tightened around my arms, keeping me right where I was.
“Hold.” His soft command filled my ear as I struggled to get free.
“But he’s hurting her!”
“I promise you, he is not.” The heavy thing against my back pulsed as he addressed my fear with a calm tone.
But I could clearly see that wasn’t true. Amanda pressed both palms into Lorcan's chest and jerked her hips in a frantic up motion that should have unseated her.
But it didn't.
"It won't let me get off," she cried out as she kept trying and failing to lift her hips. "What is it?"
On the floor, Lorcan's eyes rolled. “By the wolf, Ronan, it’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before. She’s gripping so tight. It’s the sweetest pain I’ve ever known.”
