Goddess yes.
He slid in another and curled them. Her hips rocked harder against his hands, fucking the long digits and spreading her juices as she dripped with need.
“Adonis,” she moaned.
“Do you need me, mate?”
“Yes.”
He pressed a third finger into her pussy, biting on her nipple at the same time. Fabiana jerked at the sensation and arched her back.
“How much?”
“Fuck me.”
“Right here? With all these people?”
“Adonis, if you don’t get your cock inside me right now–”
“What will you do,pequeña? Whatcanyou do?”
He withdrew his fingers and put them to his mouth, her essence gleaming in the subtle lighting as he licked every drop of it away.
“What will you do?”
Fabiana leapt at him and clawing at the material guarding what she needed most in that moment. Exposing his cock and taking it in her hands, she purred when she felt the heat radiating from his swollen flesh.
“Turn around and grab the edge of the viewing box.”
She ignored him.
He gripped her arms and placed them at her sides, stopping her from reaching for him. “I won’t ask again.”
She turned and placed her hands shoulder-width apart on the rim in front of her.
“Good girl.”
Still seated on the couch, Adonis adjusted her position, bending her forward with her legs open wide. Then he gripped her hips and pulled her back toward him. From this angle, Fabiana had to let him take her weight off her feet. When he finally allowed her to sit, his length slid deep inside her heat.
Fabiana’s eyes rolled back and she let out a low moan. “Oooooh.”
“Mierda.”
Adonis gripped her thighs, forcing them wider as he used them to move her up and down his shaft in rhythm with the music around them. He took his time, easily maneuvering her quivering form any which way he pleased.
Fabiana held on for dear life, letting her mate fuck her from behind while many of their pack sat in front of them on the floor. Their box was elevated and no one could see inside, but anyone who looked would know what they were doing.
She didn’t fucking care.
And they didn’t seem to either.
Couples all over the room were in varying states of undress, shielded by dividers between their tables and booths. This entire event was for this, to foster touch and connection without the sharing of mates or singles who would be hurt in the process.
The Moonstone had found a way to be more like the wolves within their souls.
“Do you see it now,pequeña? Your pack are here with you, welcoming you and trusting you to welcome them as well. Lift you voice so they can hear.”
Adonis slammed into her, wringing a scream from deep within her throat.
