I already knew I had an exhibitionist kink. Something the three of us clearly have in common.
“Well?” I demand.
“Well?” Azuran echoes, twisting to prop on one elbow.
“Did you like what you saw?”
Vulf’s wolf ears twitch. Azuran’s aurora eyes darken. The entire room seems to tilt on its axis.
“Immensely,” Azuran purrs.
His voice is like whiskey. Smooth yet rugged, and liable to make my clothes suddenly disappear. I squirm against the pressure building between my legs.
A thump and a whimper. Vulf is human-passing again. Fur peeks from his neck and back. His mouth is pulled back in a snarl, the sweetness that was in his eyes gone in favor of something more predatory. He’s the cutest little wolfboy I’ve ever seen, wolfish ears standing stalk-straight on the top of his head, heavy tail wagging against the floor.
“If you’re human-ing for me,” I gesture at his face and torso. “Don’t.”
There’s a wet spot growing on the lavender sheet wrapped around his waist, and I recall the way his cock glistened when I awoke to the sounds of a sloppy bj. Covered in a layer of icing, exactly the type of sweet treat I crave.
Growling commands my attention. In full werewolf glory, Vulf towers over me, surveying me like prey to be devoured.
I should be afraid.
Light fingers brush my cheek. Without thinking, I lean into them, allowing Azuran to tilt my chin his way. His touch is electric. The shiny surface of his skin dances with color, refracting like a prism in the rain.
“Immensely, little doe. You take cock like a goddess, all those pretty, willing holes, truly a queen among paupers. My wolf here could not keep his paws off me whenever you spread those lush thighs, and oh, what a pretty cunt.”
My face heats unbearably. Out of the corner of my eye, the fae woman watches me from the mirror. At her feet lay a werewolf in all his furry glory, clutching the towel like he means to strangle the appendage hiding beneath. Beside her, the wizened wizard of every girl’s dream. The three of them look damn good together.
Vulf groans, the sound ending in a strained howl. “Azure, please. Look at her face! She’s terrified. Give her a moment of peace.”
I meet Azuran’s gaze in the mirror. His perfectly trimmed mustache quirks to one side in a snarky smirk that makes me eager to do reckless things, and I know he’s aware my blush isn’t caused by fear.
“All right, my love.” Azuran rolls onto his elbow and reaches for me, slowly, looping a lock of green hair around his finger. “I'llgive you space for now, but hear this. You are perfect, and we've enjoyed every second of you.”
My mouth drops open, but no sound escapes.
“Soothe our little doe, Stormy. I’ll fetch us some drinks.” With that, Azuran breezes out the door with all the grace of a primordial Wizard Daddy.
Leaving me alone with a giant werewolf watching me like I’m a snack on legs. A timid snack with legs ready to bolt at one wrong move.
It’s glaringly obvious Vulf wants to touch me, but he doesn’t. He sits there, staring, clutching his impressive bulge, making that comforting rattle.
“What is that sound?” I blurt.
“Why? Does it…help?”
He evaded my question, but his hopeful expression makes me want to tell the truth. “Yeah, it does.”
Vulf’s tongue flops out between excited huffs. It’s so endearing, I have the urge to reach out and scratch below his ear. I catch myself before acting on it.
“Then you really are…” He trails off. His tail thumps the floor a few times. “It’s my purr. I’m glad it helps.”
Vulf lifts his knees and hooks his elbows around them, and it takes every ounce of my willpower not to pout over losing sight of his erection’s outline.
His purr winds around me like bondage rope. I need him closer. I bite my lip and pat the bed next to me.
His gaze flits between my eyes, my mouth, and the spot beside me. I guess I win, because he’s on the bed beside me in the next blink, the sheet slipping down his hips for a luxurious glimpse at furry, sculpted buns. Fur everywhere. Even the many ridges and planes of his chiseled abs, of which I count at least ten. His arms and torso loosely resemble a man’s, but there’s nosemblance of humanity in his face. At the end of a long snout, his nose is at least the size of my palm. This motherfucker is huge.
