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My hands move from his shoulders to fist in his long hair, holding his mouth to my throat. “Do it,” I hiss out. “Bite me.”
Conall groans, the vibrations running through my body. Still holding me tightly, he shifts on the mattress until his back is against the headboard. But he doesn’t bite me. His hands move back to my hips, lifting me up and slamming me back down. A cry escapes me, and my nails dig into the back of his neck.
“You wanted to ride me, mate…” his hand smacks my ass, “… then ride.”
I begin to move, sliding up his length before dropping down to take him deep. As my legs begin to burn, I circle my hips, rubbing my clit against his pelvis.
A low growl rumbles in his chest before he lowers his head and closes his lips around my nipple, sucking hard.
Gods, this is exactly what I needed.
My head falls back as Conall sucks and bites my nipples, landing against a hard chest. My eyes fly open, and I stare up at Hunter. His expression is hot and predatory. The affable woodsman is gone again, and the dominant lover is in his place.
He wraps my braid around his fist and tilts my head to one side. His hold borders on painful, but when his lips drop to the side of my neck, the caress is gentle. A light caress.
I pant as a shiver runs through my body. The juxtaposition of Conall’s rough lips and tongue and Hunter’s kiss on my throat is nearly overwhelming. Reality fades until my entire existence is immersed in the way the two of them play with my body.
As Hunter’s lips and tongue travel across my throat, the tips of his fingers coast down my spine, tracing each bump and dip. When he reaches the base of my spine, Conall cups the cheeks of my ass in both hands and pulls them apart, baring me to Hunter.
My entire body heats with a mixture of arousal and trepidation.
I’ve taken lovers there before, but never with another man already inside me. I’m not sure I’ll be able to handle it.
Hunter’s finger traces over my back entrance, featherlight, as his lips move to the shell of my ear. “I want to take you here.”
My breath stutters. I want to try, but the potential for pain makes me hesitate.
“I’ll be gentle, and we can stop if you wish,” he murmurs.
I turn my head and lift my face to kiss him. “All right. Slowly.”
Hunter’s lips close over mine, nibbling and sucking. Just when I begin to relax into it, Conall’s teeth nip my breast, and I yelp into Hunter’s mouth.
When he releases my mouth, he looks down at Conall. “I need you to lie flat.”
My wolf nods, ready to do whatever I need, and shifts down on the bed so he’s stretched out on the mattress beneath me. The new angle presses his length even deeper, and I can’t hold back a moan.
I’m about to roll my hips, when a hand presses between my shoulder blades, bending me over Conall.
My wolf cups my face and kisses me, his hips rocking beneath me in a slow rhythm that’s almost a tease. I want to whimper, to beg for more but Hunter moves behind me, opening the drawer next to the bed.
The sound of a cork popping free echoes behind me, then a cool stream of oil trickles between my cheeks, making my ass slippery.
I gasp at the sensation, my nipples growing harder against Conall’s chest. Conall growls when I clench around his cock, and he spreads my ass in offering once again.
Hunter glides his fingers from my tailbone down to my hole, spreading the oil and massaging it into my skin. Then he works the tip of one slippery finger into me, pushing it past the tight ring of muscle. I squirm at the strange feeling, but as he begins to stroke inside me, working the digit deeper and deeper, the tightness melts into pleasure.
“That feels good, doesn’t it?” he murmurs, leaning over me to press a kiss to my shoulder. “Ready to take another for me?”
I nod, moving my hips back. I’m ready for more.
“What do you think, Conall? Is she ready for both of us?” Hunter asks.
“Yes.” The gold of his irises is merely a thin ring around his wide pupils.
His wolf’s attention on me is that of a desire to devour me. To own me.
I shiver between them, feeling overwhelmed but desperate. I want them to fill me. Fuck me. Make me come.