Holt screwed two fingers inside me and I bucked against them, trying to take him deeper, but the soft restraints limited my movement. “She’s eager to know what it would be like.” He bent his head and flicked his tongue over my clit at the same time as he stroked his fingers against my inner wall.
Close.
Oh, God, I was so close!
“You want to come, sweetheart?” he crooned.
“Yes!” I wasn’t sure if I shouted, but the word seemed to echo around the room.
“Please, Holt.”
“Aw fuck, she’s saying my name,” my sexy lover lamented. He pumped his fingers a little faster, giving me exactly what I needed.
“Yes!” I yelped.
But then he stopped and just rubbed my clit. “I don’t know, though. It feels like we are close to getting a confession out of her.”
“Coercion!” I yelped. “I have rights.”
“Maybe we should read them to her.” Holt returned to pumping his fingers a few times while I thrashed against my bonds.
“You have the right to be fucked,” Theo said, drawing his cock out of his pants and slowly pumping his fist over it. “You can choose whether it’s easy or hard, and in which tight hole you want to take our dicks.”
I turned my head to face that thick, hard shaft, opening my lips in an invitation.
He settled on his knees on the bed and shifted closer to my face. “You have the right to suck my cock.”
I stuck my tongue out, showing I was ready. He carefully fed the tip into my mouth and groaned loudly. I tasted a drip of his salty essence.
“You have the right to screw a sheriff and a DEA agent at the same time.”
I smiled around his cock.
“You also have the right to screw them individually.”
Holt slid his fingers out and also climbed over me, unzipping his pants.
Thank God. I was finally going to get what I needed. I swirled my tongue along the underside of the head of Theo’s cock.
“You have the right to safe sex,” Theo said.
“Got it right here,” Holt announced.
“He’s showing you his condom,” Theo said, because he was blocking my view. “If you give up that right, you should know that we are both clean.”
Holt rubbed the head of his sheathed cock along my slit, which was sopping and swollen and so very ready to welcome him in. He sank in easily, and a shudder of pleasure ran through me.
Hell yes. Please, please, please yes. I was so ready.
“She thinks she’s going to come,” Holt said.
Alarm bells went off.
He pulled back out.
Theo also pulled out of my mouth. “What’s the magic word, sweetheart?”
“Don’t fuck with me!” I shouted, pulling against my bonds. I was out of my mind with need by this point.
Both men chuckled. “She’s so fierce. I love that about her,” Holt said.
“Mmm-hmm. The way she held that rifle on us earlier? So hot,” Theo agreed.
“No, no, no, no.” I tossed my head because it was the only body part I could freely move. “I am not happy with you right now.”
Thankfully, Holt pushed back in. “Is this what you need, sweetheart?”
The pleasure was even more intense than the first time he penetrated me. In fact, nothing had felt so right in my entire life.
“Yes!” I shouted. “Holt, don’t you dare stop again.”
“Aw, sweetheart. You do like it, then? Ready to commit?”
“It’s not like you can’t change your mind later,” Theo offered.
I didn’t know why they were so intent on wringing this commitment out of me, but I was too mindless with need to argue further. “Okay!” I shouted. “Yes!”
“Yes, we’re exclusive?” Theo prompted.
“Yes! Totally. Please don’t stop.”
Holt let out an animal-like growl and thrust with more force.
“Yes!” I shouted.
“Take Theo in your mouth,” Holt instructed, reminding me of my second lover beside me.
I turned my face once more and opened my lips, sticking my tongue out to usher him in.
He cradled the side of my face as he fed his length into me, careful not to choke me, watching closely for my reaction. I sucked hard and he squeezed his eyes closed and groaned. “It feels so good, Holt.”
“I know,” Holt grunted, picking up speed. “She’s incredible.”
I felt incredible. I may have been the one tied to the bed, but these two men made me feel like a queen. I’d never had so much attention in my life, and I was already buzzing, flying high from the entire evening. But nothing—nothing would ever compare to sex like this.
I thought I would orgasm immediately after waiting for so long, but it felt so good, so right, that we rode it out for a while. Holt cycled through from slow to fast, nuanced to hard thrusts several times, while Theo groaned and shook, close to coming in my mouth.
“Are you ready, sweetheart?” Holt asked when I started to cry out at a pitch that couldn’t be ignored.
I couldn’t speak around Theo’s cock, but I moaned in reply.
This time, he didn’t deny me. He thrust in hard and fast. His movements moved my head, creating friction over Theo’s cock, too.
All three of us groaned as if in pain and ecstasy at the same time.
“You ready, Theo?”
“Fuck, yeah.”
“Me too,” Holt panted. He drove in again and again, harder and harder, pushing all three of us to the crest of the highest pleasure mountain I’d ever climbed.
“I’m coming!” he shouted, his movements so forceful, they bounced us up and down on the bed.
“So am I.” Theo pulled out and jerked his cock with his fist, spilling his seed all over my breasts at the same time as Holt buried himself deep between my legs and came. The moment he stopped moving, my orgasm ripped through me, my muscles clamping down and squeezing around his cock, milking it for every last drop of his seed.
Theo untied one of my wrists and I reached around to grab Holt’s ass and hold him in tight as ripple after ripple of pleasure coursed through me.
It was delicious.
So well-deserved, on all our parts, in my humble opinion.
I felt insanely satisfied. Happy. Overjoyed, really, as the pleasure hormones coursed through my veins.
I wanted nothing more than to fall asleep between these two big strong men. Sweaty, naughty, and oh so satisfied. But I didn’t want to answer questions from my dad about whom I’d been out with, so eventually I forced myself to climb out of bed, get dressed, kiss my lovers goodbye, and head home.
7
THEO
Holt and I both wanted Ali to spend the night, but of course we understood. We’d just met. Sure, I might have just had the most incredible sexual experience of my life—my wolf agreed, although knew it would only be better when I could sink my dick and my teeth into her—but she was human. Had a woman’s perspective on dating. Fucking. Not a she-wolf’s. Still, after she was gone, my wolf went crazy because we hadn’t marked her. She’d left! She’d driven away and we couldn’t stop her, even if we knew her family’s property was being used for meth making. It went against every professional, personal, and shifter instinct I had to let her do so but while Bob Jenkins was an asshole, I didn’t think he’d hurt his daughter. There was no indication from Ali that her father was a threat to her, or that she was afraid of her own place. If there was one whiff of trouble, Holt and I would kidnap her ourselves, lawmen or not.