CHAPTER THIRTEEN || DANIEL #2
But he still waited for me to nod—dazed and disbelieving—before he did it.
Where Lee had been slow and deliberate with me, Hunter was a storm of sensation.
He pulled me close to him, until our bodies were crushed together, and kissed me with a desperation that left me breathless.
It was hot and fierce and even a little rough, his teeth catching my lower lip, his free hand cupping my ass possessively.
I gasped helplessly against his mouth, and he swallowed the sound, deepening the kiss, his tongue sliding against mine, forcing me into submission.
Lee’s hands settled on my shoulders from behind. His lips found the curve of my neck and pressed there—warm, open-mouthed, unhurried. The contrast between Lee’s patience and Hunter’s urgency made my knees buckle. My cock was aching, begging for friction.
“Bed,” I managed, against Hunter’s mouth.
The mattresses were still pushed together from last night. Hunter towed me across the cabin, stripped my shirt off like it was on fire, and then pulled me down onto the mattresses, and Lee followed after us.
Hunter’s shirt came off, too—yanked over his head by Lee.
My borrowed sweatpants and underwear disappeared while I was kissing Hunter—also Lee’s doing.
Then he stripped himself with efficient movements until he was naked, all while Hunter’s hands mapped the terrain of my body, his callused palms sliding over my ribs, my stomach, the jut of my hip.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Hunter said roughly, his mouth at my throat. “I’ve been going out of my mind.”
“Yes,” Lee agreed, his gaze intent on my body as if committing every inch of me to memory.
Hunter’s mouth slid down to my nipples—which had always been sensitive and he knew it. He took them one after the other in his mouth, teasing with his tongue. My cock was hard and aching, dripping precum on my belly, and my breath came as gasps of pure need.
Then, out of nowhere, warm wetness enveloped my cock, causing me to let out a low, startled sound.
My gaze flicked down and I found that Lee had taken me in his mouth, all the way down to the hilt.
The sight of him, bobbing up and down on me, combined with the sensation of Hunter teasing my nipples with his tongue was almost too much.
A pleasure that was just this side of pain.
But I needed more. I needed Lee inside of me.
And then Hunter, their masculine bodies crushing me into the mattress, their movements devastating and sweet, taking me apart thrust by thrust. I needed to watch them come undone with the pleasure of being inside of me, to watch the animalistic light enter those beautiful green eyes as the pleasure became too much, the way I had so many times before.
Then, as if he could tell exactly what I was feeling—what I needed—Lee took my legs in his hands and rolled my hips back, exposing my entrance.
I didn’t see what happened next, because Hunter moved back up to kiss me again, his mouth rough and demanding against mine. But I felt it—Lee’s breath warm against my skin. Then his tongue against me, on the most sensitive part of my body, laving against my entrance, softening it.
I let out a whimper that Hunter captured greedily with his mouth, silencing me with another kiss.
Lee’s tongue speared into me, reminding me of how desperately I needed this—to be entered, to be taken. To have the firm weight of him—them—on top of me, taking me apart one thrust at a time, one after the other. I let out another whimper against Hunter’s lips.
Then Hunter pulled back and straddled my face while Lee worked on my hole. Hunter lined up his gorgeous cock—thicker and longer than mine, with a curve at the end—with my mouth. His eyes met mine, dark with want.
“Open your mouth,” he commanded.
With a thrill of anticipation, I did. And then he fed me his length, rutting into me, his eyes rolling up into the back of his head as his weight pinned me in place. The feel of his hard, thick cock sliding down my throat was almost enough to shatter me then and there.
I was so full of Hunter—locked in the mesmerizing sensation of being filled up by him—that I hardly even noticed when Lee pulled away and the weight shifted on the mattress. A few moments later, his weight returned and I heard the snick of a plastic cap opening.
Lee pulled my legs back again—one-handed this time, using his forearm behind my knees, I was pretty sure, even if I couldn’t see what he was doing—and forced my hips to roll back, revealing my now softened hole.
Then his fingers, slick with lube, were on my entrance as Hunter steadily drove himself into my mouth.
I had a moment of fear—it had been a long time, after all.
What if Lee wasn’t gentle with me? It subsided when Lee slid one digit in, hooking it slightly so he could find the pleasure spot inside of me.
Very deliberately, he rubbed it back and forth with the pad of his finger.
From around Hunter’s thickness, I let out a strangled moan.
Hunter pulled off, settling next to me on the bed to give me space.
It left me gasping and empty. His green eyes were blazing, and his lips were parted with desire as he stared down at me.
“This isn’t the time to be agreeable, Daniel.
We can stop now, if you need. You’re in control here. Do you want this?”
I nodded wildly, breathless and barely able to speak.
“We need you to use your words,” Hunter growled.
“Yes. Please,” I begged. “Both of you.”
“We can use a condom,” Lee offered, sliding a second finger into me and causing another whimper of need to escape my lips.
His eyes were locked onto me, as if searching my face for any signs of discomfort.
“If you want. Like Hunter said, you’re in control of this situation, Daniel.
Nothing will happen here that you don’t want. ”
I tried to make my brain work, to process what he was saying.
Wolves couldn’t catch or transmit diseases.
Besides, their only sexual partner had ever been me.
And vice versa. There was no need for protection.
And as for the other part—I could hardly believe he was capable of such gentleness, not after everything.
And I wanted it. I wanted it all. I wanted them to breed me. To make me belong to them, to make my body submit to them. To both of them.
“Don’t,” I moaned, my fingers clawing into the sheets as he slid a third finger into me. “You don’t need to. I want to feel all of you—both of you. With no barriers.”
“Fuck,” Hunter whispered, his gaze glued to my face as his twin loosened me up with his fingers. “Daniel, you’re so beautiful.”
His eyes gleamed strangely when he said that, reflecting the light the way an animal’s would. His inner wolf was out, watching me. Wanting me.
I took him in my mouth again, setting the pace this time.
Hunter rewarded me with a low, strangled groan, throwing his head back.
Lee settled between my thighs and positioned my legs over his shoulders. Hunter’s gaze was locked onto my face as I worked his cock with my mouth. Lee lined himself up with me and then I felt the hot, hard head of his thick cock against my entrance.
I had only a moment of trepidation—it had been two years—before he eased himself inside of me.
He was gentler and slower than I might’ve expected, but the mingled pain and pleasure at being entered—at being filled for another man’s pleasure—was enough to make me whimper again, around Hunter’s thick cock.
Lee went slowly, sliding into me with a low, satisfied groan. The pain subsided almost immediately, until it was just a delicious feeling of fullness as my body stretched to accommodate his length.
“Are you doing okay? We can stop if it hurts,” Lee breathed.
Hunter pulled back again so that I could answer.
“I’m good,” I gasped. “Keep going. I want it.”
Lee and Hunter traded a hungry look.
Then Lee began thrusting in and out of me, causing my breath to leave my body in sharp gasps as he hit my pleasure spot over and over again with a deliberate pace that seemed designed to make me come completely fucking undone at the seams.
I took Hunter between my lips again and worked him with my mouth, taking him as far down my throat as he would go, while Lee took me apart.
“I’m close,” Lee ground out. It might’ve been minutes or hours later. Time had stopped meaning anything.
I eased off Hunter long enough to say, “Don’t pull out.”
“Fuck,” Hunter growled, as my mouth slid over his cock again. He reached out to squeeze my nipple gently, causing violent shockwaves of pleasure to tear through me.
Inside of me, Lee’s cock swelled. He let out a groan, his eyes rolling back, burying himself all the way to the hilt. Delicious warmth spread through me a moment later.
“My turn,” Hunter growled.
Lee pulled out of me gently, but I still winced at the feeling of emptiness. Then Hunter was between my legs.
He slid fully into me in one go, causing me to let out another moan of pleasure. Lee had loosened me so thoroughly that there was no pain at all, only the bliss of being filled by another man. By Hunter.
Lee moved to lie down beside me on the bed. “I love you,” he breathed.
Before I could reply, he pulled me in for a long, languid kiss. Hunter’s grip on my thighs tightened and his thrusts became more demanding, his skin slapping against mine as he pulled almost all the way out of me before driving back in.
I let out gasping whimper after gasping whimper.
Like his twin, Lee’s mouth swallowed every sound I made. Then his kiss turned hungry, filled with need and desire. Between the two of them, all rational thought was gone, leaving me a sweaty, used mess, a puddle of pure pleasure and fucked-out bliss.
Hunter came with a sharp groan. “Oh fuck!”
He gripped my hips and drove himself as deep as he could go, his whole body bucking with his pleasure. More warmth as Hunter’s seed filled me as well.
Lee took me in his hand. My cock was hard and dripping with precum, aching for release.