7. The Seven - Panther & Wolf #3
“Her sweet pussy looks hungry, drooling for our cocks.” Archie growls low in his throat, his cock rubbing aggressively against my opening.
“Get in me!” I push my hips back, making his cockhead slip inside a little.
Archie groans as he dips into my pussy in a slow, long thrust making me choke on Silas’s girth.
“Come here, Kitten.” Silas says gruffly and lifts up my head, sliding his big frame below me on the soft carpet. He places a hard kiss on my mouth and nudges my core with his cock. Archie pauses his thrusts for a moment as Silas slides in and both stretch me to the fullest extent.
“Ok, sweetheart?” Archie strokes my spine and I wriggle my hips to take them in deeper, my pussy tingling and feeling the burn at the same time.
“Kitten, look at you taking us so well. I’m going to fuck you so hard.
” Silas praises as he rubs his thumb back and forth against my soft clit, making me whimper.
They wait until I’ve adjusted to their size, then start sliding in and out at the same time, making me delirious with pleasure.
I cry out several times when they hit my sweet spot, raining praises as kisses on my skin.
I lick Silas’s angular jaw, biting when he rams me too hard.
The three of us move in tandem and Archie starts plunging his fingers into the tight ring of muscles again.
When he can fit three fingers, he slips out of my pussy and slowly sinks into my ass.
A loud groan spills from him as he leans, resting his forehead on my shoulder.
Silas slides into my pussy impossibly deeper with the added room.
I lay sandwiched between my hot-as-hellfire husbands, all of us breathing raggedly.
I swivel my hips, grinding on them. They start thrusting earnestly, making my teeth rattle.
I relish the burn in my pucker and the friction inside my swollen pussy, grabbing Archie’s hair for a deep kiss.
Silas starts suckling my nipple and I moan into Archie’s mouth.
Silas bites my nipple sharply making me cry out.
He slowly increases the suction, shooting a sharp zing to my clit.
Archie grabs my other breast and kneads it with strong fingers as he keeps pistoning in and out of my rosette.
“Will fill your belly with my cum, pretty Moon.” He grunts between thrusts, as my muscles quiver.
“Yes! Knot me, Archie.” I moan, buzzing in anticipation of that feeling of utter fullness. His knot always makes me emotional, soothing something deep within.
Silas rubs his thumb rapidly against my clit as he slams furiously into my pussy, matching Archie's rhythm. “Come on! Milk me harder, Kitten!”
It makes me see stars.
Silas pinches my clit hard, twisting the tiny nub ruthlessly between his fingers and my mouth parts on a silent scream.
Archie simultaneously locks himself within me, his knot swelling inside my pucker.
“Fuck yeah! Take my fucking knot, Moon!” He grinds his bulbous knot impossibly deeper, drawing a keening cry from me.
A searing burn that's painful yet pleasurable spreads inside me.
I sob out loud, neck taut, as I clench around him convulsively.
Archie growls, sounding feral as he spills his seed within my belly.
Tears of contentment roll down my cheeks as Silas rams impossibly deeper, lashing my insides with release that feels like a brand.
Archie bites my nape, sinking his teeth into my skin.
He lets out an agonized grunt, his cock still pulsing hotly.
Silas bites the soft mound of my breast, breaking the skin and I shudder at the sting.
His deep groans are muffled, as I cradle his head to my breast, relishing their bites.
Clenching around them both, I wring the last drops of their release, my body soaking up their essences.
Fire runs through my veins, as I gush. My release drenches the place where we are joined.
Both of them grind into me, prolonging my climax and I clutch at them blindly, trying to anchor myself.
Sheer ecstasy has me screaming, my breaths choppy as I ride out my orgasm.
Both Archie and I collapse on top of Silas who easily bears our weight. We try to catch our breath in the aftermath, sweat slicked bodies tangled together. Later, the night is filled with soft and messy kisses as we come down from our highs.
“Love you Archie. Love you Silas.” I murmur, carding my fingers through their hair, drunken on their desire, heart bursting with love for my mates.
“Love you, my Moon.” Archie presses reverent kisses against my shoulder.
“Kitten, love you so much.” Silas rubs his cheek against mine, kissing the tip of my nose.
We shift so I’m lying sandwiched between them. After cuddling for a while, I take turns riding them. Sinewy bodies stretched before me for my pleasure and adoration.
The sloppy, squelching noises of our coupling fill the cove, the air heavy with our combined musk.
I revel in the feeling of comfort as I get knotted again and again by Archie, in my pussy, in my ass.
Silas plunders my pucker when Archie is locked inside my core.
Once he tries to get in my pussy as Archie is locked in and the overwhelming sensation makes me black out.
They murmur apologies for getting overzealous in their lust and smother me in kisses when I come back to my senses.
They seem a bit worse for wear so I urge them to take a break, but they wave away my concern.
We continue making love throughout the night, basking in our bond.
At some point they both shift into their beasts and chase me around the cove, almost licking me to death. My giggles echo on the breeze, our happiness makes the spirit whales sing louder, the stars shine a little brighter. The night is simply magical.
As dawn approaches, I curl myself between the wolf and the panther.
Afterwards when I wake up, Archie lies with his head lower on my belly, his soft breaths coming out in puffs, teasing my clit. Steely arms wrapped around my thighs. Silas has his arm lying heavily around my chest, his face pressed to my breast.
I blink up at the pale golden sky with streaks of red, feeling content and lucky to have met my mates all those years ago. I can't imagine my life without them.