CHAPTER 42
WINDY
“Let’s get you claimed properly,” Finian says, watching as her eyes dilate with hunger.
I lick my lips. “Show me what I’m missing.”
Finian growls low, his eyes locking onto mine with that commanding fire. “My turn first,” he says, voice rough like gravel, and Amos chuckles, easing his fingers out of me with a wet slide that leaves me clenching around nothing, aching for more.
Finian grabs my hips, flipping me onto my back with effortless strength.
The fleece blankets bunch beneath me, and the pale blue curtains sway around us.
Wolf shifts closer on my left, his hand trailing up my thigh, while Amos kneels on my right, stroking his length and watching hungrily.
Finian parts my legs wide, his thick cock pressing against my entrance.
I gasp as he thrusts in, burying himself to the hilt until I feel every ridge pulsing inside me.
“Fuck, you're strangling my cock,” Finian groans, his hips snapping forward in a soft rhythm, each plunge going deep, hitting that spot that makes stars burst behind my eyelids.
His hands pin my wrists above my head, dominating every inch of me as he pounds into me, the bed creaking under us.
Wolf leans in, capturing my mouth in a fierce kiss, his tongue invading as he grinds his erection against my side.
Amos doesn't stay idle; he reaches over, gripping Finian's ass to pull him deeper into me, their mouths crashing together in a messy, heated kiss over my body—tongues tangling, Finian moaning into Amos's lips while he fucks me harder.
I break away from Wolf’s kiss, gasping. “That’s fucking hot. Why have you never done that before?” All I get in return is manly groans as their tongues continue to tangle together.
The sensations overwhelm me: Finian's cock dragging in and out, wet with my slick, his balls slapping against my ass with every thrust. Wolf's fingers find my clit, rubbing firm circles that make me buck against Finian's invasion, while Amos breaks the kiss to suck on Finian's neck, biting down just enough to draw a hiss.
“Claim her,” Amos murmurs, his free hand tweaking my nipple, sending jolts straight to my core. Finian's pace quickens; his breath ragged. I feel it building, that swell, his knot, at the base of his cock, thickening as he nears his peak.
With a guttural roar, Finian slams home one last time, his knot inflating inside me, locking us together as hot spurts of cum flood my pussy, marking me deep.
“Mine,” he snarls as his teeth mark my breast right above my nipple. The feeling of his mating bite has my orgasm building to something out of this world.
He collapses over me, pressing me down while the knot pulses, stretching me full as pleasure crashes through me.
I cry out, walls fluttering around the unyielding bulge, milking every drop.
Wolf and Amos crowd in, Wolf's mouth on my breast, sucking hard, while Amos fondles Finian’s balls, drawing out the claiming longer.
Finian's eyes meet mine, possessive and fierce. “All mine, but I guess I can share you.”
I burst out into a laugh.
We stay locked like that for what feels like forever, Finian's knot tying us in intimate stillness, his cock twitching with aftershocks.
Wolf and Amos entertain themselves—and me—kissing along my skin, their hands roaming.
Wolf's fingers dip into the mess where Finian and I join, scooping up slickness to stroke his own cock, while Amos captures my lips, our tongues dueling as they both grind against me, cocks sliding against my slick skin in a teasing friction.
Finally, the knot deflates enough for Finian to pull free with an obscene pop, cum leaking from my swollen pussy onto the downy comforter. He rolls to the side, still touching me, his hand possessive on my thigh.
“Your turn, Amos,” he says with a smirk, and Amos grins, playful hunger in his eyes as he positions himself between my legs.
Amos slides in slow at first, his cock—long and curved—easing through the cum-slicked heat, making me moan at the renewed fullness.
“God, you're soaked,” he breathes, starting a steady rhythm, hips rolling deep, grinding his pelvis against my clit with each thrust.
Finian watches, his hand wrapping around his half-hard erection, pumping lazily as we kiss again, Finian's free fingers tracing my jaw, all the way to my lips, until I suck them in, tasting myself on him.
Wolf breaks away to latch onto my shoulder, nibbling as Amos fucks me harder, the playful edge sharpening into raw need.
I arch up, meeting Amos's thrusts, my nails digging into his back as he hits deeper, his body slapping against mine.
“Like that?” he pants, angling to drag along my front wall, sparks igniting everywhere.
Wolf shifts, taking great care with my swollen stomach, straddling my chest now, his cock brushing my lips. I open for him, tongue swirling around the head, tasting his salty pre-cum as he feeds it into my mouth, shallow thrusts matching Amos's pace below.
The room fills with our sounds—wet smacks of flesh, muffled moans around Wolf's cock. Amos's rhythm falters, then surges, his hands gripping my hips to pull me onto him harder, cock swelling as he chases release. I hollow my cheeks, sucking Wolf deeper, feeling him throb on my tongue.
“Are you ready for my cum?” Wolf gasps, his chest rising and falling fast. “I’m going to fill you up.”
Wolf comes into my mouth, spilling inside me, hot and thick.
I swallow him down easily, loving the taste of him on my tongue.
I laugh when he falls to the side, exhausted, with eyes barely open.
Amos grunts from above me, his hip movements stuttering as he reaches his peak.
With a shout, he comes, mixing with Finian's earlier load as he locks inside of me.
His body shudders as he collapses forward, kissing me fiercely before he turns my head to the side and latches onto my throat, his mating bite triggering another orgasm that makes me see stars.
Amos eases onto his side, cum dripping from me as he rests us on our sides.
We’re like that for several moments, just catching our breaths.
Sweat marks my skin along with our combined juices.
A feeling of warmth and love builds inside of me as Amos licks at his mating bite.
I feel it tingle all the way through me, and I love the feeling. It’s out of this world.
Before too long, I feel Amos’s knot deflate. He sighs as he slips free from my body. He lies flat on his back, spent. I watch with glee as he gasps for breath, still, after this long, trying to catch his breath.
“Last but not least,” Amos says, winking at Wolf, who wastes no time softly flipping me onto my hands and knees, the pillows cradling my elbows in the plush sea of the bed.
Wolf's hands spread my ass cheeks, his cock—thick and unrelenting—nudging my entrance.
I moan, feeling the head of his cock press against me.
He slams in, filling me to the brim in one go.
I cry out, the stretch burning sweet after the others, his hips slowly glide back and forth as he relishes the feeling of being inside me.
Before too long, he pistons fast and furious, balls smacking my clit with every brutal drive.
Amos kneels in front, guiding his softening length to my lips, but I take him eagerly, licking clean the mix of cum and my slick while he hardens anew in my mouth.
The two of them move in sync now, a chain of bodies: Wolf who fucks me, while I suck Amos, our moans blending into a symphony.
Wolf's hand snakes around to rub my clit, rough and insistent, pushing me toward the edge as his cock pistons relentlessly, stretching and claiming every inch.
Finian lies down underneath me, kissing my stomach first before he maneuvers under me further to take my clit into his mouth.
Sweat slicks our skin, the air thick with musk and the scent of sex, pale blue curtains fluttering like witnesses to our indulgence.
Finian reaches up to pinch my nipple, twisting just right, while Amos threads fingers through my hair, guiding my head.
Wolf's pace stutters; his growl vibrates through me.
“Gonna fill you up,” he rasps, and then he does—hot jets pulsing deep, triggering my climax, my pussy clamping down as I scream around Amos's cock, body shaking. Wolf presses inside and locks us together with his knot. He thrusts in and out as far as the knot will allow him, and it feels amazing. I groan around Amos’s length, closing my eyes in pleasure.
Wolf leans over me and snaps forward to sink his teeth into the other side of my neck. His mating bite hits me full force.
Then I feel it.
I feel the entire connection click into place. Stars burst behind my closed eyelids.
We collapse in a heap, limbs entangled, breaths mingling.
Finian moves from under me, kisses raining on my skin, hands stroking lazily.
Wolf and Amos both lie down on the bed. They move me until I’m lying half on and half off my side.
Wolf presses kisses to my ankle before pulling my leg over his body to rest as he lies between my legs with his head on my inner thigh.
The bed envelops us in its luxury, the house silent around our afterglow, claimed and sated in every way. Amos leans forward, kissing the side of my head. “Our promise is to love you until the day we die.”
“Even long after that,” Finian inserts.
“I’ll hold you to it.” I sigh, relaxing into the tangled web of us. “I’m so lucky.”
Wolf smiles against my pussy, pressing a kiss to my heated flesh. “No, we’re the lucky ones, sweet girl.”