Chapter 24 DVP Double Virgin Power
DVP: Double Virgin Power
Cole and Sawyer lay sprawled across the bed, the sheet pulled over their midsections.
Warm sunlight painted Cole’s ivory skin, shadows marking out the lines of his abdomen, making that ribcage tattoo look a little too realistic.
Beside him, Sawyer’s head tipped toward the light, his freckles blazing over flushed cheeks.
“I brought breakfast,” I crooned as I stepped into the cabin.
“Great,” Cole said, rising to stand as the sheet pooled at the end of the mattress.
On instinct, I raised a hand to block the sight of his dick, but then I remembered that I had it inside of me only an hour or so ago, and I dropped my arm. Clearing my throat, I smiled at him. “Cinnamon rolls. Sound good?”
“Yes!” Sawyer sat up, his blond curls sticking up.
Thorne found dusty plates and cleaned them off as Cole opened up the to-go containers. I grabbed a comb from my bag and sat behind Sawyer, pinching his pressure point so he would sit still for me. Gently, I untangled his hair.
“I’ve never seen sex hair this bad,” I said, shaking my head.
“I guess we haven’t been doing our job with you,” he said, winking over his shoulder.
Brushing my hand down his back, I smiled. “Looks like you’re feeling better.”
His smile turned sheepish, and the pink in his cheeks darkened. “Yeah, that was fucking crazy. I’ve never been that horny. It was so bad when we first bonded, and then it just kept getting worse until I felt like I was going to die.”
Leaning forward, I kissed his shoulder blade. “Oh no, poor baby needed to get fucked by the tall, dark, brooding werewolf.”
“Don’t forget handsome,” Cole said, dropping to the bed beside us and holding a plate overflowing with three gooey cinnamon rolls.
Sawyer arched an eyebrow, silently asking where his breakfast was. Cole tore off a chunk of sweet, fluffy roll and held it up to Sawyer’s lips. I almost laughed at Sawyer’s stubborn hesitation, but after a moment, he opened his mouth and allowed Cole to feed him.
“Are you going to feed me?” I asked Thorne, batting my eyelashes.
He held two plates and passed one to me. His brows furrowed at my question. “Did you want me to?”
Snorting, I shook my head. “That’s okay, I’m a big girl.”
“Hey!” Sawyer scowled at me.
“Shh, eat your breakfast, babygirl,” Cole said, using his free hand to grab Sawyer’s jaw.
Turning to press my face into Thorne’s chest, I smothered my laughter, my shoulders shaking. Cole dominating Sawyer was one of my new favorite things.
After breakfast, Thorne washed up the dishes and I remade the bed. A serious air fell over the small room.
“So what’s the plan with Hunter? Because we can’t hide out here forever,” I finally asked.
“I don’t get cell service here. We’ll have to drive down the road to get messages from the pack,” Thorne said.
Sawyer leaned against Cole, still needing constant touch to satisfy his body. “Not to be stupid, but isn’t tonight the full moon? I’d forgotten about it with everything happening, but I can feel it coming now.”
“Fuck!” Cole said, straightening.
Thorne’s mouth thinned into a grim expression. “It’s our first full moon outside of the pack lands.”
“Well, we’re already here at my cabin, which is perfect for the full moon. No one else is around. It’s a state park from the edge of the property to the other side of the mountain.”
Cole looked to Thorne, the sharp line of his jaw like glass with the movement. “It’ll be nice to explore somewhere new. It was one of the things I was looking forward to with our little road trip.”
My mind spun. It was the full moon, meaning my three werewolf men would be changing into their magical wolf forms. It might be a monthly occurrence to them, nothing to freak out over, but to me, it was reality altering.
When the idea they changed into wolves was simply a theory, it was easier to process. But knowing I would see it, my pulse thudded in my ears and my skin grew clammy.
“Autumn? Are you feeling the effects of the heat again?” Sawyer asked, reaching up to skim his fingertips over my cheek.
Cole brushed his hair back, giving Sawyer a meaningful look. “I can feel you growing needier by the second, mate.”
Tuning into our bond, I felt a shadow of what Cole meant. Sawyer’s crazy hormones were ramping back up, but clearly he was determined to ignore it.
“I’m fine,” Sawyer said, keeping his attention on me. “What’s wrong?”
“No, just having an existential crisis knowing my boyfriends are turning into wolves.”
“It’s fine. Tonight we will run as a pack together, and you can be as close as you’d like to be. We can all stay right here with you. Would you like me to make you a nest on the porch?” Thorne said, his nose brushing my neck as he curled around me.
A spike of desire radiated out from my neck as he pressed his lips over the fresh claim mark. The muscle was sore, and the skin stung, but I loved the clear sign of his devotion. Sawyer marking me had been protective. Thorne’s was pure possession.
“Yeah, I’d love to watch you guys,” I said, smiling up at him.
“Well, we’ve got a few hours before we need to worry about that,” Cole said.
“What’s that?” Sawyer asked, pushing up to a sitting position. He tapped my jaw until I turned my head, showing him the bite marks.
“So much for keeping her away from your pack,” he grumbled.
“You’re Cole’s fated mate, so you’re pack now. There’s no point in Thorne delaying claiming me,” I explained.
Sawyer’s throat worked as his eyes flickered to Cole. From the way Cole licked his lips, he was thinking about the same thing—marking him. I doubted it would take long, from the fire burning in his gray eyes.
Thorne gathered the plates and started to put the food away.
“Yeah, I guess I am feeling kinda off again…” Sawyer flushed deeper, his lashes lowering as he failed to keep Cole’s gaze.
Thorne cleared his throat. “Look at this,” he said, holding up a container from the to-go bag. Grinning, he peeled off the lid and dipped a finger inside, drawing out white, sticky frosting to show us before he popped it into his mouth.
Sawyer’s eyes widened, and a wicked gleam shone in Cole’s eyes as I looked from one to the other. Cole held up a hand. “Give it here.”
“Don’t waste it. I want to lick it off my mate’s cunt,” Thorne said darkly, passing the cup over.
“Thorne!” Yelping, I pressed a hand over my mouth.
“In a minute,” Cole said. “I have a job for her first.”
Pressing his hand into Sawyer’s chest, Cole shoved him flat on his back again before drawing a line down his torso in frosting.
“Be a good girl, Autumn, and lick him clean,” he commanded.
“Maybe I don’t want to be bossed around,” I said, ignoring the way heat was building between my legs.
“Do it and we will reward you,” Cole said. “All three of us, after I take care of him, or maybe during. We’ll have to see.”
Reaching out, Cole pushed his index finger into my mouth, and sweet cream cheese frosting coated my tongue. It was delicious, and the way Sawyer lay, his breathing rapid and pupils dilated, was undeniably appealing.
A playful air flitted between us, and I leaned into it, savoring the feeling of belonging. If this was what things would be like, all four of us together, then I would be a very happy camper.
I went to my hands and knees, earning a barely-audible groan from Thorne behind me, and ran the flat of my tongue from Sawyer’s belly button up to his pectorals, where I bit down lightly on a nipple for good measure. He squirmed under me, his eyes filled with heat.
“Good, now lower,” Cole instructed as I pulled back. He trailed frosting over the head of Sawyer’s cock. “Suck it clean.”
I had no defiance left, the desire flooding my system through both of my mate bonds overriding my own obstinance. Dipping, I took Sawyer’s cock in my mouth, sucking the frosting and then working lower until I was on the verge of gagging. Pulling back, I waited for more instructions.
“I want to try something,” Cole said, his gaze darkening. “Autumn, take these off. Don’t worry, Thorne, she’s going to love this.”
My hand rested on my waistband. Was I really going to do this? There was no question in my mind that Cole was going to fuck me, but what surprised me was how much I wanted it.
My movements were clumsy as I slid my pants down my legs. Sawyer caught my thigh, kissing down to my knee as he shoved my pants off the rest of the way for me. Cole moved behind me, his warm hands sliding up my ribcage as he removed my shirt.
All three of us were naked, and Thorne sat back on the futon, still fully dressed as he watched our two best friends press against me, running their tongues over my body until I was shivering with the sensation.
His eyes darkened as he watched me squirm, and my lids drooped until I could only see him, palming himself through his pants. His lips parted, and his tongue darted out, wetting his lips as he enjoyed the show.
“Sit back against the headboard,” Cole commanded, and Sawyer scooted back.
Cole’s hands on my hips guided me forward, following his path until I was waiting beside Sawyer. His skin glowed with the blood rushing under his skin, his eyes glazed. One of his knees was propped up, and I rested my hand on it, steadying myself on my knees on the soft mattress.
Cole slid a leg under Sawyer’s bent one, sliding his hips forward until he was pressed against Sawyer. Leaning back, I watched breathlessly as Cole wrapped his hand around Sawyer’s shaft, aligning them.
I was dizzy with anticipation and arousal, watching Cole stroke down both of them, his long fingers wrapping around where I couldn’t possibly reach.
Sawyer’s head fell back, a beautiful moan tearing out of him.
The metal bars in Cole’s dick were barely visible between them, giving me flashes of silver as his hand rose and fell.
A soft, curling pleasure worked its way through our bond as Cole stroked Sawyer, and my stomach clenched, hands aching to reach for them.
“Now, come here, Autumn,” Cole said, never taking his eyes off his fated mate.
His hand gripped my upper arm, pulling me over them on my knees. My pulse raced, and my fingers dug into Cole’s shoulders, excitement and fear mingling in my gut as I hovered.
“You can take it,” he said, low and soothing, as I relaxed my thighs and sank over them. The warm head of one cock prodded my entrance, slick with precum. My body twitched at the sensation, a rush of adrenaline releasing into my bloodstream as my heart sped up.
My fingers shook as I reached down to part my labia, opening myself up to take him despite my brain screaming that there was no way in hell I was fitting both of their fat dicks in my cunt at the same damn time.
“Fuck, oh fuck,” I muttered, feeling the pressure of the second as the first one notched into my entrance. I tensed, my chest heaving as I panicked.
Cole’s eyes narrowed, and he reached up, stroking my cheek with his thumb. Before I could react, he leaned forward and bit down on my neck, right over the fresh bite mark from Thorne.
My muscles turned to jelly, my body submitting to him on instinct. Grinning, he released me, his hands on my hips forcing me down roughly. Both cocks shoved inside of me before I could realize what was happening and react.
The overwhelming feeling of fullness bordering on pain blotted out everything else.
“Fuck me!” Sawyer yelped, curling against my back.
“That’s the idea,” Cole said, his grin smug. Still holding me tight, he gave an experimental thrust, and stars danced across my vision.
“I can feel your piercings,” Sawyer said, his breath on my neck.
All I could do was breathe and feel. Cole lifted me a few inches and slammed me back down, my muscles twitching and heat spreading out from where both of them were inside of me.
“I can’t, it’s too much, holy shit,” I gasped.
Cole moved to grip my face as Sawyer thrust up into me. “You’re doing so good, love,” Cole said, brushing his lips over mine.
He’d used me to coat his cock in my cum, and now he was fucking me along with my other mate, but we’d never kissed before. It felt somehow more intimate.
My lips parted, and Cole’s tongue slipped into my mouth. His kiss was sweet, reassuring, grounding. Sawyer nibbled on my neck, his hands roving over my breasts.
When our kiss broke, I collapsed back into Sawyer’s chest. They were both leaning back to accommodate me between them, but now they straightened, both chests rubbing against my skin with each breath.
Cole reached past me, tangling his fingers into Sawyer’s hair and tipping him so their lips could crash together. Everything was a blur of overwhelming sensation, hot skin against mine, the weight of bodies crushing me between them.
My mouth went dry as I caught a flash of Sawyer’s tongue as Cole kissed him. My core squeezed, and Sawyer let out a whine. Wanting to hear more of that, I pushed up with my thighs and dropped back down, taking them deeper. Cole grunted, breaking away from Sawyer to grip my hips and help me move.
Sawyer ran his hands down my back, brushing my hair over my shoulder so he could scrape his teeth over his healed claim mark.
With each movement, my body adapted, but even stretched and relaxed, they pushed me to my maximum.
My chest tightened, my skin flushing, as I spiraled higher.
I knew they were both getting close from the soft noises Sawyer was making in his throat and the way I couldn’t sink down as far now—their knots were growing and there was no way I could manage both of them inside of me.
Just taking the rest of their cocks was already splitting me apart.
“Come on, Autumn, I want to feel you coming before we’re done,” Sawyer rasped. He sounded wrecked, and a wave of heat rushed through me.
Gripping Cole’s shoulders, I took control, shortening my movements and chasing my pleasure. They wouldn’t last much longer, and I wanted to please them.
It felt like I would simply explode into starlight before I could reach orgasm, and I had to work to keep breathing. It was way too much, and I couldn’t let go or I’d fall apart.
Cole wrapped his hand around my neck, and my eyes flew open. “Stop fighting it and just let go,” he said.
A shiver worked its way up, blooming into searing, mind-numbing pleasure that blotted out the stretch and ache of being used by both Sawyer and Cole. It rolled through my entire body, endless and all-consuming euphoria, leaving me languid and spent.
Sawyer’s arm wrapped around my ribcage as I went boneless. The room blurred around me, my thoughts hazy.
Cole flexed his hips, thrusting up into me as his piercings rubbed along Sawyer’s length, and then they were both coming. Warmth pumped into me. I moaned, letting my head fall back against Sawyer’s shoulder.
Cole leaned back, bracing his arms on the mattress behind him, his pale cheeks glowing and gray eyes bright. “Alright, Thorne, she’s all yours.”