Chapter 27
Chapter
Twenty-Seven
EMMA
“Shower,” I demand what feels like hours later. “Shower first. And water.”
Sebastian’s spent cock twitches beside me, even though his knot had just released from my pussy.
I’d spent the last four orgasms sandwiched between him and Carter, who didn’t knot my ass but introduced me to the wonders of double penetration—and wonders they were.
I didn’t think my body was capable of such things, but my alpha stretched me out with his fingers while Sebastian had fucked me slowly, then they’d both filled me and showed me why having multiple mates is a good thing.
Troy had stood over us this entire time, jacking his cock in rough tugs, and when I’d come, screaming Sebastian’s name, Troy had come all over us, his cum a hot brand.
Now we’re all sticky and gross, and as much as I’m tempted by Sebastian’s now hardening cock, I know we have to take a break.
When I try to stand, Carter is there already, pulling me up to stand next to him. He kisses me deeply, then hauls me into his arms and carries me down the hall. Sebastian and Troy follow, and we end up fucking in the shower, too, a tangle of limbs and tongues that leaves us all gasping for breath.
“Food, now.”
I bat away Carter’s hand when he goes to grasp my boob, and he looks properly chastised.
We stumble into the kitchen, and I’m so freaking happy to see the sandwiches we’d prepared, I could cry.
The guys scarf theirs down in a matter of seconds, and then I’m surrounded by a wall of fur and muscle again while I’m still chewing on my meal.
“No touching until I’m done,” I declare, even as my body warms at the attention.
Sebastian whines, a low, sad sound that almost has me putting my sandwich down.
But it’s only been three hours since the start of this madness, according to the kitchen clock, and the world outside has barely gone dark.
We still have hours and hours to go, and I don’t think the guys will let me sleep tonight.
“Do we have any juice?” I reach between Carter and Troy to grasp the refrigerator door handle. “I could use the sugar.”
Carter growls when the move puts me closer to him, and his hard cock nudges me in my hip. “Hurry. Need to be inside you.”
I send him a stern look through my lashes and take the bottle of orange juice from the fridge. “You know, some would say that having so many orgasms is greedy. My pussy will need a full week to recover from this.”
Sebastian crouches suddenly, sniffing between my legs. “Are you hurt? Your pussy doesn’t smell hurt, just juicy and warm.” He shudders, then gives my belly a little lick, as if he can’t keep himself from having a taste.
“Not hurt.” My voice goes breathy and low as I respond to his obvious need. “Just a minute longer, guys.”
My hands tremble as I reach for a glass and pour myself some juice, but not from tiredness. I may be sore all over from using my body the way I did today, but the full moon must be affecting me, too, because I’m definitely ready for more.
They watch me drink, their attention unwavering.
Sebastian’s tail is twitching this way and that, agitation clear in his tense stance.
Troy’s broad, scarred chest heaves with deep breaths, and his cock is leaking precum, the creamy droplets hitting the polished kitchen floor.
Some base part of me wants to crawl over to him and lick them all up, and I barely keep myself from doing just that.
Carter merely watches me, his glowing eyes tracking my every movement, waiting to see what I’ll do next.
“Need a taste,” Sebastian gasps, his hands going to my hips. Then he groans and pulls back, as if remembering my earlier command to leave me be until I’m finished.
But I need him, too, so I set the glass on the counter and take his hands, then put them on my waist. He doesn’t hesitate for even a moment but kisses me deeply, his tongue delving into my mouth.
“Taste like oranges,” he growls, moving me until my ass hits the big kitchen table. “Need you.”
“You can have me,” I tell him as he lifts me on the table. “I’m yours.”
Sebastian pushes me back until I’m lying flat, and then he’s on me, kissing and licking me all over. From how hard his cock is, I expect him to bury himself in my pussy immediately, and I spread my legs for him, placing my feet on the edge of the table for leverage.
But my mate has different plans. He presses hot, scratchy kisses all the way down from my tits to my belly, then grabs my thighs and forces them farther apart, until I’m at his mercy. He leans in and meets my gaze, his hazel eyes glowing with intensity.
“I’ll eat you up, baby,” he purrs, more coherent now that he has me where he wants me. “Then I’ll bite you so everyone will know you’re mine, and when you’re so wet for me, you’re begging, I’ll fuck you and give you my knot.”
“Okay.” I nod quickly, my breaths coming faster. “Yeah, that sounds good.”
Sebastian grins and lowers his head. The first lick of his rough tongue has me gasping, and he chuckles, then feasts on me like I’m the best meal he’s ever had.
My clit is so sensitive from being teased for the past several hours, the initial build-up is almost painful, but Sebastian laps at me gently until my body starts to respond to him.
I grow wetter, and he licks it all up, then thrusts his long tongue into my clenching pussy and teases my G-spot, unraveling me.
When he presses the pad of his thumb down on my clit at the same time, I fall, the world exploding into a thousand golden shards.
And at the height of my climax, Sebastian pulls out of my pussy and bites down on my inner thigh, hard, breaking the skin.
The pain jolts me to awareness, then another wave of pleasure crests, the sensation unimaginable.
My scream fills the kitchen, and then Troy and Carter are there, soothing me, kissing me until I come down again, trembling and limp.
“Beautiful,” Carter murmurs as he caresses my lower lip.
I take his thumb into my mouth and suck on it, and his gaze darkens. He takes his hand away and positions me closer to the edge of the table, then steps in and offers me the tip of his cock.
I glance at Sebastian, who has readied himself between my legs. He’s grinning at Carter, watching our interaction, his hand on his rigid shaft.
“Can you make all three of us come at the same time, baby?” he asks, nodding at Troy.
My largest, most feral mate has been licking the bite mark he’d given me earlier.
Each slow stroke sends shivers down my spine, steadily building my need.
The sensation is not as strong as if he’d licked my nipples or clit, but when combined with the rest of what they’re doing to me, it adds a beautiful note to the symphony of my pleasure.
“I can try,” I tell Sebastian. “Troy, I need your cock.”
His blue eyes widen at my words, and I know that he’d been fully prepared to let this be Sebastian’s show. But I want them all, and this is how we’ll do it.
As Sebastian lines himself up at my pussy and pushes the cockhead inside, I grasp Troy’s dick firmly and give it a stroke.
Troy helps me by wrapping his bigger palm around mine, and then he’s moving his hips, fucking our hands in sharp thrusts.
Finally, I turn my head to Carter and open my lips for him.
He feeds his cock into my mouth until I tap his hip, indicating that’s all I can take.
His fangs flash in a quick, wicked smile, but he holds his shaft at the spot I indicated and only fucks my mouth as much as I’m comfortable.
Then Sebastian sinks deep, his way eased by my own wetness and the remnants of Troy’s cum still lingering inside me.
It’s wild, knowing they’re driven to make me pregnant, to fuck me full of their seed until my belly is round.
The thought should have me running for the hills, but instead, I dig my heels into the table and roll my hips up to meet Sebastian’s next thrust.
“Can’t go easy,” Sebastian groans, even as his hips snap forward. “If you want it slow, you have to take my knot, Emma.”
I pop my mouth off Carter’s cock for a moment and gasp, “Don’t want slow.”
At that, Sebastian’s control snaps. He leans over me, grabs my waist, and fucks me hard, his cockhead bumping my G-spot on every slide. Sensations build inside me, and I know I have minutes, if not less, before I go off again, and I want them with me.
I glance up at Carter to find him watching me closely and give an imploring mewl, as much as I can communicate with my mouth full of werewolf cock. But somehow, he understands me perfectly, and his gaze turns calculating.
He glances up at Sebastian, then at the spot where Sebastian’s hard cock is disappearing into my pussy, our bodies slapping together with lewd, wet noises.
“You look so good fucking our mate,” Carter growls at Sebastian. “You’re making her so wet, aren’t you?”
Sebastian snaps his head up, his hazel eyes wide. “What?”
Carter’s wicked smile grows, and he continues, “I can feel Emma trembling. She’s so close because you made it so, Sebastian. You’re going to knot her and give her all your cum and make sure it stays deep inside, won’t you?”
Sebastian’s thrusts pick up in pace. “Fuck, Carter, stop saying that, I’m too close!”
Troy’s deep chuckle fills the space between us. “That’s it, baby, come for us. You’re so good to her. Such a good boy.”
I watch in amazement as Sebastian melts at their words. His rhythm stutters, and he cries out, then furrows his brow and focuses on me again.
“Emma,” he pants, one hand reaching down between us to finger my clit. “Let me in, baby. I need to feel your pussy clenching around my knot when I come.”