Chapter 22 Luna #2
Meanwhile, Ethan’s hands roam over my body, caressing every inch of exposed skin, leaving fire trails wherever his skin is on mine.
He starts at the curve of my waist, slowly sliding down to the dip of my hips.
, When his fingers reach the top of my panties, he slips one finger under the band, teasing my soft curls.
The heat from his fingers flows into me, warming me from within, making me clench with desire.
When they finally slip down to my sex, I moan at the contact.
“So wet,” he murmurs against my lips. “All for us?”
“Yes,” I manage to say. “Both of you.” I find Ethan’s smile and then glance at Axel, who is staring up at me with his mouth around my nipple. He pinches my stiffened bud between his teeth, earning another moan.
Ethan’s fingers find my clit, circling it so softly. My hips arch into his touch involuntarily, seeking more pressure.
Ethan responds to my eagerness, rubbing my clit between his thumb and forefinger. I sigh as his touch sends tiny sparks of pleasure rippling outward.
“Please,” I whine, the building from their dual attention, leaving my body aching for more.
My whine spurs them both on. Ethan slips a finger inside me, and I whimper at the sensation. Axel’s lips leave my body, and he reaches down, slipping my panties from my body, leaving me bare and aching.
“You’re everything I’ve been craving,” Ethan growls, his voice rough with desire as he adds a second finger, pumping into my pussy with increasing speed.
The extra stretch is glorious, and I feel a soft flutter in my lower abdomen.
“I knew from the moment I saw you that you’d fit perfectly with our pack. ”
He shifts down my body, pressing a trail of kisses down my stomach, over my hip bones, teasing me mercilessly before he dips his head lower. His hot breath dances over my center, making me squirm with anticipation.
“Oh, god,” I moan as his tongue flicks against my clit. Axel’s hands grip my thighs, spreading them wider for Ethan’s access. I’m completely exposed to them, entirely at their mercy, and I’ve never felt more alive.
Axel captures my mouth in another passionate kiss as Ethan continues his sweet torture below. The dual sensation is electrifying. Ethan stretches me deliciously with his fingers as his tongue works magic on my clit, swirling and flicking, alternating in pressure.
My climax is building quickly, tension coiling tighter and tighter in my core. I clutch at Axel’s shoulders, nails digging into his skin as the pleasure mounts.
“That’s it, Wildcat,” Axel encourages, his voice a rumbling purr in my ear. “Let us hear you come.”
Ethan crooks his fingers inside me, hitting a spot that makes stars explode behind my eyelids as his tongue frantically swirls against my clit. I shatter with a choked scream, hips bucking against Ethan’s relentless grip as ripples of ecstasy crash over me.
As my orgasm subsides, I blink up at Axel and Ethan through my lashes, their hungry stares making me feel like some primal goddess. Axel’s arms tighten around me, holding me close as Ethan kisses a trail up my trembling thighs and looks up at me from between my legs.
Lifting his heated gaze to mine, Ethan asks in a rough voice, “Ready for more?”
I look into his eyes, seeing the intensity of his desire mirrored in my own. “Yes,” I whisper.
Axel caresses my body with slow, sensual strokes. I can feel the stiffened length of him pressed against my thigh. Feeling his arousal hot against me makes my whole body flush with need.
Ethan smiles; a soft, tender expression that makes my heart flutter. He crawls up my body to kiss me. The tang of my arousal on his mouth sends a filthy thrill through me. He positions the head of his cock at my entrance, gently nudging, as if asking for permission.
“Are you sure?” he murmurs, and I nod vigorously.
“Yes,” I reply, breathy and eager.
He pushes inside, slow and steady, and I feel every inch of him filling me up. He’s thick and hot, and stretching me just right.
“You okay?” Ethan asks, his voice strained with the effort of holding still.
“Yes,” I tell him, and he starts to move, slowly at first, shallow thrusts that gradually deepen as my body adjusts. What began as slight discomfort transforms into sparks of pleasure with each thrust.
“Fuck, you feel amazing,” Ethan groans, his pace increasing.
“Such a good girl,” Axel coos into my ear from beside me, his hot breath and praise sending a shiver down my spine. “You are taking him so well, Wildcat.”
I twist toward him, crushing his mouth to mine. His tongue dives into my mouth, caressing my own in a frenzied dance.
My fingers trail over his torso, then lower, over the ridges of his abs, following the thin line of hair that disappears beneath his underwear.
“Fuck,” Axel growls, his voice rough with need.
I slip my hand beneath his waistband, wrapping my fingers around his length. He’s hot and hard in my palm, throbbing with each rapid beat of his heart.
“Fuck yes,” he hisses, head falling back as I stroke him. “Grip tighter, Wildcat. I won’t break.”
I tighten my hold, moving my hand up and down his large cock with increasing speed. Ethan’s thrusts pick up pace, the dual sensation of being filled while pleasuring Axel making my head spin.
“That’s it,” Axel encourages and kisses me passionately.
Ethan increases his speed even more, and I moan into Axel’s mouth. Wrapping my legs around Ethan’s waist, I draw him in deeper. The new angle makes me cry out, my nails digging into his shoulder with one hand and Axel’s with the other.
Axel’s hands continue to roam my body, teasing and caressing. His deep kiss, swallowing my increasing moans as Ethan pounds into me.
My second climax builds, creating a tidal wave of sensation that threatens to sweep me away.
“I’m close—” I gasp
“Me too,” Ethan grunts, his rhythm faltering as he nears release. “Me three.” Axel growls.
Axel’s hand slides between our bodies, his calloused thumb finding my clit, circling it in time with Ethan’s thrusts.
That’s all it takes to send me over the edge.
My orgasm crashes over me, and I’m trembling and gasping their names.
My inner walls clench around Ethan, and with a final, deep thrust, he follows me into bliss, his body shuddering as he finds his own release, while Axel curses as he comes in my hand.
For a moment, we stay like that, breathing heavily, connected in the most intimate way. Ethan gently pulls out, collapsing beside me and Axel on the blanket.
Axel cleans my hand then gathers me in his arms, kissing my temple. “Still breathing, Wildcat?”
I nod, still trying to catch my breath. “Yeah,” I manage. “That was incredible.”
At this moment, with the sound of the waterfall in the background and the sun’s warmth on our skin, as well as the two males surrounding me, I’ve never felt happier.
I finally understand: this isn’t about survival anymore. It’s about belonging.
My wolf purrs contentedly.
Staying.