Total pages in book: 192
Estimated words: 189782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 949(@200wpm)___ 759(@250wpm)___ 633(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 189782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 949(@200wpm)___ 759(@250wpm)___ 633(@300wpm)
They’re all business at first, scrubbing away the long day from our bodies. Shampoo, conditioner, body wash, rinse.
As Leo finishes with his hair, Kody lifts me against the wall and hooks his arms around my thighs to balance me. With foreplay out of the way, he doesn’t waste time.
Notching himself at my entrance, he impales me.
Fuck!
Too big. Too big. Too fucking big.
I squirm and whimper as he works himself in, kissing me through the stretch. His lips press against mine with such ferocity, every sweep and clash of his tongue leave me breathless and bruised.
The feral essence of his mouth seeps into my tastebuds, his sharp teeth catching tender skin, engulfing me in familiarity.
I would recognize him in the dark by taste alone. And his scent. His earthy, wildfire scent is the elixir that transports me to a little hunting cabin in the Arctic, surrounded by snow, hearth smoke, and masculine skin.
Thrusting into me, he grabs my hair and chases his pleasure. His impossible size scorches between my legs. I’m nothing but need and sensation as I open myself wider and do my best to take him as deeply as I can.
But it’s Leo’s voyeurism that cranks my arousal to the next level.
Eyes fixed on where Kody and I are joined, he flexes his hips, gripping himself and stroking in sync with Kody, lost in the moment.
The honesty in his expression, how blatantly hungry he is for me, how accepting he is, sharing me with the only brother he has left—I’m addicted to it.
I’m addicted to the three of us.
“You love what he’s giving you.” Leo hisses past clenched teeth, working his uncut cock harder, faster.
Sex with Kody is always a soulful experience. But sex with him in this new freedom? Freedom to fuck without freezing exposed skin? Without worrying about using precious calories? It elevates our intimacy, blazing past physical limits and making space for rabid, possessed, fiendish fucking.
“Only one thing missing.” I reach down and grip Leo’s hand on his cock. “Stop strangling that thing and put it inside me.”
“No room.” Kody grunts.
“If I can push a baby out, I can fit two dicks.”
“That thing he’s ramming inside you…” Leo angles closer, panting heavily. “It’s the size of a baby.”
Not quite. But Kody’s girth makes things more challenging.
“Can we not talk about babies right now?” Kody flexes his hips.
“I have another hole.” I climb up his frame, clinging to him as he buries himself deep. “Show him, Kody. Let him see where he can fit.”
A deep, guttural sound parts Kody’s lips as he palms my rear and strokes my back entrance with eager fingers. The idea must excite him because he drives his hips harder, sinking deeper. Then he shifts, peeling me off the wall to lean his back against the other.
So Leo can see his options.
The thought of taking them both at once sends a jolting thrill through me.
Leo plasters himself against my back, trapping me against Kody. His hardness jabs against me as his fingers slide down my crack to join Kody’s hand.
“Christ.” Leo groans against my shoulder.
Together, they caress and tease my tight ring of muscle, wetting it with my arousal, relaxing me, opening me up.
Then a thumb presses in. Leo’s thumb. Kody’s hands shift back to my waist as he continues to plough my pussy.
“I feel him.” Leo breathes, plunging two fingers into my ass. “I feel him moving inside you.”
“Imagine how that would feel on your cock.” I clench around his digits, making him hiss.
“I think…” He pumps his hand, stretching me. “It would feel incestuous.”
“That’s not us.”
“What’s not us?”
“Labels. Limits. Rules made by a society that’s quick to judge. They don’t know us or what we’ve been through.”
“Don’t stop.” Kody drops his head back, readjusts his grip on my hips, and pounds into me with the desperation of a man on the brink.
“Don’t stop what?” I hold on, riding his brutal thrusts.
“Whatever he’s doing. His fingers…stroking you…Oh, fuck. Fuck. Fuuuuuuck!”
He roars, his hips bucking with his release, the heat of it spurting inside me and triggering my own.
I scream and flail, choking and struggling to hang on as he empties himself, milking every drop from us both.
My Lycan prince. My sulky hunter. My grizzly lover.
His undoing is glorious.
Insatiable lust saturates his eyes as he stares at me. His lips, swollen and wet, separate to accommodate his rapid breath.
He hooks his thumb over my bottom teeth, calloused fingers cradling my chin, capturing me in a hold that feels more like possession than restraint.
Claimed. Loved. Theirs.
Still seated inside me, he doesn’t pull out as he drops his hand and shifts his attention to Leo over my shoulder.
I can’t decipher their wordless conversation, but something’s happening. I feel it in the air—the crackle, the challenge.
“Pull out.” Leo’s hot breath coats my neck, his fingers easing out of my ass to clutch my hips, to tug me back.