Page 59 of Thrown To The Wolf


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“Finn,” I moaned. I was close, so fucking close. You always feel that rise in the sweet ache that leads to orgasm, but right now, I felt swollen. The rhythmic pull of Hawk and Aaron’s mouths on my nipples, the increasing flick of Slade’s fingers, and Brandon sucking down my cries was just about to push me over the edge.

Finn seemed to sense this, and dragged me up and away from the rest of the pack, holding me against his body as he made slower, deeper lunges inside.

“I’ve got you, Jules,” he said. “I’ve got you.”

I felt the burn of his tongue as he licked the side of my neck, the venom more sensitive when it ran across the corrugations of my previous scars. I stiffened at the nip of his teeth, his cock throbbing as I clenched around him.

“Do it,” I rasped. “I need it.”

And I did. I hung in the endlessly sweet period of pleasure, where the whole world feels like it stills for that moment right before you come. But this was sustained, teased endlessly by the rapid movement of his cock, but not yet thrown off the edge into bliss. I heard the jagged shift of h

is breath, felt the erratic snap of his hips, and then his teeth closed around my flesh.

The world exploded, and so did I.

The orgasm that came was amazing while somehow being almost irrelevant, as with it came a rushing tumble of emotions. Shame and contrition, love and need, remorse and repentance and bliss and ecstasy and Finn—just Finn. He throbbed through as his hand held my hips still, his cock jetting ropes of cum inside me.

He didn’t let go of me when we started to come back down, just licked the sluggish well of blood from my neck and held me close, so for a moment, I could just bask in feeling Finn.

“You OK, love?”

I looked up to see Brandon and Aaron eyeing me cautiously, and I understood why. The last time I’d been marked, I’d gone into some kind of altered state, so they appeared ridiculously pleased to see my eyes flutter open. I reached for them wordlessly, kissing one then the other, over and over. I’d just come, I felt the trickle of Finn’s seed within me, his cock still hard, but I needed their lips, the taste of them on my tongue. Which was perhaps why Finn turned me in his arms and kissed me before pulling away.

“Don’t,” I said, and immediately regretted it. We’d only just reconnected, and the separation felt instantly painful, something that struck Finn hard, but he scooped me up and held me to his chest.

“It’s OK. We’re bound together as closely as a man and woman can be. I’ll never do that to you again.” He turned me in his arms and pointed me at Aaron and Brandon. “Look at how hard they are for you, how much they’re longing to touch you.” All four guys were, but it appeared some sort of order had been established, and Slade and Hawk were content to watch the proceedings with hungry eyes. “Go to them, Jules, and let them make you theirs. I’m not going anywhere.”

“This isn’t some kind of production line. You don’t have to do me one after the other,” I said as Aaron took me from Finn.

“Have to?” he said, hand slipping between my thighs. “No. Want to? Hell, yes. Isn’t that right, love?”

He swung my head down, and my breasts felt like they were on display as my back arched. Brandon noted this with a hot look, and then got down on his hands and knees and kissed me. Long, slow, it was as if he was making love to my mouth as Aaron’s fingers grew more insistent. I wriggled as my well-used cunt throbbed with the aftershocks of the last orgasm and the start of the next one.

“Not this time,” Aaron said, holding me still. “This time you’re ours, we call the shots.”

“And what are you going to do with me?”

“This,” he said as he slithered out from under me, dropped my legs over the end of the bed, and fell down between them.

“But…”

My protest fell away at the first swipe of his tongue. So soft and firm and mobile, it stroked what Finn had hammered in such a different way, it was almost a completely separate act. Brandon lay his head down beside mine, kissing me as my pants grew faster, my moans deeper, right up until the point Aaron stood up, his face shiny with me.

“I’m going to bite you once he gets that cock into you,” Brandon said. “So, if you don’t want that, you need to tell me. Then when he gets close to coming, he’s going to do the same, aren’t you, love?”

Aaron’s nod was abrupt, his whole attention focussed on where he was rubbing his cock against me.

“What about you?” I ground out, feeling the head of Aaron’s cock push in. It was always hard work, fucking Aaron, but he brought a pleasure of being supremely, awesomely full that no one else could.

Brandon watched my hands claw at the bedspread, my body writhing with a smile.

“I’m going to come inside Aaron when you move on to Slade and Hawk. I’m going to watch them pull more and more orgasms from one beautiful mate while fucking the other, and then I’m gonna bite him and he’s going to bite me and make me his mate.”

“Yeah?” Aaron said, stilling for a moment. His eyes flicked from one to the other of us, and when Brandon nodded, the sweetest smile spread across his face. It took him a little while to recover, the expression on his face tugging hard at my heart. We needed to do more to get that happening on the regular, because he was radiant.

“You ready, Jules?” he said finally, coming back to the task at hand.

I clutched Brandon’s hand and then nodded.

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