Werewulf Journals 3: Hungry Pleasures (34 page)

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the thin membrane of Kaila’s passages. His fangs flashed when he answered. “Baby, you won’t find anyone more carnivorous than we two!”

Rickard’s full lips parted in a happy smile as his cock perked up and hugged the curve of his belly. He rubbed his hands together, giddy as a loon. “Personally, sweetheart, I’m just happy I don’t have to slink away and play pocket pool. I’d give up my chance at Nirvana for the chance to sink back into something hot and tight. I hope you’re prepared to be devoured.

Wait here while I go find some lube.”

She nodded, glancing over at Pavel for his approval. Feeling proud of her, he nodded

and she took a deep breath and squared her shoulders. “Okay, so how does this work?” She giggled a bit, displaying her unease. “I mean…how do we set it up? I know tab C goes into slot P, but uh…who goes on top, who’s on the bottom, or do we all lie on our sides?”

Strong emotion called to his beast. Heart filled to bursting, Pavel forced the wulf back under his skin, fought off the change, determined to give his courageous woman a night she would always remember. Taking a deep breath to calm himself, he held out his hand, waited for Kaila to take it. “Just follow our lead, honey. Trust us. We’re going to make this so good for you.”

He thought he’d break down and cry at the love shining in her eyes. “I thought you

knew…I trust you with my life.” love y

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ou.

Her confession rendered him speechless. Mother Moon, my dark bitch, you make me

insane with love for you. Let me prove it to you. Tell us what you want and we will fulfill your wishes.

“Tonight, I want to pretend I’m the celebrity star with the male harem everybody

wants. I want to be fucked by two beautiful, sexy males who only have eyes for me.”

Returning from the bathroom with a tube of K-Y, Rickard groaned. “She still doesn’t

believe we find her beautiful, my friend.”

“She will. We’re going to fuck her in front of the mirror.”

A wide grin slashed across Rickard’s face while Kaila’s paled. “Great idea!”

They both advanced on her, cocks bobbing and eager, pointing toward her pussy like

hunting dogs on pointe. She backed up, hands held out before her, a nervous laugh tripping from her lips. “Now, guys…”

“Get her!” Rickard yelled, making a swipe for her and missing.

Pavel pounced, covering the space between them with a single bound. He pinned her

arms behind her as Rickard dragged the free-standing mirror over by the bed. “Easy, Ms.

Morgan. It’s just your harem getting ready to fuck you senseless. After all, we only have eyes for you.” He took her mouth as her lips opened, killing whatever she’d planned to say. She tasted so sweet Pavel almost resented his friend when he interrupted.

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“I think this way will work. You’re a bit shorter than me and strong enough to hold her standing up. Once you’ve got her pinned on your cock, I’ll take her ass. You face the bed so she can see the mirror over your shoulder.”

That wasn’t quite what he’d envisioned. “No. We’ll stand sideways so she can see

herself between us, see how our bodies adore her.”

“Oh guys, you’re making me seriously hot, here!”

“Good girl. That’s just how I want my chocolate-flavored bitch…seriously hot. Hot

enough to burn us all up.” Pavel stroked a semierect nipple, giving it a pinching caress that had it firming up under his appreciative gaze. He continued to play with her breasts until she was panting and begging. Only then did he stop and lift her up into his arms. Glancing over at Rickard, he ordered, “Fist my cock and hold it up while Kaila sinks down on me.”

Rickard’s eyes gleamed as his big palm engulfed Pavel’s flesh, the heat from his fingers wrapped around his cock helping to stiffen it, not that he wasn’t already hard as a spike.

“Oh, my god…” Kaila’s voice shook.

Pavel followed Kaila’s gaze down to where his cock reared, thick and jutting, the blunt head leaking precum in small rivulets that ran down the sloped tip. He bit back a yelp when Rickard knelt and swiped his tongue across the helmeted top and then glanced up, his lips glistening with the slick juice.

“Oh, shit!” Kaila crooned, watching avidly. “That is so freaky deek!”

Rickard smirked. “You want me to do it again?”

For all his protestations, Pavel knew he could easily slip back under Rickard’s spell.

Their love was so different it posed no threat to the heart connection he shared with Kaila.

He couldn’t help being thankful when she said no.

“I want you to do me!” She pouted.

Pavel could have kissed her. In fact, he did. When she came up for air she ordered,

“That’s my cock. Take it out of your mouth and put it inside me like you were told!”

“Whatever you wish, your Highness.”

Pavel could have told Rickard his sarcasm was lost on Kaila. This was how she was

when she succumbed to the sexual frenzy ruling her libido. Queen-like, she fully expected them to obey her every whim.

Rickard tightened his grip on his cock as Pavel began lowering Kaila down his shaft.

Her sizzling juices seared his distended glans as her tight folds closed around the tip, her intimate muscles squeezing the life out of him.

“Mother Moon, you’re tight!”

She groaned, leaned down to nip his shoulder. “Mmm…you’re so big! Fill me up, big

bad wolf. Fuck me like the animal I know you are!”

Rickard blew out a shocked breath. “Shit! Pavel, have you done her in battle form?”

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Her head came up off his shoulder. “Huh?”

“Shut up, Rickard.” Pavel grit his teeth, pushing up into her, concentrating on burying the last inch of his cock in her torrid heat. He groaned. “I’m in and I won’t last long like this.

Her pussy is strangling me. Hurry up and take her ass!”

The prince didn’t need telling twice. Checking to make sure his condom was secure,

Rickard opened the tube of lubrication and squeezed a large dollop onto his palm. While he slicked it over his cock and used first one finger then two to work it into her small puckered hole, Pavel forced Kaila to watch herself in the mirror.

“Look, love. See how your pussy gloves my cock. Greedy little thing doesn’t want to let me go.” He used the strength in his arms to lift her up and off his organ only to bring her jouncing back down. “Look how wet you’ve made my penis…it’s shining with your slippery juices.”

She whimpered, fingers clenching like claws into the hair at the nape of his neck. He felt the slight tug all the way to his balls. “Rickard!”

“All most there, drouch. She is too small to rush in. I must take my time.”

Suddenly, Kaila shouted. Tightening her thighs about his hips, she lifted up, trying to escape the solid cock tunneling up her back chamber. “Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! I didn’t know it would hurt this bad!”

“Relax, my heart. Push out and it will get better. I promise you once he gets in, you’re going to love it.” Pavel gripped her plump cheeks, pulled them wider apart to help ease Rickard’s way. He could feel the other man’s long, thick cock sliding alongside his inside his woman’s narrow channel. His balls drew up.

“By all that’s holy, I’m in, Pavel!” Rickard shouted, voice hoarse with strain.

Pavel looked down at Kaila’s expressive face, knew his own expression had to be fierce.

“Now, my darling, we fuck!”

In no hurry, he let Rickard set the pace. The prince’s slow, smooth glides in and out of her rectum soon had Kaila thrusting backward, wildly riding the thick cock embedded in her ass.

Pavel wanted to scream as each jounce of her full curvy body rocked her on his steely boner, stoking the flames roaring at the base of his spine and between his legs. Rickard’s upper thighs, dusted with a thatch of wiry hair, brushed against his swollen testicles, making it harder each time for Pavel to bite back his animalistic moans. His balls were on fire, the strained flesh full, tight, and sensitive as they slapped against the round curves of her jiggling ass.

He could only imagine what Kaila was feeling, her small pussy stuffed with his monster cock, her ass filled to the brim with Rickard’s long, though less thick organ. He’d had that shaft buried to its balls and knew how its heavy weight felt plunging deeply in his

constricted channel.

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By the look on Kaila’s face, the glory shining in her eyes, she loved being the sole focus of two lusty males intent on her pleasure. “Look!” he rasped, turning her head back to the mirror. “Look at us!”

She had to see what he saw…three people, linked and joined, intimately tied together

with lust and love. One woman, bridging the gap between two friends…her channels the

medium in which they met, passed…and met again.

One of Rickard’s hands came around and gripped Pavel’s hip. The other dropped to

finger Kaila’s clit. Mirroring him, Pavel’s hand joined his at his mate’s gleaming pearl, both fingers battling to bring her ecstasy.

And then they were all going up in flames…

White-hot heat poured over the three of them as Pavel linked them all together with a mental connection that seared through their individualities. Together, they writhed in the tumultuous heart of a carnal storm, bodies and minds buffeted by a maelstrom of flashing emotions -- primal, wild, and fierce. Hips flexing, necks straining, arms gripping, pussy convulsing, cocks exploding, they came and came, tortured with a pleasure so sharp it cut, so bright it blinded. So pure it washed away all jealousy, loneliness, and pain, leaving them at peace, at rest…in love.

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world-destroying orgasm, the three of them fell limply apart. Drunk with repletion, the three staggered to the bed, Pavel and Kaila still intimately connected. Unused to the intense emotions of a threesome done right, Kaila quickly fell into a pleasure-induced stupor.

Taking pity on his unconscious love, Pavel dropped a possessive kiss on her forehead

and eased his deflated cock out of her. He rolled over onto his back, replete and happy.

Rickard rose and made his unsteady way to the bathroom. A minute later, Pavel heard

the water running and smiled gratefully. He whispered his thanks when Rickard returned sans soiled condom, holding two warm, sudsy cloths.

Together, they cared for their slumbering lover, gently cleansing her swollen, reddened pussy and rectum before taking care of each other. When they finished, Pavel tossed both soiled cloths toward the bathroom, too tired to get out of bed. He’d deal with them in the morning.

Going to his side, Pavel wrapped his arms around Kaila’s thick waist and pulled her

close, spooning her against him so his quiescent cock nestled between the cushiony hills of her lush bottom. Behind him, he felt Rickard snuggling close, a warm presence at his other side.

There was still much for him to do. He had to catch a murderer, keep Sated Pleasures

afloat, stop the clients from rioting, and maintain control in the face of chaos. Relaxed and

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drowsy, he smiled into the dark. Though serious, those problems didn’t worry him in the least. After all, he had his friend at his back and his mate by his side. Together, they could conquer the world.

… for now

Camille Anthony

Camille Anthony, a sunny California transplant, is quick to say her fertile imagination and a love of romance fuels her writing, which she has been doing since grade school. Her favorite stories are those of strong, honorable people -- whatever the race, or planet of origin -- who are driven by love and lust to find and hold that one special someone. She likes her heroines feisty, her heroes dominant and her passion red hot!

She loves to hear from her readers. Your comments and suggestions are appreciated.

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