Page 23 of In the Mouth of the Wolf

Not that he needed to say anything. We all knew exactly how he was feeling.

Elias got up from where he had passed out and raced down to help subdue our pack mate.

Meanwhile Marlowe had turned into her own version of feral in my arms. Despite her lack of strength, she was much harder to subdue than the raging alpha in the living room. My cock felt like it was going to explode, her pheromones driving me crazy. Her thighs were still covered in slick, and I felt the need to rut start to come forward. My vision blurred, focusing only on the omega pinned beneath me, and I growled.

“Guys… I need your help here!”

Camden came rushing back in, putting his arms around my waist and yanking me off the mewling omega.

“Please!” she begged. “Why won’t you fuck me? I need you!”

Nolan roared again, and I heard the sound of bodies falling and furniture scraping across the floor.

What a disaster. Why did any of us think we could handle this?

“My bag!” Elias yelled from the other room, where he was fighting off Nolan. “I have something that might help!”

I ripped myself away and dashed towards the second bedroom, dumping out Elias’s duffle in a heap on the floor. Mixed in with his clothes something fell with athunk, and I dug out the silicone object.

A vibrator? I breathed a sigh of relief. “Elias, you’re a genius!”

I ran back to her bedroom, where Camden was attempting to settle her back down to the point that a purr could calm her. Instead, I took off her wet jeans.

“Dude, what the fuck?” Camden asked. “We said…”

“I know what we said!” I yelled back. The scent of her slick filled the air, and I slipped her panties off next.

I took a moment to compose myself, as Camden closed his eyes and tried his best to disassociate from the situation.

She was completely drenched, and my mouth suddenly felt parched. All I wanted was to wrap her creamy thighs around my head and lick her clean.

I slapped myself in the face.

Focus!

Clicking the vibrator on, I brought it down to her clit, slowly circling around her perfect bud. She sighed sweetly, grinding her hips against the toy.

“Wha…” Camden had stopped pretending he was somewhere else and now watched in awe. “I… does this count? As not…”

“Shhh…” I replied. “Maybe it’s a gray area if we’re holding it, but we’re not going to survive if she doesn’t get any relief.”

He swallowed the lump in his throat and slid down the bed, his attention focused on the vibrator now pumping slowly in and out of her perfect pussy.

Marlowe arched her back, panting heavily. “Yes,” she moaned. “More, I need more!”

I grabbed her hand and guided it towards the toy. “Do you want to try?”

She bit her lip, writhing in pleasure as she took her hand back, gripping the sheets below her and shaking her head.

“I need your spoken confirmation, Marlowe,” I said, my voice low and controlled. “Who do you want holding the vibrator – me or you?”

“You,” she whined. “Archer, I want you.”

My breath hitched, and I didn’t think it was possible, but her words got me even harder.

I slid it in further, careful not to brush her skin with my fingers. I watched as she closed her eyes, her lids fluttering and lips parting when I brushed the toy past her G-spot.

Her hips bucked, and her panting grew more frantic. From the base of the vibrator, I could feel her pussy clench, and she moaned as an orgasm rippled through her body. Then she collapsed, a deep sleep claiming her almost immediately.

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