Page 51 of In the Mouth of the Wolf

“Mmm, next time. Tonight, I selfishly want her all to myself.”

He sighed, rubbing his hand down his face. “I don’t blame you.”

Marlowe stirred in my arms, her eyelashes fluttering as she awoke. “Archer?” she whispered. “Is that you?

“Yes, it’s me.”

She opened her eyes fully and raised herself up on her elbow. “I selfishly want you here, too.”

Archer looked at me for confirmation and I shrugged. “What sugar wants, sugar gets.”

He tried unsuccessfully to hide the grin on his face as he entered and closed the door behind him, stripping quickly down to his underwear. He slipped in on the other side, facing Marlowe.

“I want to see what your pussy looks like taking my pack mate’s knot,” he said, his voice low and commanding.

She clenched around me, turned on by Archer’s dominance, and timidly raised her leg.

Archer lowered his face right next to where we were joined, running his fingers along her stretched skin. She moaned quietly, and I began kneading her breasts and kissing along her neck.

“Fascinating,” he whispered. He suddenly stuck out his tongue and licked the length from my balls to her clit, sending a wave of pleasure between the two of us. My knot re-inflated, and her breath caught in her chest, another orgasm building inside her.

“That’s it.” Archer smiled, spurring us on. He licked her clit again and then stuck his fingers in her mouth as she opened it to moan. She closed around them, sucking as they pumped. Below, he kept a steady, oral assault on her sensitive bud.

Every sensation she felt rippled through me, an erotic chain reaction that left me ready to explode again. When I came once more, Marlowe screamed around Archer’s fingers, but he didn’t stop.

A garbled “please” escaped her puffy lips, but Archer was relentless.

“Such a good girl. You can take another, can’t you?”

Marlowe nodded, a tear forming in the corner of her eye as Archer devoured her clit again. My balls twitched, ready to shoot another load. I couldn’t believe I had anything left in there.

Her moans and pants crescendoed into a loud cry, and I roared, releasing even more of my seed.

Archer’s gaze bored into me while I came, and his grin was nothing short of devious. He was enjoying the hell out of torturously pleasuring Marlowe in order to make me orgasm, too.

He lowered himself again and licked up the cum that had leaked out around her entrance, sucking until he had gathered it all in his mouth. Then he came back up and kissed her, using his tongue to push it all in. She took it all and swallowed.

Holy fuck.

The pack and I had never shared a female before, and to be honest, I was a little apprehensive about fucking Marlowe with company.

But Archer was diving headfirst, and it was kind of hot.

“Good girl.” He patted her on the cheek as he praised her.

I groaned as the words set off another chain reaction of orgasms between Marlowe and me, and Archer sat back, admiring his handiwork.

“Please,” she moaned. “It’s too much…”

He tutted as he laid back down, taking her face in his hands. “Yes, that’s enough for tonight. Go to sleep,yeobo.”

She surrendered to exhaustion, and I followed soon after.

25

MIKE

Iadjusted my cufflinks as I made my way down the marble hallway. I had fought my way free from those beta shifters at the hotel easily enough, and then driven straight to New Orleans without stopping.

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