Page 19 of Claimed By the Feral Wolves

Ezra kisses me. “It’s a good thing, Jelly Bean. A very good thing.”

Cayson slides down between my legs, and I tense, waiting. Then, his hot tongue begins to lick my folds, touching a bundle of nerves that just feels oh so good. Unable to help myself, I cry out.

Ezra is back at my side, and his mouth finds mine. We’re kissing and kissing, drinking each other in. I’m holding onto him, or else I’ll get lost in the storm, and Cayson is doing impossible things to my body. With each lick of his tongue, stars dance in my vision. Each time he sucks, I feel like my soul leaves my body. The man should make a career out of this, because it’s just so good that I’m losing all control.

Ezra’s hands begin to play with my breasts again. His tongue tangles with my own, and we’re both breathing hard. Panting. The minutes spin away as they seem to have all the time in the world to drive me crazy. My body seems to be heating up,preparing for something, but every time I get close, they pull away.

Finally, I break my lips from Ezra’s, my heart beating wildly. “I think… I need more. Someone, please.”

Cayson’s licking stops. Ezra freezes beside me. I shift, uncomfortable, wondering why they stopped.

Ezra kisses the space behind my ear gently. “Are you sure, Faye? Are you sure that’s what you want?”

I don’t hesitate. “Yes.”

Cayson moves to lay at my side. He looks at Ezra. “You go first. You’ll be more patient… more gentle.”

Ezra nods.

Standing, he removes his underwear, and his erection pops free. My jaw drops. I’ve never seen a man naked before. I don’t know what I expected, but the massive cock in front of me is not it.

“Will that fit?” The question explodes from my lips.

Ezra chuckles darkly. “You were made to take my cock. It’ll fit.”

I’m not so sure, but he climbs on top of me.

Beside me, Cayson rises and slides off his underwear too, and a tremble moves through me. Men can’t possibly all be built like this. They might be telling me this is natural, but there’s nothing natural about their massive tent poles. No one can tell me that other men are this big.

Cayson climbs back in bed with me, takes my hand, and wraps it around his cock. It is slick and feels unbelievably good in my hand. It’s like silk over iron, soft yet hard all at the same time. He leads me, showing me how to grip him, how to run my hand up and down his cock, while squeezing tightly. I know I must be doing it right when he groans, and his whole body shudders beside me.

Ezra, on the other hand, nudges my legs, spreading me wider. When he’s between my thighs, settled on top of me, I truly start to wonder if this is going to work. I’m tiny compared to him. He’s a giant of a man.His cock can’t possibly fit. Can it?

He kisses down my neck. “This might hurt a little, but I’ll go slow. I’ll be gentle.”

I calm at his words.Ezra could never hurt me, not really. If he’s promising to be slow and gentle, then he will be.

The tip of his cock presses into my folds, and he begins to slide himself in my wetness. The movement makes my toes curl, and I’m breathing hard as he continues to play just inside of me. Making me want all kinds of things that I’ve never wanted before.

When his tip begins to slide into my entrance, I steel myself for pain, but Ezra is very, very slow. His mouth moves down my neck, sucking harder and harder until he lightly bites me, followed by a groan.

Cayson’s hard cock feels incredible in my hand, and his warm body against mine makes me feel safe and protected. When I glance at him and see his eyes hooded, and his incredibly beautiful face, I’m a bit amazed that these two men are somehow here with me.How did I get so lucky?

Ezra pushes deeper and deeper inside me until he stops, hesitating. “You’re sure?”

My nails dig into his back. “Please,” I beg him.

He takes a deep breath that shakes his entire body, then pushes in. There’s a brief moment of pain. A flash of surprise and confusion all at once. My body seems to be in shock, tense and distracted from my pleasure.

Ezra captures my lips and kisses me harder and harder, until the memory of the pain begins to fade away, and I start to wiggle beneath him, wanting more. He pushes deeper into me, the fit impossibly tight, but also surprisingly pleasurable.

When he comes to his hilt, he breaks our kiss. I hear him release a string of curses the likes of which I never imagined coming from him.

Cayson gives a humorless laugh. “Not as easy to keep control in her tight, little body as you thought, huh?”

“Shut up,” Ezra groans.

For a brief moment I wonder if I’ve done something wrong when he pulls out, then pushes back into me. I gasp as pleasure explodes through every inch of my body, and I cling to him as my head spins. He murmurs my name, pulls out again, then slams back in. Over and over again he takes me so deep and so hard that I feel like I must be dreaming. That nothing could ever feel this good.

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