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His hand slid down and she went limp against his chest as he found her clit. Long, slow caresses distracted her completely. Her head lolled against his shoulder as he worked her higher. Kieran nodded to Tor, who moved forward, crouching down for a taste. That rough tongue of his seemed to hit the spot by the sound of her whimper.

I’d held it together, sheer will keeping me right where I was, but that was all it took to undo me. My belt fought me, my zipper too, as I tried to wrench my pants down. This was completely different to having a furtive little wank over porn.No post-nut clarity would have me recoiling in shame. My cock slapped against my palm, my knot swelling tighter, and then my hand moved up, tracing every aching inch of me as the other two went to work.

Chapter 12

Harper

Maybe this whole fated mate thing was worth pursuing, because if one set of hands working to get me off was awesome, two was even better. Then Tor had to fall forward, feline as a cat, as his tongue flicked out.

“Oh!”

I couldn’t stop that little gasp from escaping. Kieran had gotten me all wet and swollen when he went down on me, but Tor was something else. It felt like every nerve ending came alive, the sensation so intense I was nearly forced to pull away when he looked up at me. His eyes stared into mine as he licked his lips and then went back for more.

“Wait…” I didn’t want to stop him, instead using the grip on his hair to drag him closer, but I didn’t. “Tiger shifters have special tongues too?”

“All the better to eat you with, my dear.”

I didn’t point out that the quote was from the Big Bad Wolf, not the Big Bad Tiger. Maybe because if Granny was getting this treatment, she’d have sent her granddaughter deep intothe forest to play, as the tiger ate her alive. Tor flopped down, dragging me forward as Kieran’s fingers separated my folds, my clit feeling like it stood proudly from my body. Then as his finger slid down, Tor pushed his tongue inside me. Full and yet not full enough, I began to squirm.

“Oh fuck… Oh fuck…”

They had me caught on the pin of lust, a butterfly flapping its wings uselessly, but not for long. I wasn’t content to just be the recipient here. My hands slapped down either side of Tor’s hips as I dropped lower. That had my thighs spreading wider and Tor’s muffled growl seemed to indicate how he felt about that, right as my hand went around the base of his cock.

How did I give head to a spiky dick? I was about to find out.

“Mmmph!” Tor was forced to pull his mouth free of me as my tongue traced the shape of its crown. “Fuck, Harper, you don’t…”

Whatever he had to say, that was quickly forgotten as I ran my tongue around the base of one spine. Springy like an earlobe, he shuddered through the whole process. Right as a little spurt of precum escaped him, fingers found the place Tor had exited, tracing the shape of my entrance, then pushing in.

Yeah, just like that.

I lapped at one spine, then lunged forward, braving them in my need to have Tor down my throat. The spines folded back, which had him panting. Not for long though, his mouth busied itself making just as thorough an inspection of my clit.

The first thrust was a little scary. I could feel the spines tickling the insides of my mouth, and for a second I wondered if he’d lock down there, like a burr stuck to a sheep’s back. Instead, they moved with me. Flattening back when I bobbed my head, then pulling forward when I drew away.

“Harper…” Tor mumbled against my skin, forcing me to shiver. “Harper, you don’t…”

But I did.

If this was going to be my only chance, I’d walk away with stories to make my Nanna and her friends’ eyes go wide. Most guys liked a hand around their dicks when they got sucked off. I was about to find out if Tor felt the same way.

“Fuck!”

His hips thrust up, forcing his shaft deeper into my hand as I began to work it, my mouth fighting to keep pace. Kieran’s fingers pushed deeper in response. I found myself rocking back and forwards then, lost in the terrible rhythm they set. My pleasure, Tor’s, even Kieran’s, it all seemed like the same thing, until a hand landed on my hip.

“Want to find out how bear shifters differ from humans?”

I pulled free, looking over my shoulder to see that Kieran was a dark, shadowy shape now. Just a wall of muscle and an open pair of pants. He fisted his cock in long, slow strokes that had me turning around.

“Thank fuck for that,” Tor gasped, pulling me against him as I sat there on my knees. “You had me so damn close.”

His kisses down my neck were a pleasant distraction, but not for long.

“No spikes,” I said, reaching out and tracing a finger along the underside of Kieran’s cock.

“Just one big one.”

As Tor’s arm went around my waist, holding me in place, Kieran wrapped my palm around his length. That’s when I felt it. A guy’s dick might get diamond hard when he was ready to come, but that was nothing compared to this. I swivelled my hand, feeling something long and hard buried inside his shaft.

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