Page 53 of Mated to the Werewolves
Troy’s warning growl morphs into a moan. Sebastian rears up in a ripple of muscles and impales himself deeper on Troy’s cock. Troy quickly wraps his arm around Seb’s middle, and Sebastian ends up almost sitting on Troy’s powerful thighs.
“Fucking warn me next time,” Troy growls, then sinks his fangs deep into Sebastian’s shoulder.
My mouth falls open at the sheer display of power, but Sebastian doesn’t seem to mind—in fact, his cock, which has been lying semi-erect against his thigh since his recent orgasm, perks up and stands up in his lap, begging for attention. He tilts his head to the side to give Troy better access, and the bigger werewolf snarls softly, then licks the wound closed with long, careful swipes of his tongue.
“Will you bite me, too?” I ask Carter, unable to take my eyes off the two men in front of us.
Carter swipes my hair to the side and runs his snout over the skin of my shoulder, sniffing at it. “It would be an honor. I wantnothing more. But it’s, ah, very permanent. So you need to think about it hard, Emma. And when you’re ready, I’ll give you my bite and claim you forever.”
My cheeks heat at his words. He wants me forever? I lift my gaze to find Troy and Sebastian staring at us, both their faces reflecting such naked longing.
“Could you…” I stop myself and swallow thickly.
Maybe this isn’t the best time to make a potentially life-altering decision. While I’m still glowing from the best orgasm of my life and stuck on Carter’s cock. But my mind has never been clearer, my thoughts aligned toward one single goal.
To stay with my men for the rest of my life.
Because somehow, they’ve becomemine, and I can’t imagine I’ll ever want to let that go. They’ve claimed me, and now it’s time to claim them right back.
“I’d like you to bite me tomorrow.” My voice comes out clear, without a wobble, and I know it’s the exact right thing to say. “All of you. I’m ready.”
Chapter
Twenty-One
SEBASTIAN
“Will he have scars?” Emma whispers to Carter.
He shakes his head. “Werewolf bites heal fast if we lick them after. Not like other injuries. And they’re not deep. It’s the intention that counts.”
Her gaze tracks every move we make, and when Troy kisses his way up my neck and bites me again, she moans, her hips twitching as if she can’t keep still.
“You want to come again, Emma?” Carter skims his palms over her body, then cups her full breasts.
She gasps when he pinches her nipples. “Yeah.”
“Yeah, what?” Carter slips his hand between her thighs, his clawed fingers poised over her clit. “I need you to tell me.”
“I want to come again.”
Emma’s voice goes up in pitch, and the words go straight to my cock. It twitches, and the precum leaking from it slides down my shaft.
“Fuck, I’m close,” I whine. “Troy, please!”
His arm, still wrapped around my torso and holding me back, tightens. The movement somehow impales me deeper onto hiscock, and it’s almost enough to send me over. I’m used to having my prostate teased because both Carter and Troy arebig, but we don’t usually stay locked together like this for long, not unless it’s the full moon, and I’m twitchy all over from the overstimulation. I wasn’t lying when I said I needed to touch my dick—one hands-free orgasm a night isplenty.
Troy puts his lips to my ear. “Watch Emma. Don’t take your eyes off her, Sebastian.”
My eyelids flutter at the harsh command, but I force myself to focus on our gorgeous mate, on her pussy, stretched by Carter’s knot. On where Carter is carefully rolling her swollen clit, his fingertips slipping around in her wetness.
Her chest rises and falls on quick, panting breaths. The scent of our lovemaking fills the room, intoxicating and powerful.
Then Emma’s eyes fly open, and her lips part as Carter nudges his hips up, straining the connection between them. At the same time, he plucks her distended nipple and presses down on her clit.
Emma arches her body off his chest. Her orgasm hits, her surprised cry the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard. Carter throws his head back with a snarl and comes right after her, his knot still locked inside her.
That’s when Troy wraps his palm around my cock and pumps it, hard, and at the same time, sinks his teeth into me one last time. My mind blanks out from pleasure, and when he squeezes my knot, my climax slams into me with such force, I’d collapse if Troy wasn’t holding me up.
