Page 29 of Mated to the Werewolves
“What do you need, baby?” I murmur.
In answer, she reaches between us and grabs my cock. I jerk up, then laugh, surprised at her directness.
“Well, all right, then,” I purr. “Carter, help me, will you?”
I glance up at him and nod at the underwear covering Emma’s pussy. He releases my knee and shreds the cotton fabric with a few careful slashes of his claws, then stares at the treasure he has uncovered. Emma leans back against my chest and hooks her legs on either side of my thighs, so she’s spread out on my lap, open to Carter’s gaze.
I slip my hand to Emma’s pussy, my fingers touching her wetness.
“Oh, Emma.” I dip lower, finding her tight opening, and circle it, teasing. “Is that for us?”
She rests her head on my shoulder. “I can’t help it.”
“That’s how it needs to be,” Carter tells her while he spreads her knees wider. “Now, do you want to take Sebastian’s cock?”
“Yes,” she agrees.
I lift her just enough to remove my underwear, shoving it down, and notch my cockhead at her hot pussy lips.
Emma sighs as she sinks onto my length. Her pussy envelops me like a glove, an exquisite sensation, and I bite back a groan. It’s unimaginably good to finally have my mate in my arms, and I don’t want to embarrass myself by going off too quickly.
I take her waist and gently push her lower, then shift her again, pressing inside her in small increments. I relish every sharp inhale of breath, every swallowed moan, because it means I’m doing right by our mate. Emma rolls her hips for me, trying her best to relax, but she’s tight and I’m large, which means…
“Help,” I force out through gritted teeth, staring at Carter.
His gaze has been riveted to the spot where Emma and I are joined, and he shudders. He suddenly sprouts fur all along his arms, then makes it disappear again. I laugh because it’s so unusual for him to lose control like that, and he growls at me, his fangs on full display.
“Carter.”
Emma reaches out for him, and he surges forward, kissing her. He’s careful with his teeth and gentle in how he holds her, but Emma’s reaction is immediate. She softens around me, allowing me to slip an inch deeper, almost to the hilt.
I’m so focused on her that I miss Troy looming beside us—until he grabs my chin and kisses me, his tongue plunging deep, his claws pricking my jaw.
It’s so fucking erotic, having him fuck my mouth while Emma is sitting on my cock. I gasp and rock my hips up on instinct, unable to control myself. Emma cries out, but Carter is there for her, soothing and kissing her until she settles back, her ass now flush with my groin.
“Fuck,” I groan, lips tingling from Troy’s kisses. “Warn a guy next time, will you?”
His deep chuckle is filled with dirty promises. “You’re fucking our new mate, brother. I wanted you to remember who you belonged to first.”
I clutch Emma’s hips, forcing myself to remain perfectly still for a moment. I gaze up at Troy and raise my chin for another kiss. “I could never forget. I can’t wait for the full moon. You’ll fuck me while I’m inside her, won’t you?”
Troy’s eyes flash golden, and his growl is a physical thing. “Don’t tease me.”
“I want that,” Emma pipes up. “That sounds amazing.”
Carter fits himself between both our thighs and leans in until Emma is flat against me and I feel her every panting breath. “It’llbe so good for both of you,” he purrs. “Can you imagine how hard Sebastian will come?”
Emma’s pussy squeezes me, and I let out a choked laugh.
“I think she’s imagining it,” I quip. “Now can you move so I can make her come?”
Emma giggles. “This is so freaking strange. We’re having sex but also laughing at the same time.”
I peer at her profile. “That’s the best part of having sex, baby. Having fun.”
She grins back at me. “I’m starting to get tha—oh!”
Her body jerks in my arms, her back arching, and I realize Carter has finally had enough of teasing and has put his fingers on her clit. She melts back against me and moves her hips as much as she can.
