My mates. The pleasure mixes into a concoction of lust to cloud my vision.
I vaguely hear Caleb pick up the belt. He puts the leather against my pussy, trailing the cold, metal buckle along my clit and up to my entrance, while Dom’s hands come back to my ass. My eyes shoot open at the feel of his belt. Propping myself up, I turn to look back at Caleb. My heart races. He said he wouldn’t unless it was needed. Fear spikes through me. What did I do wrong?
“Relax, baby girl. It’s not what you think.”
Dom massages my shoulders and pushes my upper body back down against the mattress. “I’m going to make you feel so fucking good.” My heartbeat picks up and the flood of adrenaline makes the pulsing need between my thighs pound even harder. I trust him to do whatever he wants to my body. He gives me pain I didn’t know I needed, and pleasure I didn’t know existed.
“Please.” It’s the only word I can manage. After I speak, Dom’s hands move lower, spreading my lips and exposing my throbbing clit. I hear the swing of the leather and then it smacks against my hard nub, sending a jolt of pleasure through my body. There’s hardly any force behind the blow, but the feeling is so intense that my body stiffens and shakes uncontrollably. Dom holds me in place as a shock races through my body, making me cry out in ecstasy. I’m paralyzed with wave after wave of pleasure as Caleb strikes my clit with the leather again and again, extending my orgasm. My body shudders in Dom’s grasp, overwhelmed with the mix of pleasure and pain. As the last aftershocks subside, I collapse into Dom’s arms and he pulls me close, kissing and nipping my neck.
After I come down from the intensity of everything, I find myself between my two mates, held tightly by both of them under the covers. I hum my satisfaction into Dom’s chest. “Mmm, I liked that.”
“I don’t think I can hit you.” His sad eyes tell me he thinks he’s failing me. That he won’t be able to sate me.
“I don’t want you to. I just want you to love me.” The truthful words are voiced easily. His lips find mine before the last word is fully spoken, kissing me with passion.
“Isn’t she perfect.” Caleb’s comment is a statement, not a question. I would smile, but my lips are being forced open by Dom’s tongue.
“She’s so goddamned perfect.” My eyes shoot open at Dom’s words and my heart pounds. I can hear his muted reply, yet his mouth is still on mine, his eyes closed in ecstasy. Even so, I heard him loud and clear. His eyes stay closed as he leans his body into mine. I shut my eyes quickly as Dom rolls me onto my back and settles between my legs. He pulls back, biting my bottom lip before kissing along my neck and nipping my collarbone. All the while I listen in on their silent conversation.
“I love the marks you leave on her.”
“Everyone who sees her will know she’s taken.”
“I feel like an asshole.” Caleb’s words are almost a whisper.
“Why?”
“She’s not healing because her wolf is hurting, yet I’m enjoying the marks.”
“Don’t think like that.” It’s quiet for a moment while Dom lies down beside me, pulling me back into his chest. Caleb kisses my shoulder and spoons me from behind while his hand runs along my tummy. Both of their erections dig into my flesh.
“You smell her heat?” My heat? Oh my God, I’m going to be in heat during the claiming. The thought makes my pussy clench and a small smile plays on my lips, but I bury it in Dom’s strong, hard chest.
“Just barely.”
“I can’t wait to knock her up.” My smile widens at Dom’s admission. I nuzzle my nose into his chest to hide it as he looks down at me and kisses my hair.
“You think our pups will be latent?” Dom’s question shocks me and my smile vanishes. Latent.
“Don’t know, I’ve never met a latent wolf before.” His words are easy, no judgment, no fear.
“She’ll love them just as much, won’t she?” And with those words, Dom melts my heart. His only concern is how I would react.
“Of course she will. Why wouldn’t she?”
“She thinks she’s less of a wolf because of it.” His words fuel me to push my body into his, wanting as much of him against me as possible. Tears prick again. Fucking tears. I wish I could just stop crying. At least these are happy tears.
“That’s all right; she’ll learn she’s perfect. We’ll teach her.” The tears stream down my heated face as the realization of how much they love me hits me with a force that makes my body want to bow to them.