Lords of the Hill: BBW Werewolf Erotica (Smut-Shorties Book 3) Read Free Page B

circled the dripping entrance to her cunt. With no warning, he stabbed the nubile organ deep. Tongue-fucked her with a growl that vibrated against her clit.
    Oh god, that was... She arched with a cry, riding his face.
    “That’s it, love.” Darrick’s voice was a silken temptation. “Come for us… Let Verne taste your release and we’ll both fuck you. You want that? Being fucked by two alpha wolves?”
    She tried a nod, but it was no good. Darrick’s crude words had broken the dam of her control. She couldn’t hold it back anymore and pleasure washed over her in a torrent. Her mouth opened in a soundless cry, her hips rocking. Verne didn’t let up though, licking and sucking her clit even as she shattered apart in their arms.
    “Fuck… She smells fantastic.” Darrick’s lips were hot on her neck. She turned her head, seeking his mouth. Where Verne had been soft at first, Darrick wasn’t. His kiss was hard and demanding. Exactly what she needed. She kissed him back, lips and tongues entwining in a torrid embrace.
    Verne pulled away, handling her as though she weighed nothing. Hands under her ass, he still supported her as he stood. “She tastes even better,” he said, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand.
    He reached out, and ran his free hand down her curves. Somewhere between kneeling and standing, he’d released his cock and the thick, wide head brushed against her. She bit her lip as her clit ached, her pussy clenching hard. She needed him to push forward, to fill her to the hilt but the heat in his amber gaze held her captive.
    He dipped his knees, hand between them to fit the head of his cock against her. Then he paused, his eyes seeking hers. Like he was asking permission.
    “Yes, yes… Get on with it,” she panted, trying to push forward. The thick head of his cock pressed into her, parting the delicate tissues. The world stopped, time paused as her body stretched around him.
    He grunted, head dropped forward, and a shudder racked his body. Tension held him rigid, apart from his fingers which dug into her hips. Slowly, he eased forward. Not an all-out, balls-to-the-wall thrust to get inside her as she’d expected. Instead, he pushed in a little, then drew back, then pushed further. A see-saw motion that worked his cock deeper inside her little by little.
    She gasped, her body wracked with sensation. Her kiss with Darrick trailed off as she tried to process the tight, almost painful stretch as Verne impaled her on his thick shaft inch by slow inch. She sucked a hard breath in, then let it out, and nodded when he looked up at her, amber eyes half-hidden by his long dark hair full of concern.
    “It’ll feel good soon, love.” Darrick’s assurances weren’t needed but sweet anyway. She nodded and tilted her head to allow him to kiss along her neck. Verne’s hips met hers and he stopped, fully seated in her. The sensation was indescribable. Full and hot and tight, but perfect.
    Time slowed to a crawl as her body fought to accept the invasion but within seconds the tight feeling faded. She knew of every inch of him. Every ridge. Every vein as he throbbed within her. And it felt fantastic.
    The need to move overtook her, and she shifted. His cock moved within her, stroking her inner walls with a delicious friction that rolled her eyes back in her head. Verne barked a curse, his fingers digging deep enough to bruise. She didn’t care. She needed more.
    “Again,” she demanded, rolling her hips against him but he needed no instruction. Lips curling back from his teeth, he pulled back, then shoved back into her in quick succession. The movement made them both groan.
    “Your wish is our command.”
    Darrick cupped her breasts again, teasing her nipples as Verne set up a hard and fast pace. The sounds of sex filled the air; skin slapping against skin, soft moans and masculine groans. She arched between them, rocking her hips against Verne’s as he fucked her. It was so good. She wanted it to