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Sam shook his head. “Of course, I do. But if you don’t…. I can’t…”

I whispered into Celeste’s ear. “He’s worried you’re doing this out of obligation.”

Celeste sat up and crawled over to where Sam was sitting on the edge of the bed.

“You know I’m the virgin, right? Well, sort of,” she whispered.

He nodded.

“Then you’re going to have to teach me. I’m sorry, I have no idea how to show you that I want you too. Other than to say, please don’t leave me. I couldn’t handle the rejection. Not after everything.”

Sam crushed her to him, kissing her upturned lips and gripping her body to his.

I stood up and walked around the bed to where Sam held her.

I stripped my jeans off and knelt to pull her joggers off. But I couldn’t get to her legs the way she was draped over Sam.

I tapped his leg. “Sam. Help me.”

He pulled back and saw what I was doing. He helped Celeste to stand and we pulled her clothes off until she was naked and shivering.

Wow.

She was damn beautiful. Thin, but so feminine and soft.

“Am I…” she asked, as she glanced down at her body.

I moaned as I stood up behind her and pressed my aching cock into the small of her back.

“You…” I grunted, cupping her perfect little breasts with my hands, “are fucking perfect.” I thrust against her so she could feel how hard I was for her.

She leaned into me as Sam stripped.

I heard her gasp at seeing him and smiled as I kissed her back.

I didn’t know how we were going to take this slow enough for her, but we had to try.

“Lie down, beautiful. On the bed.”

She slid onto the sheets and covered her small breasts with her hands.

I looked at Sam, the Beta of my pack.

I didn’t know what he liked to do, or not, in bed. We’d never discussed it. But I had a feeling that was going to become normal breakfast conversation from now on.

“You want top or bottom?”

“Bottom.”

Hmm… I was surprised. I liked the bottom too.

I nodded and allowed him first choice as I crawled over to her on the bed.

“Hello, beautiful. We’re going to make love to you now, all right?”

She nodded, shivering where she lay, waiting for us.

“You stay stop, at any point, and we stop, okay? Time out.”


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