“Oh wow,” she moaned, leaning back against me as Cole dropped to his knees in front of her. My hands automatically cupped her breasts, massaging her, as Cole’s lips traveled up her thigh toward where I could only imagine she was aching to be touched. “Cole, Ivan…”
Hearing my name on her lips made me hard. I was trembling with desire already, my eager fingers tugging down her dress a little so I could play with her nipples. Tugging and teasing her as Cole peeled off her panties with his teeth, my erection began to strain against my pants. Fuck, this was hot as hell and I wasn’t sure I would be able to contain myself.
Miranda’s knees buckled when Cole kissed her clit. I guided her down to her knees, staying behind her the whole time, then rested her against me and watched in awe as the power of Cole’s tongue caused her to buck and writhe with desire.
I was so intoxicated by the sight in front of me, I didn’t notice Miranda’s hand until she brushed against my rock-hard cock, trying to get my zipper down. She wanted me free, but wasn’t at the right angle to be able to do so.
You can have me, I thought as I rushed to unbutton, unzip, and then push my pants down.
Miranda surprised us both moving onto her hands and knees. Her lips were so close to me, and I could see the flames of desire burning in her eyes. She matched the gnawing hunger in my own body.
“Oh fuck,” I mumbled as those plump delicious lips of hers wrapped around me, her tongue brushing long strokes against my hypersensitive tip. “Fuck, Miranda.”
I knotted my fingers in her hair and guided her head downward until she hit my base, with her eyes fixed on me the entire time. Never had I ever had the privilege of getting my eyes on such a sexy sight. I could only see her, in my head the rest of the world melted away, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t feel the way she rocked back and forth as Cole’s tongue continued to plunge inside her from this new angle.
Vibrations hummed along my cock as she drank me in, pleasure rolling through her at the same time. Everything about the way she kept circling her tongue around me was maddening. I wasn’t sure how much longer I was going to be able to contain myself.
Miranda pulled back, leaving me soaking with her spit. “I need to fuck you, Ivan, I want you inside me.”
She didn’t hesitate, and Cole and I weren’t about to fight her. Much as we were both hungry animals, aching for more, we knew this was all about her. Miranda turned her back to me, then lowered herself onto my cock, allowing me to spear her.
Fuck. My toes curled with bliss. The feel of her wet, tight pussy clamped around me had my head spinning. I knew she was going to feel phenomenal, but I wasn’t expecting it to be other worldly. Fucking hell, she is special. So God damn special.
While rocking back and forth on my lap, thrusting on top of me, increasing in pressure and intensity, I noticed her holding on to Cole, lowering her lips onto him. She seemed to know exactly how to make this work so we were all involved, so no one felt like a third wheel at any moment. There was something about this that made me ache for more. So much more. I never considered the concept of sharing before, and even when Miranda mentioned it a while back, I didn’t think it would look like this, but it was hot. It was exciting. I loved it.
The positions changed every so often, with Miranda taking the lead at all times. I couldn’t keep track of what was happening and who was where, all I knew was that it was fucking phenomenal. Feeling Miranda orgasm over and over again, on my fingers, on my tongue, on my cock, and watching the same occur with Cole was electrifying. When it was my turn, it was the most powerful orgasm I had ever experienced. It was a sensation I never wanted to end, and it seemed like it was never going to.
All I could think about as I came was her. Miranda’s beautiful smile, her sweet face, the way her plump red lips looked wrapped around my cock. It was her; she was the elusive “one.” I was sure of it now. That didn’t mean I knew what was going to happen, but I knew it was what I wanted. And not just in the throes of passion either. It was easy to get lost in emotions in the heat of the moment, but this wasn’t that.
By the time we were all emotionally and physically spent, we collapsed on the floor next to one another, with Miranda in the middle giggling wildly. That sound was so much better than her crying with anxiety. I couldn’t resist pulling her in for a hug, even as Cole’s arms enveloped her from the other side.
Actually, that made it even better. It was good to know that Miranda was protected on both sides, that we were both here for her. I hoped that with our bodies surrounding her, she felt safe. She had been in danger for way too long.
Well, no more. She wasn’t going to have to worry about this again. We had her back. Yes, I had fucked up once and let that man get away, but never again.
“Should we head up to bed?” Miranda asked, still laughing.
“You don’t want dinner first?” Cole chuckled lightheartedly. “Get your energy up?”
“Oh yeah? What do you think I’m going to need energy for?”
As Cole wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, I couldn’t stop the excitement from blooming in my chest all over again. Perhaps this night wasn’t over yet. If there was more to come, I was more than up for it because it was exactly what I wanted and needed. I sucked in a breath and smiled at the both of them, glad to see them both as caught up in this craziness as I was.
There was a light at the end of this tunnel, the possibility that something could really come of this. What that would look like in a practical sense, I wasn’t sure, but I knew that if anyone could make it work, it was us, and in Twin Lakes as well. A town full of shifters was welcoming of everyone. That was why I wouldn’t, couldn’t, ever leave.
Especially now.