“She might not be able to take—” Damon started to say.
“Yes, she can.” Jasper and I looked up at Reed who was sitting there, just watching them please me, forcing me to submit to it. “You can, can’t you, Lily? It’ll be the sweetest thing, the most fucking intense… You’re gonna give us that, give us you.”
My head moved without even thinking, nodding over and over as a whimper left my mouth and then his lips curved in one of those illusive, oh so precious, smiles.
“We’ll make you feel so fucking good if you can promise us that.”
Reed bundled my wrists together so they were held within one hand, the other sliding down to claim my breast, my back bowing as a slow steady ache started up at the sharp feel of his pinch. He rolled the sensitive point between his fingers, smiling as I made those exact noises they seemed to like so much, the pleasure becoming a knife that was slicing deep inside me with each plucking motion.
“That’s it,” Damon crooned. “Just like that.”
He pressed a stubbled kiss against the inside of my thigh and then lunged, a strangled cry escaping me as Jasper bent down to swallow it whole from my lips.
Holy fucking bat shit. I was stretched taut between them, trembling and completely open, unable to do a fucking thing as they worked. Jasper’s mouth trailed down my neck, nipping at my skin as Damon dived in, sliding a slow, sensuous tongue through my folds, parting me with the tip. Reed plumped my breast in his hand and Jasper took what was offered to him, sucking on the nipple, soothing the ache Reed had created, then making me ache in turn.
“Need you to come on my face…” Damon rumbled, flicking his tongue across my clit to emphasise his point, then he gripped my thighs and moved. My knees were bent and pushed up towards my chest. “Need this pretty little pussy open for me.”
Jasper pulled away and then glanced down.
“Fuck, look at that.”
“Can’t help it, brother,” Damon shot back, using a single finger to trace around the place I ached the most. “Makes you just want to sink in right here.” I hissed at the feeling of intrusion as his finger pushed inside. It was what I needed and nowhere near enough, just a slender thing when I craved something much more weighty. I groaned something to that effect.
“You craving our knots, beta?” Damon asked, his voice arch and feline. “I’ve half a mind to make you come like this, make you real acquainted with the feeling of not enough so you remember exactly what you need every time you see one of us.”
“I did that.” Reed’s comment caught everyone’s attention. “When she came to me I made her rub one out on my thigh. Made sure the first orgasm sucked, so all the others would feel that much better.”
“Fuck, that’s cruel,” Jasper said, leaning closer, seeming fascinated by the way his brother’s finger sank inside me, much too slow.
“Should we do that again?” Damon asked, shooting me a rakish smile. “Make you come, flush you with pleasure that’s got a bite to it, making you hungry for more.”
I whined, complained, pulled against Reed’s grip, but they just laughed darkly, not looking like my pack anymore. These were dark-hearted creatures now, animals with flashing fangs and moonlit eyes, and somehow that just made this more exciting. Reed kept me pinned, Damon kept pumping that single finger inside, occasionally curling it up slightly to brush past my G-spot just enough to make me aware of it, but not give it what it needed, and Jasper’s fingers formed a V, sliding either side of my clit, but not on it.
“You can come like this, can’t you, beta?” Damon asked, his eyes heavily lidded. “Give us this one and then you’ll get everything you need.” My hips pulsed wildly, trying to force more of his fingers in to give me that stretch. “Give us the kind of orgasm those beta boys used to give you, and then we’ll show you exactly whatwecan do.”
It was wretched as I grasped for my climax. My body had wound itself too tight, and I had to force my jaw to unclench. Whatever they did, however they moved, it just made me want more. But, finally, I felt that tell-tale prickle along my spine that heralded things were all coming to a head, and a gentle, almost truncated pleasure washed through me.
“Good girl…” Damon said in a low voice, but that was the final straw.
I jerked my hands from Reed’s grip, and he chuckled as I threw Damon back down on the bed. He fell there willingly, a big shit-eating grin on his face. Probably because I scrambled all over him, his smile faltering as I gripped his cock and then slid down.
“Got what you need now, beta?” he ground out, his head jerking back as I worked him deep inside me. “Fuck, you need to remember this. Remember what we can give you and only us.”
And I did. That sharp, deep stab of him inside me, piercing me all the way through and yet not enough, not yet. Reed moved, plastering himself against my back, his arm wrapping around my waist, controlling the depth, the speed of my thrusts, slowing them down until he pushed his fingers into my mouth.
“Suck,” he ordered. “Get them nice and wet.”
“Should we find lube?” Jasper asked, but I felt Reed shake his head, pulsing his fingers in and out of my mouth.
“What’re you…?” Damon started to ask, then he groaned as Reed pushed his fingers inside my arse. “Fuck, yes, keep doing that. She’s like a fucking vice.”
“We’ll do this the right way one day,” Reed promised. “Both of us locking down inside you until you’re so fucking full you’re screaming with it.”
I slapped my hands down on Damon’s chest, pressing my eyes closed and arching my back to open myself to both of them before I bore down.
“Fuck… Fuck…” Damon yelped, the gaps between each exhalation getting shorter, sharper. My hips snapped as I took the two of them deeper and deeper until finally, I bumped up against the thing I craved the most.
My eyes cracked open and I saw Damon laid out beneath me, all traces of that cocky bastardry gone now. His eyes were wide and green, so bright a green, as something else rose, something much more naked.