I help him pull my pants down my legs. He tosses them aside and grabs my leg by the ankle, nipping just above it. Jolting, I pant as his cool lips and tongue make their way up my lower leg to the inside of my knee. He pauses there, playing, nipping, sucking at my skin until my clit throbs with the need to know what his mouth feels like.
He trails a teasing path of light kisses up my inner thigh and over my mound through my panties. Seeing him bent between my thighs is enough to light me on fire. But watching him worship my clit through the lace is too much tease. Not enough of that soft-looking devilish tongue.
“Dirk,” I pant. “I need more than that.”
“Och, Louanna,” he murmurs into my pussy. “The best orgasms come after intense teasing. I wanna eat yeh for a while, my beauty.”
“Nooo,” I wail, flopping back in frustration.
So it surprises me when he rips the crotch of my panties out with his hands and buries his tongue in my channel. At the same time, his upper lip rubs over my clit. A scream tumbles from my throat. He’s soft and wet and cool, and I don’t even know where to focus as his left hand snakes up my body to pinch my nipple. I jerk, back arching as heat spears through me. A cramp starts low in my belly, my toes curling as a growl from the door pulls my attention.
Connall stands in the doorway, both hands gripping the frame above his head. His wolf’s color shines through, their focus fully on me as I arch again. I can’t take much more ofthis heat. I’m gonna come so hard and so fast. He doesn’t enter the room, though. He stands there as Dirk thrusts his tongue in and out of me, curling it to rub my G-spot until I’m panting and squirming, my body locked up tight.
Before I realize what’s happening, Connall’s across the room, sliding onto his knees beside the bed. He dips his head between my thighs and sucks my clit into his mouth as Dirk continues his slow, torturous licking further down.
Bliss hits like a hurricane, battering me as I thrash and scream and claw at the sheets. But they don’t stop. They lick and suck until I’m so sensitive, I start shoving them away.
When I do, Dirk gives Connall a devious look. “Shall we continue what we started earlier, Wolf?”
Connall looks at me, grins, and then looks back at Dirk. “Let’s make her wait.”
“What?” I sit up in the bed. “What happened earlier?”
Dirk boops me on the nose. “Wouldn’t yeh like to know, my sweet?”
Connall crawls over top of me, flattening me to the bed as thick legs straddle my body. He brings one hand to my braid and fists it, pulling my head backward as he buries his mouth in my neck. Heat builds again as I rub my body against his like a cat in heat. He’s so hot, so hard, so intensely masculine.
Rough lips nip at my shoulder, my neck, my ear. Then he sucks in a ragged, deep breath. “We played in the forest, Sweetheart. Our sylph is a filthy, filthy animal.”
My eyes pop open as I look for Dirk. He’s standing at the foot of the bed watching us, wearing a triumphant smile.
Connall licks and nips a path down my neck, up the front of my throat to my chin. Finally, he takes my mouth with slow, deep kisses. He rolls us and pulls me to straddle his waist. He’s so damn big, I barely fit, spread wide around his muscular hips. We kiss again, and the bed dips when Dirk climbs onto it. Hecomes behind us, notching his hips against my ass as both hands stroke down my back under my tee.
“Och, yes, mates. I want us like this, Lou riding that knot while I take her ass.”
Connall’s answering growl has me both terrified and absolutely certain I want to try that. Breaking the kiss, I sit up and press my upper body to Dirk’s.
He bends down and kisses the side of my neck, sharp teeth trailing a path to my shoulder. His hips roll against mine as his hands roam around my front, up to my tee. He pulls it over my head and deposits it on the bed next to us.
Immediately, Connall picks up the tee and brings it to his nose, sucking in a deep breath. He groans and drops the shirt to his chest as I watch in fascination. Shifting onto his elbows, he gives Dirk and me a lazy grin.
“I brought you here for protection, Lou,” he growls. “But I’m gonna fuck you tonight if you’re a sweet girl. After dinner, though.”
My bratty side rears her head immediately at the notion that I have to be good to get off.
Dirk brings his mouth to my ear. “Yer wolf is mighty inclined to feed yeh before we go too far. What say we let him do the housely duties and tease the fook out of him while he’s doing it? How far could we go before he loses his mind, do yeh think?”
I chuckle. “Done.”
Dirk shifts away from me and stands. Next thing I know, I’m being pulled into his arms and whisked from the room. I expect Connall to make sad sounds when we leave, but he pushes off the bed, muscles popping as he presses to a stand and stalks after us. I can’t help staring at the way his jeans hang low on his hips, an obvious erection straining the fabric.
When we get to the kitchen, Connall heads to the oven and pulls out a lasagna, depositing it on the countertop to cool. Heturns to where Dirk and I stand on the opposite side of the island.
“Dinner’s done. Now what about all that teasing you promised me?”
“Uhhh.” Dirk looks at me and snorts out a laugh. “Thought we had a solid half hour to be naughty on the sofa while you, I dunno, shredded cheese or something.”
Connall stands tall and grins. “One thing you should learn about me, Sylph—I’m always prepared.”
