Page 24 of Feral Moon Rising


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I stared down into Lottie’s luminous, haze-free eyes, and my cock surged with fresh blood.










Chapter Eleven

Lottie

The moment Gray registeredmy need, I knew I was in trouble.

His eyes flared the color of his name, and the hand holding Blake’s not-so-soft cock flattened over the mess they left of my stomach. Gray rubbed the cum into my skin thoughtfully.

“Have you had two men at once, sweet thing?” His voice came out all raspy and thick as I arched back, tipping my mouth up as I sought his.

A groan left his chest, the sound rumbling beneath me that grew as his mouth connected with mine in a harsh, desperate kiss until a third tongue slithered in. Blake’s liquid heat softened Gray’s harsher edge, though he added a heady tang to my desperation. I linked my legs around his waist, covering us both in his earlier release, though he didn’t seem to care.

“No,” I whispered back when Gray broke away, swearing softly. “I’ve only had one...” I cleared my throat as my cheeks heated. “One partner before you.”

Mandidn’t seem appropriate when dark shadows roiled beneath Gray’s skin, his claw-tipped hands digging into my hips while Blake’s eyes fluctuated the sort of green I’d previously only ever associated with the hues of a jungle after rain that I’d seen on TV.

“Tonight we will stretch you,” Blake murmured against my mouth. “You'll take both your mates and pleasure us both. Won’t you?” His malachite gaze shot with amazonian lime locked onto me.

“Yes,” I managed, leaning back and letting Gray take my weight without fighting him any longer.

The soft rumble in his chest changed to a sound of approval, like a faint summer storm, as Blake notched his cock, thick and hard at my entrance. No, not just himself,bothof them.

“I’m not ready—” I objected. Or at least I started to object, but Gray’s claws slipped over my stomach.

Glided lower.

Fear gilded my veins.

“No—” I gasped.

But the slicked finger pads that stroked my clit were soft, if calloused.

“Come for us, pet,” Gray murmured, easing my head back onto his shoulder as he played my body to his rhythm. “Make this nice and slick and easy for all of us.”

I whimpered as bliss edged around my consciousness, the haze so similar to the drug collapsing my reality if only for a second. “Please kiss me,” I begged.