She whines at his words but fights to obey, consciously softening the muscles in her pelvis, willing her body to accept him.
She feels him adjust his hand, pulling out slightly, and a second finger begins to press in. She squeaks in surprise and all three of them groan at her sound.
"Julius," she hears Luke mutter, and at his unspoken suggestion, Julius begins to grind his cock into her, his hands rolling her hips against him again, distracting her from the discomfort.
Slick drips out of her onto his pelvis, her body unsure how to respond to the sensations they were producing, only driving her further mad with need.
Her lips latch onto Julius' neck, kissing, sucking, and licking him mindlessly as her pleasure and the pressure in her bottom builds.
The sensation was like nothing she had felt before. During their rut, she had been half out of her mind with their pheromones. The hormones flooding her own system in response had loosened her muscles to ease their way.
She was not out of her mind now, nor were her body's joints and muscles softened with the hormonal relaxin flowing through her.
"Fuck," Tenor curses as he presses into her all the way to the knuckles, muttering to his pack brothers. "That's a tight fit."
He slips a third finger in and at last begins pumping them in and out of her, his fingers keeping time with Julius' thrusts, pressing in every time her hips rolled forwards and easing out until only his fingertips remain when she thrusts back. It was too much.
At last the building pleasure crests in an orgasm that overwhelms her senses. Julius' cock swells and he thrusts his hips up desperately in short, rough thrusts until he is cumming too, his fingers clamped down on her hips so she cannot possibly move any further as he spills inside of her, and Tenor's pressing fingers have to fight to stay put.
She whines as she feels him still gently wiggling them, reminding her where he is, the pleasure sending little jolts through her as she comes down from her release.
"Dibs on her pussy next," Tenor says roughly, grinding his erection against her ass.
Her eyes shoot open at his words, her spent body suddenly reigniting with desire. Just as he intended, his words cause a new wave of fluttering down her pussy, milking her mate once more. Their affectionate objectification of her was something she didn't even know could be hot.
When the waves of Julius' cum at last abate and his knot softens, Tenor wrenches her off him. She flails, her pussy feeling horriblyempty even as his fingers remain firmly embedded still in her ass, and then she yelps as Tenor thrusts himself inside her to the hilt in one brutal motion.
He curses at the sensation of her fluttering pussy finally sheathing him.
"Do you have any fucking idea how hot that was? Any idea how fucking hard I am, Eden?" His voice is a low growl in her ear as he begins to thrust.
"Um," she whines. "I have some idea."
Between the shock of his cock forcing its way into her, the drawn-out orgasm, and the fingers still thrusting maddeningly in her ass, she fully loses herself until the only thing she knows is pleasure.
With his free hand, Tenor takes hold of her hip, pressing her down so her clit rubs against Julius' still-hard shaft, and then he begins fucking her in earnest.
His fingers are still inside her, his cock dragging against every delicious spot she has while her clit rubs against Julius with every thrust.
Tenor doesn't last long. One more orgasm from her, and he is spilling inside of her, his maddening fingers at last slipping out of her ass. He holds them at her entrance, pressing lightly and rubbing where she suddenly feels strangely bereft as he folds his body over hers. With Julius below her and Tenor above her, his cock still filling her with wave after wave of his cum, she finally goes limp.
"That's it," he soothes her boneless form as he presses kisses to her shoulder. "Sweet girl. You were so good for us."
Julius hums in agreement, stroking a hand down her flank, petting her into a boneless puddle.
Then Luke is there, rearranging himself so he is crouched next to the pack sandwich. "Open your mouth," he murmurs.
There isn't even a whisper of a thought of denying him. Eden opens.
His taste on her tongue only adds to the perfection of the moment. He gently thrusts into her throat, his hand in her hair, holding her reverently. The look on his face is unbearably soft. The feeling pouring through the bond is something like... love. It feels like love.
"It was incredible watching you take them," he says lowly. "I'm going to cum soon, baby, and you're going to swallow every drop."
She moans, and the vibration around his cock sets him off. She sucks every drop she can, but she cannot quite manage the copious amounts they produce and some of it dribbles out of the side of her mouth.
Luke watches it with that same adoring feeling still shining through the bond before he swipes it with one finger and presses it into her mouth.
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