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Cole just laughed, palming the back of Marcus’s neck as he came to stand in front of him. “I guess that makes you the white knight, huh?” He leaned in close, his lips nearly brushing the other man’s. “Now put it on so I can fuck your girlfriend.”
Marcus glowered at him, a spark of fire in his eyes that was either lust or the preamble to a physical attack. I still wasn’t sure which way it was gonna land when he wrapped a hand around Cole’s stiff cock and stretched the condom out with his other hand. Cole’s lips parted in a rush of breath, as if he hadn’t expected the tight grip, but he let Marcus finish unrolling the condom over his generous shaft.
As I watched them from the edge of the bed, my hand unconsciously slipped between my close-pressed thighs. “Fuck, that’s hot,” I breathed, squirming.
They both glanced at me, clearly amused by my arousal. As perplexed as Marcus had been at first, he’d gotten used to it quickly enough.”Might as well put on a show for the lady,” he said dryly. Before Cole had the chance to respond, Marcus had the other man’s face between his hands, and he stepped closer to capture Cole’s lips.
Cole’s lip curled back against Marcus’s with a growl, like he was going to bite, but instead, he gripped the other man’s shoulder and tugged him closer. I watched in rapt attention as the kiss deepened, turning into an outlet for the enmity between them. Marcus slipped his fingers into Cole’s hair and gripped tightly enough that the shifter growled again, nipping his bottom lip hard enough that I smelled blood in the air.
Marcus broke the kiss and narrowed his eyes, but his rage was quickly redirected as he followed Cole’s gaze over to me. Cole was smirking, as per his usual, as he walked back over to the bed and got down on his knees. Before I could even process what he was doing, he put his hands on my knees and pushed my thighs apart, burying his face between them. As his tongue that had so recently been down Marcus’s throat swept up along my slit, I gasped and fell back. He leaned in, hitching my legs over my shoulders, and pushed his tongue in deeper.”Fuck!” I gasped, my spine arching as I gripped the rumpled bedsheets. Marcus was stretched out behind me all of a sudden, and his lips found my neck, nipping and sucking while Cole continued eating me out. Marcus slipped the shirt up over my breasts and started kneading the right one. The dizzying array of sensations had me on the verge of overwhelm, both men working in tandem to push me toward the brink.
It felt like they were both trying to consume me, even though I knew Marcus’s sigil wasn’t active. Not that I would’ve complained. I whimpered, squirming and subconsciously pushing my thighs together because the pleasure was almost too much. Cole pushed them open again, his breath coming in hot pants against my core as he delved deeper.
Another strangled cry escaped me as I came, a full-body, shuddering orgasm that wracked its way through me from head to toe. Marcus swallowed the rest of my moan, crushing his lips to mine. Cole held my hips down as I rode out the last waves of orgasm until he finally let up, lifting his head to reveal the smoldering embers in his gaze.
He climbed on top of me, settling between my legs once more as Marcus looked up. Their lips met, and a low growl of approval rumbled through Marcus’s chest. “God, she tastes good,” he purred.
Cole gave a husky chuckle of agreement before turning back to me. “Definitely the tastiest morsel we’ve shared. Heads or tails?””Could always flip for it.””Seriously?”
I looked between them, only realizing Marcus was joking when his handsome face split into a mischievous grin. His hand found my hair, stroking absently like I was a pet in his lap, and at the moment, I kind of felt like one. I was still too blissed-out from the orgasm and the tantalizing promise of things to come to mind much. Then again, I could think of plenty of things worse than being owned by the two of them.”Do I get a say?” I asked dryly, pushing myself up onto my knees. I crawled on top of Marcus, running my hands down his chest to push him onto his back.
His grin widened, crooked and appealing. “Sure. But there are other things you could be doing with those pretty lips,” he said, sweeping his thumb across my bottom lip.
My face grew warm once more, especially when I realized Cole was coming up behind me. He dug his hand into my hair and bent his body over mine, powerful and tense like an arched bow.”Be a good girl and suck him dry,” he said, his voice raw and commanding as his breath swept across the side of my neck, making me shiver. “He likes when you fondle his balls.”
A soft gasp crossed my lips as Cole pushed my head down gently so I was face to face with Marcus’s cock. My mouth was already watering as I took the tip of it into my mouth, cupping his balls the way Cole instructed. The low moan Marcus gave in response made it clear he hadn’t steered me wrong.”Fuck,” Marcus gritted out, his hand replacing Cole’s in my hair as the other man positioned his on either side of my hips.
I felt the tip of Cole’s cock graze my ass before moving down to press against the dewy folds still plump with arousal. He was gentler than I expected, easing into me, but his fingertips bit into my hips hard enough to leave bruises.
He hissed in a breath through his teeth and muttered, “Damn, she’s tight.””Could’ve told you that,” Marcus said distractedly, still stroking my hair in satisfaction as I worshiped his cock. The salt of his precome teased my tastebuds as I flicked the tip of my tongue across the slit of his member. Cole began to thrust, delving a little deeper each time until he was buried to the hilt inside.
I moaned in bliss as Cole hit my spot, my orgasm so recent it seemed to ebb and flow into the next rather than ending. I ground back into him as his thrusts amped up to a steady rhythm that seemed in time with my pulse. The gentleness didn’t last long, although my arching into him like a bitch in heat probably had something to do with that. Without realizing it, my nails were clawing down Marcus’s thighs, but he didn’t complain. I knew from experience he liked it rough.
Between the two of them, I had never felt more overwhelmed, but definitely in a good way. I was already painfully close to coming again when Cole reached around to slip his hand between my thighs. As he stroked, I took Marcus in deeper, his hand gripping my hair just tight enough to hurt. The sensation of my pleasured moans pushed him over the edge, and I swallowed him down, licking his spent cock clean like I was starving for it.
In the back of my mind, the needling thought of how my former pack would’ve seen me if they had any idea came back to haunt me, but fuck that. If being with two men who made me feel sexy and safe and powerful all at the same time was wrong, those standards didn’t mean anything to me anyway. Not anymore.
Cole bent to press his lips against the hollow of my shoulder, but the tender kiss soon turned to the grazing of teeth. I bared my neck shamelessly, and if he’d actually bitten me to break the skin, I probably wouldn’t have had the willpower to stop him right then. Instead, he bit down just enough to hurt–and to send a rush of pain and pleasure shooting from the spot his fangs had claimed all the way to the spot he was pounding mercilessly with his cock.
I came hard, grinding against his stroking fingers, and he followed close behind with a primal growl that unhinged something within me. As cool and debonair as he was in everyday life, to say Cole was wild in bed would have been an understatement. Even more shocking was the side of me he brought out.