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Authors: Talyn Scott

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Oycher (28 page)

He bared his canines, gripping her wrists and holding them above her head just as Oycher spread her knees wide. Terje moved his heavy balls over her chest, then her face, cocking his head in a wolfish way as he marked her with his scent. Next he lowered his face between her legs, where Oycher had pierced her clit. He swiped his face back and forth over her wet lips, taking in the scent of her arousal and leaving his scent simultaneously. A choked gasp left her when Terje released her arms and smacked her right on her mons, striking her extra-sensitive clit and increasing the sting from the bite. Oycher watched her literally throb between her legs as she begged for more. “Shush, we’ll relieve that pulsating ache soon.” He rubbed her knee as Terje used his lengthened tongue and slid it between her nether lips, loving her inner walls with its sandpaper-like, werewolf texture, his head moving back and forth as he swallowed her tasty arousal. Oycher held her still when she fought to get away from the pleasure. Terje was preparing her walls, expanding them for double penetration.

“Empty,” she sobbed, her stomach tensing. “I’m empty.”

“It’s easier on you, Moja žena, if he does this. We have big cocks for you to take inside, so relax.”

Terje pulled away, his face glistening with her arousal. He lowered next to her, turning her to straddle him. Her breasts were pillows against his inked chest, her ass a gorgeous sight straddling his hips. When he lifted her higher, he aligned her with his crown and slid her over his thickness bored with Nordic Inflixx. Isla’s sex swallowed nearly all of Terje. Her knees were on the fronds as she sat straight up on his cock. He ground her pussy with his pelvis, swiping those piercings all inside her.

Oycher groaned. Her lower lips were so reddened and stretched around his girth, but he knew she would take even more if Terje hadn’t kept his hand gripped around the base of his heavy erection.

Terje squeezed the lips of her sex around his dick. He rolled his hips, sliding incrementally in and out of her. The strain was killing him, his eyes completely feral. He swallowed roughly a few times as the moon moved higher, his Beast flaring all around him. His body growing, his claws unsheathed from his fingertips.

Three breaths in, one slow exhale.

Three breaths in, one slow exhale.

Three breaths in, one slow exhale.

“Mine!” he thundered, his Alpha Beast staring out, the glow lighting several surrounding feet of marsh. Up ahead in the trees, answering werewolves dotted the limbs as they protected this celestial mating from any intruders. Their magic akin, working in unison, they growled in collective approval. Sniffing the air, they smelled the heady aroma of sex, love, and possession.

Oycher lowered to his knees, moving his mouth over the globes of her ass, down her dark crevice. She gripped Terje’s nipple rings, yanking. He stared up at her with the intensity of a Beast. He moved his head and drew her nipple into his mouth and bit down with his lengthened canines.

“Oh!”

Releasing his bite, Terje flexed his hips. He cupped Isla’s throat in his big palm and nailed the soft tissue between her shoulder and neck, pinning her in the way of males. Her body trembled. The pleasure-pain wet her sex until Oycher could hear the suctioning, smacking sounds echoing around the marsh. Terje curled his lip, swallowing, though some of her blood drizzled onto her shoulder.

Oycher placed his hardened chest against her soft back, entering a few inches inside her sweet pussy. In the way of werewolf mating, they were to join their cocks as one inside her. Partially seated, he gripped her hips to steady the three. He kept threading upwards, sliding over her ridges, sliding over Terje, until they were united at the top. Claiming her body, claiming her soul, Terje released his bite and bayed at the moon.

Oycher flicked his tongue over her collarbone, lapping up the drizzling blood left behind by Terje. Terje slid down, nearly half way out. On his up glide, Oycher started moving down. Terje angled his throat to Isladora’s mouth. “Exchange with me under the moon,” he demanded on a rough gasp, “to seal our mating bond.”

Terje didn’t need to open his vein for her, she greedily extended her tiny fangs, licked her lips until they were plumped, and hissed in the way of a horny and hungry vampiress. She tagged him hard, making his cock jump inside her pussy. Oycher picked up the pace, sensing Terje’s Inflixx vibrating against his circlet, his cock going in whenever Terje pulled out. Her sheath so filled with the two that she was close to bursting, but she accepted them wholly, completely.

She was made for this.

“I’m…going…to spend,” Terje said in the distorted voice of his werewolf.

Oycher shuddered, holding still so Terje and he could align once more at the mouth of her womb. They proceeded to plunge in and out together, one large cock moving in and out of the hot silk of her body. She tightened all around them, sucking them higher. Her clenching heat brought on the first bursts of Terje’s seed, and then he let go, completely jetting inside her. Oycher followed right after, his release thrusting forward, filling her alongside Terje until they overflowed her pussy with liquid fire.

Isla fought her orgasm, unable to place it where it needed to go. “I can’t…too much.”

A surge of Nordic power left Terje’s body, feeding hers. And that’s all it took. Oycher watched her fall apart between them, her mouth opening on a silent scream. God, she was beautiful. All theirs. “You complete me, Nevesta.”

Terje’s werewolf studied her with an unblinking stare. “I am given.”

“I… am given,” she repeated, glancing over her shoulder at Oycher.

Oycher smiled down at her, his heart lighter than air. “Now, it’s time to dance beneath the stars.”

 

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Titles by Talyn Scott

The Fanged Romance Ménage Novels in reading order:

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Captiva Master (Ménage)

 

Level 69 Trilogy in reading order:

Sarasota Sin (Ménage)

Sarasota Revenge (Ménage)

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