The Last Werewolf (The Weres of Europe) (24 page)

And just like that the break was over, and both men moved again, in perfect harmony. This was undoubtedly due to their mating bond, Summer surmised, as the guys had already been together as a couple before she had come along. Giggling breathlessly to herself, she was overjoyed at reaping the rewards of their knowledgeable union, especially when both men began to pick up the pace, only this time in a seesawing motion, one in and the other out, and then reversing their roles, as though she were sitting on a rocking chair. Only it was a sex toy.

She fell forward on Rik’s chest and felt Leevi lean forward against her back. She was smothered by hard flesh all over, and she loved it, just like they had said. They made love to her gently, but despite their willpower Summer could feel their urgency to find release edging closer.

But she also knew that something was missing.

“Leevi, as much as I love you where you are right now, I want you to take Rik now.” Both men stopped again, going rigid for a second, so she hastened to explain, “While he’s fucking me. That way you’ll both have me, Rik in me, and you fucking Rik—and me through him.” Twisting her neck enough to be able to see Leevi’s blue eyes, she asked for his agreement with just a look, wanting him to get inside both of his mates, and he finally nodded his acquiescence.

Easing out of her ass, Leevi rubbed her bum for a moment, as if he had forgotten he was supposed to be doing something else. Summer snickered and gave him a quick kiss on the lips over her shoulder. Then he just moved back, sitting on his heels, as if waiting for something, with a wicked gleam in his eyes.

Then she found out what Leevi had been expecting. Rik grabbed her hard, and in one expertly agile move flipped her over. Summer found herself on her back on the plush mattress, with Rik right on top of her and still inside her pussy. That had been a masterful move, and she laughed at Rik above her, grinning and waggling his eyebrows.

“You naughty, naughty little minx,” he said, bowing down and kissing her hard, licking her lower lip before plunging his tongue deep inside her mouth. She kissed him back with equal fervor.

Suddenly Rik shuddered violently into her mouth, gasping.

Summer realized Leevi was doing to his ass what he had previously done to hers, playing with the tight, twitching pucker and seducing it with touches of fingers and lips to give it up and allow a lover entry. Rik’s eyes closed, and his head fell back as his whole body convulsed, and Summer could almost see with her mind’s eye Leevi’s fingers disappearing into Rik’s hole while he peppered those firm, round globes of his ass with continuous kisses.

It was then that Leevi spoke, his voice raspy and edgy. “How long, Rik?”

Glancing over his shoulder, Rik looked shaky and a little sad, Summer thought, and wondered what brought on the mood. Then she understood, when Rik said quietly, “Long time. Just twice since you.”

Nodding with a slight frown, Leevi bent down and kissed Rik on the lips, the position making the move awkward, their lips just sort of clashing at a difficult angle, but the feeling behind the gesture spoke volumes. Summer watched rapt at the sight, her heart skipping a beat. That was what she wanted—the closeness, the intimacy, the pleasure, the love, the joining of hearts and souls. She desired this special and yet every-day bond with these two men who loved each other to bits.

Right at that moment the men ended the kiss and looked down at her.

And there it was. The connection she had longed for. She trembled with the strength of it and felt the itching sensation in her eyes as they began to water. Overwhelmed by the emotion, she swallowed hard, wishing for them to do something to break the spell.

“You ready, Rik?” Leevi asked, keeping his gaze locked with Summer’s.

“Yeah,” Rik assured him, nodding enthusiastically, also not looking away from her.

“Summer,” Leevi said abruptly, his tone low and dangerous. “Give me your hand.” Frowning in confusion, Summer did as she was told, and Leevi took her hand gently. “You and me, honey, we’re going to stretch Rik together, okay?” And just like that, Summer felt a cool dollop of lube coating her fingers, and Leevi’s hand guided her to Rik’s anus. She shivered, never having touched a man there. Most straight guys didn’t either know it could feel good there, or they thought it was too gay, or too weird. When Summer saw the ecstatic expression on Rik’s face and felt his body quake with delight, she thought,
Well, their loss, my gain
.

But there was, however, an impediment. Her fingers pressed on the hot hole, feeling the spasms that wracked his body, but she couldn’t get in past the tight ring of muscle guarding his rectum. Feeling pathetic, she knew she sounded miserable uttering the words, “It’s, it’s not working. I can’t get—”

“Relax, Rik,” Leevi whispered softly. “You too, Summer. Relax. Don’t force it.”

Rik nodded, his bulky muscular frame swaying a bit. For all her sexual experience, Summer felt like a novice again, learning the ropes for the first time. Then Leevi’s hand covered hers, and suddenly her fingers popped into Rik, who hissed loudly.
Oh God
. His muscles clamped down on her fingers like a choke hold, and she heard herself panting, as though it was her ass was being invaded. Rik groaned and rocked a little more. He was so hot inside she thought, so tight, a kind of stressed softness she had no words for. Rik was pulsating around her fingers, and she felt it all.

“That’s it,” Leevi encouraged them both, appreciatively, in admiration. “In and out, Summer. Soft, slow strokes. Can you feel Rik becoming looser, more lenient and pliable?”

“Uh-huh,” Summer managed to mumble, not sure coherent words existed anymore. Her fingers moved inside him, in and out, just like Leevi had said, and she could swear that Rik’s muscles were actually trying to pull her in deeper, sucking her fingers in. “Is this, is this how it feels, when your cock is inside?”

It was Rik who nodded, breathless, eyes closed, his face, neck, and chest tainted red with arousal. “Yeah, this is how you milk a cock.” He proceeded to demonstrate as he took control of his muscles and began to tighten his ass and go lax in periodic, alternating waves. “Summer, oh yeah, just like that. Find it, babe. Find me.”

Leevi chuckled behind him. “What Rik means is his prostate. The sweet spot.” Unsure of herself, Summer must have looked puzzled because Leevi added, “You’ll have to curve your fingers. It’s a tiny bump on the front wall of the canal. Can you feel it? Trust me you’ll know when you find it.” Now he sounded amused and downright wicked, and Summer felt he was daring her to continue her exploration.

Pushing her fingers as deep as she could within Rik, Summer bent her fingers in the narrow space she had available, searching for that little knob that would feel different.

Like lightning striking, Rik’s whole body jerked erratically, his hips jumping up and yet his ass grinding down on Summer’s fingers, and he whimpered, panting. “Jesus, right there.”

The spot barely bigger than the size of a nut was apparently there, she realized, and pressed on it again with the tips of her fingers. Rik shuddered and began to moan wantonly and curse like a sailor, part Finnish, part English, demanding more and begging for release.

Summer began to laugh wholeheartedly, feeling joy bubbling inside her. “Wow. Does it really feel that good? Makes me wish I had a prostate too.” A part of her felt a strange surge of masculinity in her being, as she travelled to an unknown territory, doing to her lover something only men had done to him. It was a heady feeling to be so in command of a man’s body. More than that. It was intoxicating to have had sex so many times, and still find something new to bring her lover to the peak of pleasure.

Leevi joined her laugh. “I guess Freud got it a little wrong with his penis envy.”

As they both continued to chortle, Rik started to growl, and his wolf began to emerge. His hairs stood out, his fangs dropped, and his eyes shifted as they opened to watch her. “Have you two had enough? Leevi, fuck me. Do it now.”

Summer pulled her fingers out, brushing the excess lube on Rik’s thigh. She managed to get a good look at Leevi cleaning his own cock with a wet washcloth, and was impressed at how well these two men understood the need for proper hygiene during sex, even though she’d heard that it was unlikely for wolf shifters to get sick with an STD or otherwise.

Rik dipped his head and crushed his mouth on Summer’s lips, delving deep with his tongue. Surprised and a whole lot excited, Summer let him, opening up more and giving back as good as she was getting. Their teeth clashed, their lips bruised, and their tongues grazed in a heated frenzy.

When Rik went very still and grunted into her mouth, she knew Leevi had entered him with his cock. And as a result Rik’s cock jolted deeper into Summer’s pussy. The next moan was a joint three-way sound of complete and utter sexual abandon as the pumping motion they engaged in became frantic and instinctual.

As though they had been doing this for years instead of an hour, the three of them found a shared rhythm in a heartbeat. With every one of Leevi’s thrusts, Rik’s cock was pushed into Summer’s pussy, and she almost felt like she had two cocks in her again, only this time they were both inside her vagina. If she had been any wetter, she would have gushed like a fountain. Her clit throbbed so badly it almost ached, and her fingers, still moist with lube, toyed with her clit as Rik fucked her and Leevi fucked them both.

Desperately, unable to bear the torment on her clit anymore, she clutched at Rik’s arms, holding on for dear life, her legs trying to entwine around Rik’s waist, but unable to because Leevi was pressed tightly against his back. Leevi grabbed one of her legs and hoisted it up on Rik’s shoulder. That was not only enough leverage but it opened her pussy up like never before, and she shuddered and whimpered as two men fucked her within an inch of her life. The only sounds were their harsh gasps and the slapping of skin on skin, and the smells of sweat and sex dominated the cocoon of their joint lust.

Enraptured, Summer watched as Leevi’s right hand snaked around Rik’s waist to cradle his chest in an erotic embrace, while his left hand kept a hold of his hip. They looked so delicious together that she grinned at the thought.

Rik’s eyes were closed again as his hips moved, pushing back on Leevi’s cock and thrusting in to Summer’s pussy. From his blissful expression it was clear he was in sexual ecstasy.

That was when Summer caught the look on Leevi’s face, downright feral and devilish. When he winked at Summer she was torn between confusion and amusement. But then she saw him part his lips, and his pearly-white fangs peeked through. As his blue eyes bled out from human to wolf in seconds, she knew instinctively what he was about to do.

And it turned her on to no end. Her own fangs dropped.

With a low roar Leevi sank his teeth into Rik’s exposed neck, and Rik cried out, his body shaking. Without waiting for Rik to recuperate from the mating bite, Summer grasped him to get close enough to embed her own fangs on the other side of Rik’s neck. Blood trickled into her mouth from the love bite of a wolf while she heard the muffled groan her lover was making. The flesh beneath trembled as she bit down, more than a pinch, but less than actually tearing the flesh apart. This was sex, after all, not a meal.

“Oh, oh, fuck yeah,” Rik mumbled hoarsely, and right then his orgasm exploded, blowing through his body and out through the slit of his cock, spilling into Summer’s willing body. Clinging to the guy like a vine around a tree, she felt him pull his cock out of her in a hasty move and shoot hot, sticky ejaculate all over her belly too, marking her, before plunging back into her pussy to finish his climax in her hot, wet sheath.

Unable to control herself, Summer tipped over the edge of delight right after Rik. Her hips shot up from the bed, seeking every last bit of contact, pressure, and thickness of the cock within her. Her juices flowed freely, and her channel contracted time and again as the endless waves of pleasure washed over her, consuming her in an ocean of flames. She let go as she had never dared to before, the wolf within howling amidst the heady haze of orgasm as she let go of Rik’s throat, and the spasms refused to die down.

“Leevi, please come,” she vaguely heard Rik murmur, his worn tone cracking.

And then, like pistons firing, Rik was again moving inside Summer, jolting hard and fast, and she knew it was Leevi’s movements she was feeling, as though Rik was not between them at all. A new orgasm felt like it blew her pussy wide open as she creamed herself yet again, this time her moan dwindling as her strength waned.

But suddenly Leevi was there, hovering above her, Rik having slipped out of her and down on his side on the bedspread, his chest heaving compulsively. Summer, however, could not remove her gaze from Leevi, who knelt between her legs, holding on to the base of his cock with one hand and with his other jerking himself the rest of the way, and spurted jets of white, heated seed all over her pussy, belly, and breasts, stroking it into her flesh, marking her as theirs.

Another possessive male, she thought and grinned happily, content at being claimed with semen in and out. “Rik, did Leevi come inside you?”

Rik’s tired chuckle was proof positive of his happiness. “Yup. But I guess he had more in him still. He does that sometimes, just so you know. He comes once, and within minutes he’s ready to go again. Prime thing, or Alpha thing. One of the two.”

Summer started to giggle. Her climax had torn through her like a knife, reaching every secret, hidden place within her body that existed solely for forbidden pleasures, and she could not give any more. She felt heavy with the lingering exertion of sex, and yet she felt as high as a kite, burning with afterglow, rising to the heavens like smoke from a fire. “Bloody brilliant that was. All of it.”