Helanie:
Kaye had taken off his shirt and crawled onto the bed. "Your husband agreed to share you with us for the night," he whispered, sitting beside me. My wolf was excited. And the pain was a different kind of pain—pain from lust and desire.
The moment Kaye pressed his lips against my cheek, my body shuddered. Maximus was in my sight when he approached the bed, ripping off his shirt and throwing it away. He sat on my right, his hand on my thigh, caressing it while giving me small kisses on my cheek.
My body felt a different kind of arousal, like a thirsty person drinking from a well. My body was sandwiched between them as they kept kissing both of my cheeks.
"Where is Norman?" I managed to ask.
"He said—he—will—be out for a—run," Maximus muttered, continuing to kiss my cheek but now moving to my neck. Kaye’s lips reached my earlobe, and my eyes started to close. That kind of pleasure, even though we hadn’t really started yet, was strange.
The strap of my top slipped off my shoulder, and Kaye quickly started kissing it while moving his hand up and grabbing my breast.
He fit my breast in his hand and pressed it gently, then began to massage it. I had never been this intimate with Kaye before. I almost forgot how amazing his touch used to feel.
As he kept playing with my breast, my top started to slide down.
Maximus had planted little kisses all over my cheeks and neck before his hand moved up under my shirt and reached my bare boob. My eyes rolled back in my head when my nipple pressed hard against his palm. I found my legs rubbing together on their own.
Kaye had pulled down my top while Maximus had his hand under it. Kaye lowered his face and sucked my entire breast in, almost like he wanted to swallow it.
Maximus removed his hand and quickly pulled the top down, bringing my breast out before he, too, started sucking on it.
My body moved excitedly, and their hands met at my shorts. Maximus slipped his hand inside, followed by Kaye’s.
Their fingers reached my pussy, and that’s when I began to lose control.
The way their fingers parted my labia and fought to enter me made my body start to shudder.
They kept my pussy lips spread with their fingers while adjusting their middle fingers at the entrance. And then, in one go, they both pushed their fingers inside me.
"Ahhhh!" I screamed so loud that I woke myself up from the well of my own lust. I suddenly remembered Norman, and guilt hit me.
This pleasure was so overwhelming that if I let them keep touching me for another minute, I would lose myself. Norman only allowed this because he wanted us to be free from pain. But what about his pain? I didn’t want him to force himself to share me.
"No, no, no!" I started moving around. "Stop!" Thankfully, the minute I let out that word, the two pulled their fingers out of me. I hastily managed to crawl out of bed, fixing my top before I turned to face them.
"This is wrong," I said, rubbing my face in my hands.
"What? He allowed it," Kaye argued.
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