Page 55 of Accidental Blood Lust
Loch giggles. “I’m up for the challenge if you are.”
“I am.”
Unable to resist, I lean in and nuzzle Loch’s neck, then Jareth’s, soaking in their heady scents. They smell like… pack.
Loch grips the back of my neck, slamming our mouths together, but the kiss is brief as he guides me and Jareth together. When our lips touch, my wolf rises, pushing towards the surface. It’s not until Loch joins us in a very sexy three-way kiss that my wolf settles, curling up and damn near purring. He wants this. Both of them. Far be it from me to deny my inner beast.
The three of us tangle together, kissing and touching, and I’m nearly delirious with need. I want to be inside them, both of them, but at the same time I want to savor this closeness. This exploration and promise of what we can be.
“Wolfie,” Lochlan breathes. “Taste him with me.”
I watch, stunned, as Lochlan slides down Jareth’s body and takes his cock deep into his mouth.
“Fuck,” I murmur, stroking his hair and back as he works Jare over.
Jareth’s eyes are on me, and I’ve honestly never seen him look more content or sexier. He missed Lochlan, that much is clear. The love between them is palpable, like a blanket wrapping around them but leaving room for me to join.
“Rome,” Loch says, muffled.
I meet Jareth’s gaze again, silently asking for permission, and he nods, whimpering, “Please.”
That’s all I needed. I dive in, taking him into my mouth as Lochlan offers his cock to me. The feeling of his weight on my tongue, of his length tickling the back of my throat, makes my dick swell and my knot throb. My canines elongate, desperate to bite them both.
Jareth tangles his hands in my hair, slowly pumping his hips. I reach out for Loch, pulling him back down, and he knows exactly what to do. I watch him swallow Jare as I suck gently on his balls. Jareth arches his back, and the sweet whimpers he expels drive my wolf crazy.
Lochlan catches my mouth and we kiss around Jareth’s cock, our tongues tangling and sharing his taste. Jareth’s arousal coats his skin, and Lochlan’s desire to please him swirls around me like a warm breeze.
“He tastes so good, Wolfie. We have to make him come.”
I nod, fighting back the urge to bite, to mark, to knot. We’ll get there eventually. Loch and I take turns sucking Jare to within an inch of his sanity, and the way he writhes beneath us, panting our names and fucking our mouths, stirs the feral beast inside me.
Want.
Need.
Taste.
A growl rumbles out of me and Lochlan giggles.
“So cute, Wolfie. You want to please our mage so badly, don’t you?”
“Both,” I manage. “Need you both.”
“I know. We’re so lucky, Jare. We get to keep him and each other.”
Jareth whimpers and arches his back. I slide my finger into his crease, tickling but not penetrating, and Loch returns to suck him down his throat.
“Ohhhh gods,” Jareth moans. “I’m gonna come.”
The words barely leave his mouth before the first spurt shoots out. Lochlan catches it and I join him, both of us slurping Jare’s cock and sharing his release, our tongues tangled around his flesh.
Then my wolf takes over, pulling Lochlan into me and crushing our mouths together. He ruts against me with the same intensity I get during a full moon, and with Jare underneath us, his cum slick and sticky as we kiss, it’s all almost too much.
My gums throb and fur breaks out in patches across my skin. My tailbone aches as my tail blooms, held in too long since my last full shift.
“Beautiful,” Lochlan murmurs, stroking my fur. “Look at him, Jare. Look at our sexy wolf.”
“So sexy,” Jareth pants.
