Page 65 of Their Scarred Mate
She cried her second orgasm of the night and almost immediately they grunted in response.They flooded her in cum, with Freya swallowing everything while Declan stared at her, fixated.Some trickled down the corners of her mouth, and Declan, fascinated, gathered it with his fingertip and put it in her mouth, feeling her lick it eagerly.
“Our perfect little mate,” he sighed while she dropped, tired.Ciaran left to retrieve a wet cloth, cleaning her carefully, while Declan cradled her in his arms.The air was heavy with their scents combined, of sex and sweat ...and joy.There was no fear in the air.Freya had conquered it.
They touched her, marveled at the softness of her skin.Ciaran’s fingertips were massaging her breasts, awakening her desire again, while Declan kissed her fervently, tasting himself in the process.They maneuvered her so that she was on top of Ciaran, her wetness dripping to him.
“Do you think you can take us both, little one?”
“I just did...”she said, her mind lost in a haze of lust.
“But we want more, little one.”
“Yes...”she sighed, moving her hips against Ciaran’s cock.She was almost boneless due to her orgasms, but they were awaking her again, their hands and tongues everywhere.
They lifted her up and Ciaran caressed her entrance with the tip of his cock.He felt it swollen and wet, ready for him.He let her impale herself on him and hissed between his teeth when he felt her tighten her inner muscles around him.He helped her ride him, her skin sweaty and feverish, while Declan squeezed and twisted her nipples, in a delicious pain that only excited her even more.
She came again, falling almost boneless on top of Ciaran, panting, completely out of breath.Something cold touched her back and immediately she felt Declan’s fingers caressing her asshole.
She mewled, not entirely sure she wanted it, but they whispered sweet words next to her, teasing her.One finger entered her ass and she tensed, her fingers rigid on Ciaran’s shoulders.
He cooed sweet words, his hands running along the length of her back, while Declan continued to prepare her.They were both hard as steel, despite having already orgasmed, and she was curious, but also a bit afraid.
A second finger joined the first, accompanied by more cold gel and she shivered.He was now scissoring inside her, and she couldn’t tell if she liked it or not.She mewled again, but Ciaran took possession of her mouth and grunted when she moved.She was still impaled in him, her wetness dripping to his balls.
Declan’s fingers disappeared and she tensed when she felt his cock take their place.
“It will be good ...relax, little one,” he cooed.She tried to fight the invasion, and despite all the burning sensation ...something more was happening inside her.Feeling them both at the same time was exhilarating.
“Your body was made for us, angel.”
“Take it, little one.Take me whole!”grunted Declan, before sliding all the way home, and Freya screamed.
“I’m so full...”
“Do you want us to stop?”
“If you stop, I think I’ll die.”
After making sure she was okay, they started to move, in tandem.Disjointed sounds, moans, and small cries escaped her throat, growing in intensity as their movements intensified.She felt hammered from both sides, and it was an unbearably pleasurable situation.
“I’m going to...”
It happened too fast.As soon as she reached her peak, she cried her pleasure and Declan and Ciaran, each on their own side, felt their canines elongate and bit her neck, marking her.Freya saw stars and cried again when they roared their release.They collapsed into a tangle of sweaty limbs and ragged breaths.
They licked her neck wound and saw how it healed before their eyes, leaving a full moon with two howling wolves, one from each side.
They had mated.And their mate lay boneless between them, cum dripping from her body.She seemed utterly spent and well fucked.Inside their heads, their wolves were howling in satisfaction.
