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and held her breath, waiting.
She darted a quick look at Andrew. He smiled as he touched her, and she glanced at Logan.
He lounged against the headboard, watching her through narrowed eyes but keeping his hands to
himself.
Damn it. Touch me, Logan. But she knew him. He'd make her wait. But not for long. Just
long enough. She bit her lip and grinned at him. That's okay, baby. I enjoy a little anticipation.
Oh, how she did.
 You're so thin, Kimber, Andrew said, his voice low, soft.  Are you sure 
She dropped to her knees before he was finished speaking, jerking the top of his boxers
away from his belly. Wrapping her lips around his erect, hard penis, she slid him into her mouth,
hungry for his taste.
 She's sure, Logan murmured, a smile in his strained voice.
Andrew was hard satin in her mouth, his thighs hard beneath her palms. She sucked hard,
the flavor of him bursting into a million colors of bliss upon her tongue.
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 My wolf, he gasped.  Ease up, ease up& 
But she couldn't, wouldn't stop. She craved his release, needed his hot seed filling up her
throat, her stomach. She needed his groans and gasps and gratification, for his pleasure was her
pleasure.
Logan was suddenly at her back, his hands gripping her bottom as she knelt with her
mouth, and her concentration, on Andrew. The skin of Andrew's thighs gave beneath her nails,
and his moans of pleasure mingled with his groans of pain.
His fingers were hard in her hair as he gripped her head, and should she have tried to
withdraw, he wouldn't have allowed her to do so.
She screamed around the heat of his dick as Logan parted her buttocks, prodding, stroking,
massaging. He thrust his fingers into her openings, his touch ruthlessly determined. Holding her
still as she squirmed, trying to escape the overpoweringly painful pleasure.
His damp, slick fingers slid over her clit, pinching with a rhythm that had her unable to
breathe, unable to think. Andrew, still holding her captive, began thrusting into her lax mouth as
she knelt frozen under the onslaught of Logan's unrelenting fingers.
With a sudden movement that made her numb brain fight to protest, he left her, but only
briefly. Grasping her cheeks, he plunged into her wet, ready pussy.
It was a thousand, a million times more intense than she remembered. Her nerve endings
screamed with raw exposure, the force of the pleasure throwing her into chaos. She shrank from
the sensations, fighting the pleasure that was overpowering enough to cause madness, surely.
 Stop fighting, Logan whispered, his low voice scraping over her skin.  Relax, baby. He
leaned over her, his body still thrusting, balls slapping against skin that had become too sensitive.
He kissed her sweaty back, his lips as soothing as his cock was demanding.
Her jaw seized, her mouth clamping around Andrew's cock with enough force to wring
from him a cry of distress. Or a cry of ecstasy, she wasn't sure which. She didn't care, either.
Logan's huge erection stretched her, filled her, rubbing against the walls of her core with so
much friction that a fire of sheer pleasure was unavoidable.
She stopped fighting.
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The orgasm started in her pussy, a vast pleasure cramp of throbbing vibrations, then spread
to her belly, her legs, and finally, her entire body. There was no part of her left untouched by that
joining, no part of her left unpleasured.
Had she the air, she might have screamed, but her breath was snatched away in the moment
of sheer bliss. She could only feel.
Andrew's hardness remained in her mouth, and his cries mingled with Logan's as they both
came. It was as though their seed met in the middle of her body, creating a line of power inside
her that began to throb with a thunderous beat.
And as her body began to calm from that first orgasm, the line of seed inside her exploded.
She wasn't strong enough for this. No one was&
Spasms of energy, white-hot and icy cold, shot through her. Logan's breath blew strong
and warm upon her back; his hands, sure and safe, gripped her hips. She concentrated on him, on
his body. She forced her mind to Andrew's love, his sweet sex inside her mouth, his hands
squeezing her breasts.
Then she let go, trusting her men, herself. Suddenly the pleasure was manageable. Still
vast in its amazing power, it bathed her in joy. She did scream, giving voice to the pleasure, and
let it take over.
Her sex pulsed and beat like a thousand drums, the music of it calling to her men. Logan
groaned and reached to touch her clit, and Andrew slid his hand down her body to touch Logan.
A siren song of need, of love, of pleasure, her body called to her men.
And they answered.
When the bed dipped under the weight of a third man, she smiled.
At last he'd come, unable to resist the call of her body, her soul, to his.
It was right.
There was one other, and when it was his time to find them, they would be complete.
Sanctuary would be complete.
She reached for him, drawing him into their circle of love.
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 I'm so glad you're here, she said, or thought she did. It might have been only a whisper in
her mind.
Sighing, she gave herself to her men, her destiny.
Her sanctuary.
Cassidy Hunter
Cassidy is a writer of urban fantasy romance and paranormal romance. She lives in Ohio. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]