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Hunter’s finger slips free of my ass before slowly gliding two fingers in. The oil grows warmer as he works them in and out.

I sigh as my muscles loosen and my body takes him deeper.

His dark voice is thick with desire as he commands, “Fuck yourself on my fingers and your mate’s cock, Little Red. Show us how beautiful you look riding them.”

I give in to his demand, my body rocking, grinding into them. I shudder at the pressure building in my abdomen. As I move, Conall massages my ass, pulling it wider, then pressing my cheeks together.

Each caress changes the way they feel inside me. A growl rumbles in his chest when Hunter adds a third finger to my ass, twisting them as I ride. I can feel myself stretching open around him, welcoming him into my body.

“You’re ready for me, Little Red,” Hunter whispers. “Aren’t you? You want to feel my cock in your ass, fucking you with your wolf mate.”

“Yes!” I exclaim, my muscles clenching around them both at his dark words.

Hunter adds another stream of oil to my skin where it’s stretched around his fingers, then twists them, spreading it inside me before slowly withdrawing. A few moments later, the slick head of his cock prods me, drawing out a sharp breath from me as he slowly breaches my back entrance. He’s so thick and hard I can’t focus on anything else but the stretch of his cock pushing inside me.

He pauses, letting my body adjust. Conall is stiff beneath me, a low, continuous growl rumbling in his chest. I’m not sure any of us are breathing.

“Are you good, Scarlett?” Hunter asks.

“Yes,” I whisper.

“Are you ready for more of my cock?”

“Yes. Yes. Yes.” I chant the words as he pulls out an inch and presses forward again.

Bit by bit, he works his length into my ass. Conall remains still beneath me, still deep in my pussy. His cock pulses and my body tightens around him in response. Both of us on edge.

Hunter hisses, his hands landing on my hips above Conall’s. “Relax for me, sweetheart. You want to take us both, don’t you? You need us to fill you up. Stuff you so full that all you can feel is us.”

My head tilts back. “Yes, I want it. I want you both deep inside me.”

Hunter grabs my braid and tilts my head back further so he can take my mouth. “That’s my sweet Little Red. You’re taking us so well.”

He works his cock into me with short strokes, the oil growing hotter the deeper he goes. Until finally, finally, he’s fully inside me. My entire body shudders as I try to process the tight stretch and fullness.

Someone needs to move, but I don’t think I can. My clit throbs in time with my heartbeat and my pussy weeps around Conall’s cock. It’s all too much and not enough at the same time.

I’m so incredibly full, stretched beyond anything I’ve ever known.

“Should we show our mate how it feels when we both fuck her?” Hunter asks Conall, his face dipping over my shoulder.

My Lycan snarls, the muscles of his shoulders and chest bunching as he struggles to remain still beneath me. “You move first.”

Hunter slides his cock out of my ass until only the tip remains before gliding back inside. His movement is slow, measured, but it lights every nerve ending on fire. I moan at the cascade of flames running through my body. My blood pumps thick and hot through my veins and my entire being is focused on the feeling between my legs.

Conall thrusts into me from beneath, filling me at the same time, and a wail erupts from my mouth.

I can’t process everything I’m feeling.

“Should we stop, Little Red?” Hunter asks. His tone says he already knows the answer.

“Don’t stop,” I pant out, my head dropping forward.

Conall kisses me, his tongue thrusting into my mouth as his cock thrusts between my legs. I whimper as Hunter matches his rhythm. The pressure inside me builds as they move in sync, filling me simultaneously before withdrawing at the same time.

My thighs shake as delicious tension grips my body. I draw closer and closer to the edge as their movements speed up.

With a growl, Conall rips his lips from mine. He wraps my braid around his hand and tugs my head to the side, baring my throat. My pulse races when his lips close around the side of my neck, sucking hard.