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  Her pussy glistened with arousal. The slight hair on her mound was nearly white.

  Tyler blew against her clit and held her legs still with both hands. When she moaned and arched into him, he smiled. Michael swallowed her noises, and a glance up showed the man circling her nipple with the slightest touch of one fingertip.

  Tyler pushed her thighs up higher, coaxing her to bend her knees and open wider. Every time he forced her open a little more, she increased her squirming, and the scent of her arousal skyrocketed.

  Tyler was relieved to see she enjoyed the gentle commands on her body. He was no pro, but when it came to the bedroom, he liked a bit of control. He hadn’t said much out loud yet, but he was still dominating her with his hands.

  He and Michael hadn’t discussed anything about having sex with Alyssa, but it was obvious from Michael’s words and actions the man was also rather dominant. They’d get along just fine.

  It would take only moments to have Alyssa writhing beneath them so often she forgot who she was. Tyler’s cock swelled again, and he rubbed himself against the bed to keep the edge off.

  With his hands spreading her as wide as possible, he used just his thumbs to open her pussy to his view. Fuck. She was so perfect. He knew without touching her she’d be tight.

  Instead of swiping a finger along her slit, Tyler decided to go straight to work with his tongue. He wasn’t disappointed. Without the hold he had on her thighs, she’d have shot off the bed. And that was just with the gentle flick of his tongue.

  He delved deeper, licking the inside of her tight sheath, drawing out the moisture gathering at the entrance. She tasted sweet, like honey, and he wanted more. A brief circling of her clit with his tongue was all he could stand before he sucked her nub into his mouth and milked her, nibbling on her clit with his teeth every so often.

  A gasp escaped her lips, letting him know she’d managed to free her mouth from Michael’s. When Tyler glanced up, he saw Michael working his way around her breasts.

  As soon as Tyler flicked her clit with his tongue in rapid succession, she shot off, bucking into his mouth, demanding more friction against her sex.

  Tyler kept sucking until she relaxed beneath him and flinched at the sensitivity of her clit.

  “Please… I need…” She mumbled, but Tyler heard her. She’d just had a powerful orgasm, but her body was not lax. She stiffened beneath him as he continued to lick circles around her nub.

  “I’m gonna stretch her pussy with my fingers.” Tyler pressed just his pointer into her core, and she moaned. “Let me see her face.”

  Michael sat back, giving Tyler a perfect view of Alyssa’s pink cheeks. Her mouth hung open, making him ache with the desire to fill it with his cock. Her eyes were fluttering, mostly closed.

  “Alyssa, babe…” Michael stared at her face as he spoke in a soft tone.

  She turned toward his voice and opened her glazed eyes. Her hand flew down between her legs, and she grasped Tyler’s head, threading her fingers into his hair. Her grip amused him, indecisive, neither pulling nor pushing him closer.

  Michael continued. “If you want us to make love to you, I need you to say it. No regrets.”

  She nodded and bit her lip before she spoke. “Please…”

  “Please what, baby?” Michael brushed her hair away from her face as he spoke.

  Tyler added a finger inside her and twisted his hand over so that he grazed her G-spot with each pass. “She’s so tight.”

  So damn tight Tyler wondered how he and Michael were going to fit inside her. This first time was going to stretch her tremendously.

  “I need more words, Alyssa. If you want us to stop, we will.” Michael’s voice hissed through his set jaw. Both men would probably cry if she said no.

  “Make love to me.” The words were no more than a whisper, but they heard her all the same. “Claim me.”

  “Okay, babe.” Michael kissed her cheek and then nibbled a path to her ear. “Tyler’s gonna stretch you a bit more first.”

  She moaned. “That feels so good.” Alyssa lifted her sexy ass off the bed a few inches, forcing Tyler’s fingers in to just the right angle no doubt.

  He smiled. Her hand fell from his hair, and she gripped the sheets beside her torso. “Now. I need you inside me.” She looked at Tyler through hooded eyes.

  *

  Alyssa couldn’t believe how intense she felt. Every nerve in her body craved the touch of her mates. She wanted them to press into her, ease the need driving her to new heights. Even her orgasm hadn’t lessened the need.

  Michael stared into her eyes. “You’re so tight, baby.” He ran a hand through the hair at her temple. “Let Tyler finger you a bit more. We don’t want to hurt you.”

  Alyssa became aware of her bottom lip as she bit into it. She needed more. He was taking too long. No amount of arching on her part sped the process. Tyler’s fingers were doing more than just pushing in and out of her. He was scissoring them inside her, stretching her so far.

  “Please…” she begged again. Her head rolled to one side.

  Tyler slipped out of her and crawled up her body. He hovered over her for a moment, taking her lips in a kiss. He set his forehead against hers and then rolled over onto his back, taking her with him until she found herself on top.

  Alyssa gasped. She hadn’t expected to be flipped over so abruptly. She was an awkward mess of limbs. Michael grasped her hips and pulled her onto her knees until she straddled Tyler. Her sex hovered over his length.

  Tyler reached between them and grabbed his shaft.

  “Watch Tyler, baby. Look at the spot where he’s going to enter you.” Michael’s words burned into her ears. She couldn’t help but look down between them.

  Tyler dragged the head of his length through her slit and flicked it over her clit. She would have flinched if Michael hadn’t held her steady. “Lower yourself onto his cock, babe.”

  Tyler lined himself up with her entrance, and she pressed down.

  “Slowly. You set the pace this time. Take him a little at a time.” Michael still held her around the waist.

  She didn’t miss his precisely chosen words—this time. Tyler and Michael wouldn’t be asking her to control their actions in bed often. The idea made her shiver as she took him into her warmth. She loved that they would control her. Even though her only experiences with sex had happened with each of them individually, and in the last two days, she’d already become aware of her desire to be commanded.

  Tyler reached up and cupped her breasts gently with his hands. His gaze was locked on her face when she lifted her head. His teeth were clenched, which made her smile. The waiting was tough for him. She didn’t want to wait a moment longer either, and on the next push, she slammed herself over his cock.

  Tyler groaned, his eyes rolling back into his head for a moment.

  Alyssa froze. Her eyes widened. She took a deep breath. The pressure was intense. Not as painful as she’d expected but so tight. Once the initial shock disappeared, the stretch felt fantastic. And the discomfort was momentary. In a few seconds she wanted more. She lifted up and let his length drag across her sensitive skin.

  She moaned as her clit pressed into Tyler on her way back down. She paused, enjoying the full sensation. Tyler’s gaze returned to hers. He flicked his fingers over her nipples, sending a shiver down her spine, and then dropped his hands to his sides. His voice was deep and gravelly when he spoke again. “God, Ali. So tight.”

  A sense of power made Alyssa smile. She glanced down to see Tyler fisting the sheets. Where was Michael? He’d disappeared. His touch no longer warmed her back.

  “I’m right here, babe.” She twisted her head toward his voice across the room and then let her eyes close.

  Luxuriating in the sensations, she lifted off Tyler and started a rhythm that made her toes curl. It felt so good. She never wanted the sensation to end. The friction was building, and her only thought was reaching the precipice.

  Hands landed on he
r back again. She flinched as Michael smoothed his palms around her middle until he cupped her breasts from behind. When he pinched her nipples, she arched her chest forward. She was so close.

  “Come, babe. Come around Ty’s cock.” Michael leaned in and nibbled on her ear before he released her breasts. “Come before we both take you at the same time.”

  Alyssa moaned as he spoke. His words tickled her ear and made her clench around Tyler’s length.

  Michael trailed his fingers down her center until he reached her clit. With one hand, he pressed her stomach. With the other, he pinched her nub with two fingers.

  Alyssa bit her cheek to keep from screaming as she came. She pressed firmly over Tyler and gripped him with her pussy as she pulsed around him.

  Heaven. She would never get enough of this. She gasped for air and leaned over Tyler to rest against his chest. She didn’t want to pull off him. And he was still rigid inside her. She wanted to keep moving.

  That isn’t what she got though. Michael pressed a hand against her lower back and held her. “Stay against Tyler, Alyssa.”

  Her eyes widened. Oh God. She knew good and well what Michael’s intentions were. Could she do this? Take them both?

  Alyssa wanted to scream for more friction. How was that possible after the orgasm she’d just had? Instead, she let her chest relax against Tyler’s. His thumbs grazed the sides of her breasts and brought goose bumps up along her sides.

  Suddenly a cool substance landed on her ass. Where had Michael conjured it from? That must have been what he was rummaging for across the room.

  “Relax while I stretch you.” Michael smoothed the lube around the outer edge of her tiny hole, making her clench.

  Her cheeks burned against Tyler’s chest. No matter how aroused she was and how badly she wanted this, it still embarrassed her to be penetrated by both of them so thoroughly. She’d not even had time to adjust to being taken in the front before the rear was added. But, God, how she wanted this. Wicked and unexpected ideas ran through her mind. All she knew was her need, overwhelming all other thoughts.

  One finger slipped in and out of her, stretching in every direction. It felt so tight. So full. So different. She took a deep breath, trying to grasp the new sensation. How was he ever going to enter her with his cock?

  Tyler whispered into her ear. “Unclench, sweet. While you’re gripping his finger, you’re squeezing my cock, and I don’t want to come yet.” His words were a mixture of serious and joking tones. She wasn’t sure how he’d managed not to come already.

  “Oh God.” Nothing could have prepared her for this incredible sense of closeness with another being. She never would have believed them if someone had explained it. Tyler’s hands rubbed against her back and sides, holding her so close.

  And she desperately wanted the same experience with Michael. In fact, she swiveled her head and looked up into his face. “I need you too.”

  Michael froze. A tingling sensation spread from her nipples to her stomach as he gazed into her eyes.

  “I want you two to claim me. I want us to be united. I don’t want to wait another day or even another minute.”

  Without taking his gaze off her, Michael inserted another finger and scissored them just as Tyler had earlier inside her pussy.

  Alyssa moaned and turned her gaze back to Tyler. He pulled her head back against his chest and rested his hand tangled in her hair.

  Finally, Michael removed his fingers and lined his cock up with her rear hole. “Gonna take it slow. Don’t move.”

  How could she possibly move?

  In fact, Alyssa held her breath while Michael worked himself barely into her. The moan that escaped his lips as he inched into her made her clench her pussy around Tyler’s shaft.

  “Please…” she begged. She needed more movement. More pressure.

  The plea worked. Michael pressed in to the hilt and held still. She could hear him breathing. Or just trying to catch his breath perhaps.

  “Move.”

  *

  Michael wanted to tape his mate’s mouth shut. Her little words were increasing his arousal at a rate that would make him come even before he’d had a chance to enjoy her. She didn’t realize the effect she had on him.

  Michael pulled partway out and then lifted Alyssa while he pushed back in. She rose up with her hands on both sides of Tyler and caught onto the rhythm quickly, lifting and lowering herself over Tyler while Michael plunged into her opposite Tyler.

  Alyssa moaned constantly, her tiny voice penetrating the room.

  “I’m gonna come,” Tyler stated. He grabbed Alyssa by the waist and pulled her down hard against him.

  Michael pressed into her ass at the same time, feeling Tyler’s cock against his own and noticing how good it felt to share this woman. All reservations he’d had before this moment fled. There was truly nothing better in the world than possessing Alyssa with Tyler, making her moan with pleasure while they both pushed her over the edge simultaneously.

  Alyssa stiffened first, her ass clenching Michael’s cock as she came. Tyler had to be experiencing the same thing around his own dick because he immediately started a low groan. Michael let go right behind them, his cock throbbing as his seed squirted into his mate.

  After a few moments, Michael eased out of Alyssa and collapsed alongside her. He had come so fast inside her tight heat he couldn’t imagine why he was breathing so hard.

  Tyler lifted Alyssa off himself and wedged her between them. “That was…”

  “Incredible.” Michael finished. He leaned up on his side and stared down at Alyssa’s heaving chest.

  “Am I dead?” She smiled and flopped her arms over her head. They were squishing her, but this damn bed was only a queen. Hardly enough space for three people.

  “God I hope not ’cause I want to do that again … soon.” Michael traced a finger around her breasts, drawing circles around her nipples. He watched them pebble beneath his touch.

  Tyler leaned up on her other side and watched. “You’re so sexy, Ali. So incredibly sexy.”

  A flush rushed across her chest. Michael looked up at her face. Her eyes were closed. “Alyssa?”

  She peeked out through tiny slits.

  “You okay?”

  She smiled, a huge grin that spread from ear to ear. “Perfect.”

  Michael chuckled. “Perfect, eh?”

  Alyssa flinched. “You’re in my head.”

  “Yep.”

  “I heard you too.” Tyler leaned over and took Alyssa’s mouth in a kiss. “Your voice is music in my head.”

  “You’re both squishing me.”

  “This bed’s too small.” Michael scooted back about an inch, all the space he had left before falling on his ass over the side.

  “Should we move? Go to our own rooms?” Alyssa’s eyes grew wide.

  “Fuck no. We’ll survive.” Tyler flopped down, resting his head beside her arm.

  “You’re never sleeping alone again, babe. Not a chance. And I don’t have the energy to switch rooms. We’ll make do for tonight and make different arrangements tomorrow.” Michael stood and headed for the adjoining bathroom. He cleaned himself up and then returned with two warm washcloths. One, he tossed to Tyler. The other he used to wipe Alyssa’s legs. His woman even opened up a little to let him clean her off. Tossing the cloth on the ground, he grabbed the blankets from the foot of the bed and pulled them up over everyone.

  Alyssa slipped farther into the warmth and turned to her side, snuggling her ass against Michael’s erection.

  “Lie still, nymph, or I’ll not be able to let you sleep.” He nibbled her ear and wrapped his arm around her waist.

  It seemed for a moment that Tyler was a bit left out, but then Michael realized Alyssa had looped one leg over Tyler, hugging him up against her.

  She’d been right about one thing. This was perfect.

  Suddenly Alyssa stiffened.

  “What’s the matter? You still squished?” Michael asked, repeating h
er own word.

  “We didn’t use any … um … protection.”

  “We’re wolves, love. We really aren’t fond of protection. But don’t worry, you aren’t ovulating right now.” Michael squeezed her waist.

  “Seriously? You can tell that?”

  “Yep,” Tyler stated, “we can smell it.”

  “God. I’m never going to get used to this. So, you’ll like know? I mean … when I’m … fertile?” Alyssa sounded exasperated.

  “Yeah. Don’t worry. We’ll tell you.” Michael kissed her shoulder again. “Go to sleep. Stop worrying. If you keep wiggling around like that, we’re gonna want to take you again, and your body needs to rest.”

  She didn’t say anything else, but it took a while for her brain to slow down and relax. Her thoughts were jumbled, but Michael was privy to most of them, and he assumed Tyler was too. It was a lot to take in all at once. Finally, she succumbed to sleep, and Michael slipped into unconsciousness right behind her.

  Chapter 13

  Alyssa woke with a start. She glanced around the room. Where was she? This wasn’t her room. Memories collided in a hurry. She’d mated last night with Tyler and Michael. They’d claimed her. Where were they now?

  “Ali? You’re up? I can hear your scrambled thoughts. We’re in the barn. It seemed we should help out a bit this morning. Michael’s teaching me a thing or two about cows. I think he believes I’ll cave in and decide Oregon is the only place to live.” Tyler chuckled into her head.

  At least he was being a good sport about it. “I’m up. Gonna take a shower.” She sat but immediately regretted it with a groan. Every muscle in her body hurt.

  “You okay, babe? How about a bath instead? A long hot soak,” Michael suggested.

  “Good idea.” She’d head for her own bathroom to try and collect herself.

  “We’ll be in soon.” Tyler’s voice sounded odd, even through the connection.

  “Michael, don’t kill him out there. Be reasonable.”

  Michael laughed. “I’ll try.”

  Alyssa dragged her sore body out of bed, put on yesterday’s clothes she found scattered on the floor, and headed for her own room. Luckily no one was in the hall. She’d have been mortified to run into Nancy right now. No matter what anyone said, it felt weird having sex with Nancy’s son and another man under the woman’s roof. Or perhaps the odd part was that everyone knew it.