Page 23 of My Pucking Mates (Pucking Werewolves #4)

I ’m so fucking full, and we’ve barely even began.

I’m not a virgin by any means, but as a different way to remain faithful to my mate—well, mates—I only ever had human men before. While they got the job done enough to take the edge off, it was nothing like this all-consuming feeling.

I have never been as stretched as I am now, and I still have to take Dolos. The thought has my eyes rolling back in my head while Eris rolls himself into me again and again.

With Dolos now pressed against my back, I am completely wrapped in the warmth of them.

I feel Dolos move, slightly leaning away from me.

When he rolls back into me, Eris grunts, reaching for my leg, lifting it, and wrapping it around his hip as he rocks into me again, reaching a place inside of me I hadn’t even known existed.

I don’t even try to contain the sounds leaving my mouth, vocalizing everything I’m feeling in this space where words aren’t as needed.

Dolos’ hand trails down my spine, all the way between my cheeks, and begins to massage my other hole, coating me in the lubricant he must have been reaching for.

A hoarse cry leaves me at all the sensations flying through me when he plunges two fingers into me.

Eris stills deep inside of me, allowing Dolos to work my muscles, stretching me to allow me to take him.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I chant as I try to breathe. “Eris,” I plead, not knowing exactly what I even want, but he does. He moves his hand to rub circles around my clit as they both pull out of me at once, leaving me feeling empty…but for only a second.

They’re both positioned at my entrances, waiting for me. My nerves consume me, and I try to hold in the shiver of need that courses through me, my wolf just under my skin, whining for her mates to claim her.

Dolos works the tip of his cock inside of my ass slowly, gently.

The sting of stretch grows as I take him in a way I’ve never had anyone.

“Shit,” I breathe heavily, and he stops.

While he remains still, my body trying to decide what to do with the new intrusion, Eris slides back inside of me, sending me arching into Dolos.

We all curse at once from the pleasure washing over us.

Eris rocks into me in painfully slow strokes, gently rubbing my clit, my body finally starting to relax around Dolos.

I tilt my head back, laying it on Dolos’ shoulder.

He nibbles my ear, reaching around my body to pluck at my nipple, whispering how much of a good girl I am.

He reaches behind himself again, returning and adding more lube to his shaft, massaging my tight ring of muscles, and pushing himself further into me. I scream as a spontaneous orgasm rushes through my body without warning, both men using their hands to work my body through the aftershocks.

But it’s not enough. It’s still not enough. “Keep going,” I beg, trying to move my body between them. I need their knots. I need their marks. I need to claim them.

Dolos moves first, almost fully seating himself inside me finally, my breath coming quickly as I try to breathe around being so full of both of them.

When I feel his knot press against me, Eris returns to his rhythm, rocking into me.

I’m drowning in pleasure, wave after wave rolling through me.

I feel frantic with the need to claim them, my mind no longer able to make sense of what I’m feeling.

Dolos slowly starts working my ass, and I swear, there is electricity flying through my veins, lighting up every sensitive nerve ending, answering the call of my mates.

“Come for us,” Eris snarls, once again circling my clit while they both drive into me at their own speeds.

Words are lost to me, I couldn’t string together a coherent thought if I tried, so I focus on everything I’m feeling at once.

Their movements become stuttered; knowing they’re close has me on the precipice of something I know I’ll never recover from.

“Keep breathing, Darling,” Dolos rumbles through gritted teeth, shoving his knot inside of me as I combust through an orgasm that makes the edge of my vision blur white.

Only to be immediately followed by Eris’ knot slamming inside of me, detonating another orgasm I was not prepared for, peppering my vision with black dancing flickers.

They roar their release together, filling me so completely as their knots begin to swell, and I scream through a third orgasm that feels like I might be dying of pleasure and love.

I feel one of them gathering my hair in their hands just before they both lick either side of my neck. Oh, fuck. This is it. Yes, yes, YES!

Their teeth sink into my neck, and I black out for a instant from the sheer intensity of it all.

We all come again, them spilling into me further, my body locking even harder around their swollen knots.

They retract their fangs, licking the wounds, and while I’m still conscious, I lean forward, licking the right side of Eris’ neck, before allowing my teeth to elongate and claiming him, as he comes inside me again, roaring as our bond snaps into place, his love and pleasure filling me so suddenly, tears trickle down my cheeks.

Retracting my fangs and awkwardly turning my body as best as I can locked between my mates, I lick the left side of Dolos’ neck before claiming him as well, his body reacting the same way as Eris’, spilling inside of me.

His voice thunders around us, our bond snapping into place, and just before I remove my fangs, a strange feeling washes over me that feels like both bonds connecting and creating one large bond.

I’m completely overwhelmed with the love, worry, care, wonder, adoration, and concern from my mates, washing over me through our bond.

Are you okay? Eris’ worried voice finds me first, and I try to open my eyes to look at him, but I don’t have any energy left to do even that.

“Mmhmm,” I mumble happily, fighting the sleep threatening to pull me under.

I feel their bodies wrap around me, their knots still swollen inside of me.

Perfect, I’m absolutely perfect, I tell them both through our bond before I allow the sleepiness to drag me into the blissful darkness.