Page 17 of Never Tamed (Bad Wolves #3)

Noble

“ A nd what do you want me to do?” Fisting myself, I rub the tip of my cock at her entrance, and her back arches for me. “Tell me what you want me to do.”

“Fuck me. Please.”

My wolf calls to hers. The bond goes bright and hot between us.

I smile. “Well, since you asked so nicely—” I push in, stretching her. Halfway inside, I slam home, burying myself to the hilt.

She convulses, that tight passage squeezing down on me over and over. “Oh, fuck.”

“That’s it, baby.”

I sink my teeth into her throat and suck. She screams, wrapping about me, her ankles locking around my waist. Then I throw all hesitation right out the window.

We crash together.

Every time I pull out, her hips come up, her hands scratch at my spine as she tries to push me back down, back into her. And I can’t get enough. I drill into her, bottoming out each time, drawing back and slamming in. She’s a constant stream of sounds and words.

“Please, please, oh fuck, please.” She lifts up to watch me fuck her.

Her pussy is so hot and tight, and suddenly she comes again, harder this time. I grit my teeth as I bury my face against her shoulder.

“I love you,” I tell her hoarsely.

She meets me thrust for thrust, hips rising to meet mine. I feel her everywhere. Taste her skin. Breathe her scent in.

“I love—”

The door slams open. A gust of cold air tickles my back and my balls tighten.

“What the fuck—” I twist my head toward the sound, but I don’t pull out of her.

Ren gasps and pushes up on her elbows. Because there’s fucking Dax, standing in the doorway, wild eyed and chest heaving.

His gaze locks on us. “Red.”

He gasps out her name and blinks like he finally sees us.

“Close the goddamn door,” I bellow.

He steps back when he realizes what he’s walked into. Then pauses to take in the way my body angles over hers to protect her nakedness. He catches the flush of her skin and the way she pants beneath me.

His brow furrows before a wicked smile tugs at his mouth. “Don’t you know how to fuck a woman properly, Nobie?”

“What is wrong with you? Get the fuck out of here!” I growl. “Can’t you see we’re busy?”

He doesn’t move.

“Dax,” Ren breathes, caught between pleasure and confusion, her body still grinding against mine.

She starts to move again like she can’t help herself except her eyes are for him.

To my complete surprise, he stalks toward the bed.

“No. Fuck no. Touch her and I swear to god—” My instinct is to cover her, to shield her from whatever wild energy is rolling off him, but then she reaches for him.

Her next words take me off guard. “ I want you both. ”

She arches up to push those breasts against my chest. My fingers claw the sheets.

Dax chuckles low and wicked. “Good. Because it’s my turn.”

Not caring that my cock is still inside her, he grabs her by the wrists, pulling her up slightly. His mouth crashes into hers, hungry, all teeth and tongue and fire. I growl—possessive, territorial—and tug her back into my arms.

Knowing full well he’s watching me, I drive into her cunt hard enough for Ren to cry out.

“Mine,” I growl against her throat.

She shudders between us. “ Yours, ” she agrees with a gasp.

Dax’s fingers tangle into her hair. He tugs her head closer to the side of the bed where he’s standing. In typical Dax fashion, he’s already naked. The man lives in the nude.

His cock is stiff and angled right for her mouth.

“It’s time to teach you a thing or two,” he rasps, glaring at me with hooded eyes.

I’m breathless and sweating, Ren’s pussy so tight I barely maintain my annoyance. “Fuck you.”

His cock bobs in front of her and her tongue darts out to lick the precum at the tip. A stab of jealousy splinters through me.

So does desire. At the same time.

It’s the same sensation as the day I shared Ren with Torin. Back then, I thought it had something to do with him being my Alpha and that’s why I didn’t mind.

Now, I’m not sure.

All I know is that her shaking, on the verge of a third orgasm and hungry to take us both on, is the fucking hottest thing I’ve ever witnessed. Besides, I’m not about to give in and let Dax just steal my thunder.

I pull my cock out.

Ren pauses at the sudden emptiness. “What? Noble?”

I drop to the edge of the bed and grab her hips, dragging her over to sit on my lap. She radiates heat and her wetness soaks my thighs.

“If this is what you want, then Dax is going to fuck you, baby, while I hold you.” I glance over her toward the feral wolf I’ve always called my enemy. “If you want us both at the same time, then that’s what you’ll get. I feel the need vibrating through you.”

Something else flashes through the bond and I groan.

“Don’t be ashamed. I told you I don’t mind sharing. But you need to trust me.”

She whimpers in the back of her throat.

Dax cocks a brow, and I know he can’t believe the words that just came out of my mouth. I kind of can’t believe it myself.

I squeeze her breast with one hand, plucking at her hard nipple, while my other curves around to her pussy to slide between her lips. “Fuck, she’s gorgeous, isn’t she, Dax?”

“Perfection. I love that wet cunt. So pretty and red.” He sighs. “I want it.”

I don’t blame him.

“Spread your legs wider, Ren.” I lick my lips. “This is going to be a wild ride.”

Dax prowls closer and I wrap an arm around her chest to hold her in place. Then, I sneak that slicked up finger from her front to her back, right between her cheeks. She jumps slightly, but when I push gently against the tight hole there, she eases.

“You’re going to fuck her ass, Nobie?” Dax asks as he grabs her legs and wraps one around his waist, the other hiked over his shoulder.

Her hole puckers against my fingertip. I flash him a grin. “Jealous?”

“No.” He growls and pushes his cock into her pussy right in front of me.

I start to finger her ass at the same time until Ren cries out, her thighs quivering as she takes both invasions.

She’s pressed between us. Dax lifts her hips and plunges in, balls deep, while I hold her and stroke into her a few more times. It isn’t long before I know it’s okay to add a second finger. I stretch her, getting her ready for the finale.

Our girl can take it.

She’s made for it.

Dax rocks into her, plunging his girth deep with a growl. Despite his size, he slides in easily—that’s how wet she is for us. How much she’s enjoying this. And that’s good enough for me.

It has to be. Fighting has no place when she’s the one in the middle of us.

Then with Dax’s help, we lift her. I fist my cock and push slowly into her ass where she’s so elastic tight and beyond sensitive. There’s a small contraction. I pause, waiting for her to adjust, then her muscles relax and a moan rumbles across her entire being.

I slowly slide in all the way, giving her plenty of time to acclimate, only a thin flap of skin separating me and Dax.

“That’s it, baby.” I murmur the encouragement. “You’ve got this.”

“What a good girl,” Dax agrees.

Ren starts to ride me, and her anal canal squeezes me tight with each slow bounce.

Then Dax moves again. The leg over his shoulder slides down and he grips it while I take the other. Now she’s spread, my cock in her ass and Dax in her pussy.

No longer wanting to be gentle, Dax shoves in so fucking hard that I feel her stretch and tighten.

She screams at the sudden assault. “Oh, fuck! Too much, too much!”

“Stop?” I ask tauntingly.

“Shit, Noble.” She hisses as Dax slams in and out of her. “Absolutely not.”

Dax looks at me, and all I do is nod.

Taking her chin, he kisses her as he continues to thrust in and out of her pussy. I can’t see anything but I can feel and hear. I feel it through her eyes through our bond.

“I love your fucking cunt, Red. I want to destroy it.”

He hammers into her mercilessly, and I band my arm tighter around her. This isn’t the best position for this, but it’s so hot, I’m not complaining. I can’t move too much where I am, but Dax’s frenzied thrusts are forcing her to bob on me more. She grinds the softness of her asscheeks against me.

I squeeze the globe of her breast and pinch her nipple.

“Yes!”

As her body clamps down on both of us with an intense orgasm, I bite her shoulder. The waves of her pleasure hit my cock, and the beat of her orgasm is everywhere as she comes. All the sensations—they’re so delicious, I groan.

Dax doesn’t stop. He fucks her without abandon. The bed scrapes against the floor with every thrust.

Then he grunts and comes. I feel the twitch of his cock, the pressure of his cum starting to fill her, but he pulls out before he knots. As he grips himself, ropes of cum spray across her tits and stomach.

“Fuck, fuck, fuuuuuuck.” Dax practically stumbles as he empties himself out on her, painting her skin with his seed.

I don’t know why he didn’t knot, exactly, but it’s a sign to take my turn. I’m still inside her, and I lift her, slamming her down, bending over the bed so that her hips are on the edge. And then, gripping her hips, I start to batter into her.

“That’s it, baby,” I grunt. “You did such a good job taking both of us, but now it’s my turn.”

She arches, my breath hot on her skin.

“I love it,” she whispers. “Gods—don’t stop.”

I don’t.

She’s panting, boneless, her body sagging into the comforter.

My rhythm builds into something reckless, uncoordinated, and primal as my own orgasm looms. My knot starts to inflate, making every sensation intensify.

“I’m going to come, Ren. And you’re going to come with me.”

“Your knot… I don’t know if—if I can take it. Not there. You’re too big.” She’s trembling, caught in a pleasure so high, it feels like the whole damn world might shatter.

I hold her tightly, sweat plastering our skin together. “Yes, you can. You’re going to take it because you’re made for me. My mate.”

“Fuck, yes!” She shatters.

Her cry slices through the air like a siren’s call. Her body tightens around me, and the second I feel it, I lose all control.

I follow her over the edge, groaning her name as heat floods through me.

Behind us, Dax lets out a low, primal sound that scrapes against my chest.

Ren and I collapse in a heap on the bed, and once my knot shrinks enough, I roll off her and pull free, sweat-slicked and spent. My heart pounds in my chest still chasing hers.

Dax strides over to the bottom of the bed with a smirk firmly on his face. “So…” he pants. “Who’s better, little Red?”

I glance at him, half-glaring. Of course the sick fuck made this a competition. Asshole.

“Better?” Ren lifts her head, eyes still glazed over. “What do you mean?”

“I think he’s asking who fucked you the best,” I explain.

My body’s still humming. She shouldn’t have to answer his ridiculous question, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t also want to know the answer to it.

“It was me,” Dax says smugly. “I won. I know it.”

“Fuck off. There’s no way.”

He ignores me. “So, Red. Who was it? Who won? Me, right? It was me.”

“Oh, that’s easy…” Pushing herself to her elbows, Ren’s lips curve into a wicked smile. “I did.”