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“I’m going to start at the top and work my way down,” Gio said, putting his lips next to her ear. “Your hair is full and luxurious. I love how it feels when you rest your head on my chest. It flows across my skin like strands of gold.”

“You like m-m-my hair?” she sounded surprised. “But I don’t style it in the right way.”

“Why would I care about styling?” Gio asked, running his fingers through the silky mass. “These soft curls are like you.”

“How?”

“I constantly have to fight the urge to touch them,” he murmured, tightening his hold on her hair and tugging gently. She sucked in a breath and relaxed her head into his hold.

“I like your skin,” Carter said, joining Gio in listing Mila’s attributes. Leaning in close, the wolf rubbed his cheek against hers. “I’ll never get enough of feeling your skin against mine.”

“I don’t do anything,” Mila said.

“Stop trying to excuse your beauty,” Gio said, kissing the skin under her ear.

He could hear the blood flowing in her veins.

He wanted badly to sink his fangs into her.

Not to drink, but to taste. He’d never drink from her.

She was too small and fragile to feed from.

But a few delicate sips would be like tasting the famed ambrosia from the gods.

Ignoring his aching fangs, he focused on kissing his way down her neck while Carter complimented her lips.

“I’ll never get enough kisses from you,” Carter whispered. “Your lips are perfect, and you always taste like sugar. Don’t say it’s because you eat a lot of cookies, I know better.” He brushed his lips across hers. “It’s because you are so sweet!”

That made her giggle, but the sound was cut off when Carter pressed his lips against hers, demanding a real kiss.

Gio reached around her and up under her blouse. He rested his hands under her ribcage, below the binding material of her bra. He could feel that this was one of those that hooked in the back, but he was able to tug the garment down, freeing her breasts.

“I love your generous breasts,” he said, cupping them in his hands and kneading the soft flesh. “They fill my hands and my mouth. Your nipples bead up and feel so good when I tug and tease them.” Gripping a nipple with each thumb and forefinger, he squeezed and twisted a little.

She gasped into Carter’s mouth, then moaned. Carter ended the kiss and straightened up.

“Too many clothes,” he grumbled and grabbed the hem of her shirt. While she was still dazed from Carter’s kiss and Gio’s hands, the wolf tugged the shirt off her in one swift motion. Then undid the bra too quickly for Mila to stop him.

“Carter!” Mila protested, her arms reflexively moving to cover her naked breasts.

“No, don’t do that!” Carter whined. “I want to see them. And I want to see Gio play with them. The only thing better than having you naked is having you and Gio naked and together.”

“N-n-not in the kitchen,” she protested. “It’s unsanitary.”

Gio couldn’t help the wicked chuckle that escaped him. “The best sex is the most unsanitary. Don’t worry, amore mio , we’ll help you clean up later.”

“No, we can’t—” Mila began but Gio cut her off.

“Later,” Gio commanded. There was no thrall or magic behind the command, only needy sexuality. Mila reacted like he’d thrown all his power into that single word.

“Yes, Gio,” she murmured, looking over her shoulder at him with a shy expression. “Will you kiss me?”

“Always,” Gio agreed, letting go of a breast to grip hair again. Her eyes rolled up as he tugged her head back slightly and pressed his lips to hers, demanding a kiss.

While they kissed, he felt Carter moving. Mila’s bra disappeared, and he heard shoes hit the floor. Then he felt his own shoes being tugged off. By the time he ended the kiss with Mila, Carter was completely naked, and Mila was almost naked. Gio was the only one still mostly clothed.

He didn’t like that. Letting go of Mila, he pulled his shirt off and unbuttoned his jeans. It was then he realized he was going to need to get off the island to get his pants off.

Carter solved the issue by grabbing hold of Gio’s pants and casually ripping them from his body.

“Carter!” Mila cried out, startled by the wolf’s actions. “What are you doing?”

“Solving a problem,” Carter said with a shrug as he tossed Gio’s pants to the floor.

Gio dropped his head to Mila’s naked shoulder and laughed. “Carter is an expedient problem solver.”

“But your jeans are ruined!”

Carter made a dismissive sound. “They were covered in paint anyway. Let’s focus on the important things here, people. We are kissing and groping!”

To make his point, Carter dived for Mila’s breasts.

“See,” Gio said with satisfaction. “Your breasts are magnificent.”

Mila was too busy moaning to answer. With all of them naked now, Gio ran his hands down her body and over her belly then between her legs. He eased his fingers into the tight, blonde curls and found her sopping wet.

“Someone is enjoying this,” he murmured, using both hands to lift her thighs over his. Once her flesh was exposed, he dipped his right hand back down, enjoying the feel of her slick on his fingers.

“This part of you is sacred,” he said, dipping a finger into her pussy. “You were built to take us. Maybe someday, you’ll take both of us at the same time.”

At his words, her pussy tightened around his digit and gushed slick. She liked that idea!

“It’ll take some training though,” he continued, pressing two fingers inside her.

“We can shop for toys online. You’ll help me pick them out.

Then you’ll get them nice and wet with your mouth before I push them inside you while I’m in you.

You’ll be sucking Carter’s dick so the neighbors don’t hear you screaming with pleasure. ”

The shivers going through her were a clear indication that she was enjoying the picture he painted.

That was good because the more he talked about it, the more he wanted to do it to her.

After teasing her with his fingers, he pulled out of her passage and found her clit. At first, he circled the little nub, enjoying the way she jerked when he got close. He wished they were in a different position so he could put his mouth on her, but they could do that later.

His throbbing dick was pressed against her generous ass. Every time she shifted, her soft skin moved against his hard shaft. It was sweet torture.

“Gio!” she whined.

He looked up to find both Carter and Mila looking at him. Carter looked engrossed in where Gio’s hand was buried between Mila’s legs. Mila’s face was flushed and frustrated.

“I need to eat you out, baby,” Carter demanded, sinking down to his knees and nosing Gio’s hand out of the way. Gio let Carter have Mila’s sex.

“Maybe we should—oh!” Whatever Mila was going to suggest ended when Carter started sucking on her clit. She shuddered and gasped. “Oh god!”

“We don’t mind being your gods,” Gio said, going back to enjoying her breasts.

He remembered what it was like to press his cock between those perfect globes and almost lost it on her back.

He squeezed, then focused on playing with those pretty nipples he loved so much.

Mila writhed against him and Carter, panting.

“Carter’s sucking on your sweet honey,” Gio said, kissing her shoulder, then giving in to temptation and biting her.

He didn’t let his fangs descend, but it felt good to grip her flesh between his teeth.

The way she loudly moaned made him do it again.

He alternated between biting and sucking until both her shoulders and neck were covered in hickeys.

He’d never been so satisfied to see bruises in his life.

“Oh!” she cried out and her body went rigid.

Both of them kept working her body until she made a sobbing protest and pushed Carter’s head away.

“No more,” she panted.

With a last lick, Carter stood up. He palmed his cock and grinned at her. “That was a fun first course. Time for the main meal!”

She looked at him with dazed eyes. “What?”

Gio knew what was coming but still laughed at Mila’s expression when Carter grabbed her and tossed her over his shoulder. “Bedroom!”

“Hell yes!” Gio agreed, jumping off the island and following Carter to the stairs. “I claim her pussy, you can have her mouth!”

He noticed Babette jumping up on the couch as they rushed by.

The little dog looked annoyed at the cavorting humans as she fluffed a blanket and settled down for a nap.

It made Gio laugh again and take the stairs three at a time so he could grab Carter’s ass before he got to the top, making Mila giggle.

Life was good!