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My vagina clenched in hard need. This was so notgood.

But it felt amazing. I wanted this, I wanted to draw him closer, let him touch me allover.

When Gabriel stepped forward and nuzzled the right side of my neck, shock pummeled me. His hand skimmed my right breast as Alex began to suckle my left breast. Wetness filled my core, and seeped outward, preparing me forpenetration.

Penetration by Dante, who owned me for the night. But these two shifters, his best friends, were the ones arousing me, making me gasp and moan as they tenderly licked and kissed mybreasts.

My legs felt wobbly and I wanted more. Needed more. I had thought about what my first time would be like, and always longed for somethingspecial.

But this went beyondexpectation.

Gabriel cupped my bottom as he kept kissing his way down my body. Alex suckled me harder, the exquisite pressure making me throw my head back and arch, as if I offered myself tohim.

Two sets of warm, firm male lips upon my untouched, untriedbody.

Two pairs of hands roaming over my bare skin. Tendrils of their energy, pure, vibrant crimson from their auras, drifted upward. I stared at the ceiling, seeing their mirrored energy intertwine like lovers. Seeing these two strong, handsome shifters pleasuringme.

Notthemselves.

I’d made out with men before, and even experienced pleasure with them, but never climaxed with them. I’d even stripped to my panties and let a couple of dates finger me as I stroked his cock to orgasm. I wasn’tnaïve.

But I’d never let it go beyond that. Always before I’d feared the guy would take it as an invitation to have sex I wasn’t ready for, and then I’d be disappointed because he’d leave and forget myname.

They made no move to touch me between my legs. They didn’t need to, because now both were suckling my breasts, their tongues flicking across my nipples. A feeling built in my loins, and my vagina squeezed tight, wanting,needing…

With a cry, I flung my head back and climaxed. Short, intense but immenselysatisfying.

All from them sucking on my breasts.Goodness.

The rill of pleasure faded, replaced with alarm as the door opened. Dante walkedin.

Tie loosened, dinner jacket off (he’d given it to me), he closed the door behind him and leaned againstit.

“And?” heinquired.

My knees buckled. I would have collapsed, if Gabriel didn’t have an arm secure around mywaist.

“She’s ready.” Alex wiped his mouth with the back of one hand, giving me an intentlook.

“No more bear scent on her.” Gabriel growled, then reached down and adjusted himself in hispants.

The fact that both of them had erections tenting their fine silk trousers was the huge question mark in the room. That and I felt certain Dante could scent my desire, and how I’dclimaxed.

Dantenodded.

I’d felt turned on and nearly crazed with the need for sex before. Now confusion filtered out some of thatarousal.

“You… did that to mark me?” Iasked.

They didn’t answer, only looked to Dante. Both stepped back, leaning against the dresser. As if they waited forsomething.

Dante took my hand, lifted it to his mouth and pressed a kiss to my knuckles. “They did it to arouse your desires, Peyton. They did it to erase your fears and any scent or mark Rodney left onyou.”

Cupping my face, he stared into my eyes. “And they did it because I asked, because in my pack, I share with my beta wolves. Food, shelter, huntingprey…”

A significant glance at Alex andGabriel.

The realization hit me. “Andlovers?”