Page 31 of These Unhallowed Halls (Equinox Seasons Duet #2)

My pulse roared in my ears, the blood rushing to my head nearly too much to take, and then Cerberus lowered me to the ground beside Temps.

She looked over at me before her eyes slid down my face to my neck and then breasts.

I roamed my stare right back at her, drinking in the sight of her slight breasts revealed by her shredded top.

Temps nipples were so hard, mine too, and the chilled air made goosebumps ripple across her skin.

“Touch me,” she whispered low, her eyes begging.

Reaching out, I ran the pads of my fingers over her collarbone, then down, down, down, dusting them over her pert nipple. Temps hissed in a breath, and warmth funneled around us as above us, our massive wolf breathed hard.

“Take her in your mouth, little morrighan.”

No one had to tell me to get a taste of Temps twice, so I happily leaned up onto my elbow, which sank little into the damp earth, lowering my lips to that tasty little bud at the tip of her breast. I sucked it between my teeth, teasing before I licked a long circle around it, making her arch up from the ground.

The sound of the leaves crinkling bracketed her soft moan, and a heavy rumble reverberated out of Cerberus. Fur dusted my bare thigh as he lowered his hips, a hard bulge pressing against me. Fuck, I was wet. I was desperate to feel him, to take the massive prize he was no doubt packing.

“That’s perfect. Our sweet witch moves so beautifully, her pleasure seeping into the very earth from her dripping cunt.”

Daaamn. Cerberus certainly had a way with words.

“Lizzie, ugh.” Temps rolled her hips up, her body clearly begging for more. “ Please …”

I reached between her slick thighs just as a ravenous growl erupted from our wolf. Parting her folds, I used my middle finger to circle around her clit. Temps’ hips bucked, and I bit her nipple playfully, continuing to work her up with gentle pats of my finger and teasing her entrance.

Cerberus rubbed against my thigh, then the warmth vanished, and I was seconds from checking for him when my leg was craned upward, and the flat of his huge tongue found my pussy.

He swirled it against my clit, so dextrous and wide.

That glorious werewolf tongue was so big that it covered me from clit to asshole, wet warmth spreading through me as I dripped with need.

I suckled on Temp harder, sinking one finger and then two into her tight pussy as Cerberus slid the tip of his tongue to my entrance.

“Fuck, Lizzie, yes…” Temps moved up and down, fucking my fingers, and I squeezed around Cerberus’ tongue as he began to press in.

Gods, it was just so thick, gradually filling me up, stretching me, and in the back of my mind, I was extremely grateful for the warm-up. If this was just what he could do with his mouth, his cock might actually break me.

But what a way to go .

“So…close…” Moving in shorter, faster jerks, Temps clenched around my fingers.

She needed exactly what I did, though, so I slowed if only to slip a third finger inside her, swirling them until she was mewling and so wet that I could add a fourth.

She was going to take my entire hand, readying her sweet cunt for our beast-boy’s cock.

Yes, devious morrighan, stretch her cunt for me, ready our witch.

Cerberus spoke in my head, and the surprise almost had me faltering. I was used to being the one to initiate that kind of conversation. But damn, was it the way to go since his tongue was currently working me like a fucking champ, pressing against my G-spot so that wetness pooled inside me.

I was gentle and slow as I worked my fingers in and out of Temps’ pussy, using every bit of slick arousal to make her stretch comfortably around my fist.

“Ugh!” Temps smashed her balled up hands down as I sank inside. She was warm and perfect and fluttering around me as she rode that edge, ready to tip over.

Pleasure perfumed the air around us as everything built up. I was right there with my girl, riding a damn werewolf tongue that was going to have me squirting all over. Temps gripped my arm, digging her nails into me as she rocked her hips, taking my fist so well.

“Right there, right there! Don’t…stop…I—Fuck!”

She orgasmed hard, clenching around my wrist. It was bliss, and I roared out my own release as Cerberus rammed his tongue home, hitting my cervix. I gushed, pulsing against him as I ground my hips down against his mouth, squeezing his fur between my fingers.

A moment and then two, and then he was leaning back as I glided my hand free.

I was struggling for breath, lying on Temps’ chest as it rushed up and down, when I glanced down at this ancient being that had transformed Caleb into something incredible.

He smiled at me, his fangs gleaming, and my heart stuttered, another spike of fear that only heightened my arousal.

Leaning back on his knees, Cerberus reached down, rubbing across that impressive bulge.

I sat up, shifting so Temps could see our towering hunk of a sex god, because as far as I was concerned, this incredible being—this ancient elder deity summoned through a soul-weaving and sharing a body with our hot as fuck professor—definitely held dominion over carnal activities.

His glowing eyes tracked Temps and me, feasting on us, and from beneath the midnight fur extended something that I was not fucking prepared for.

I have to be dreaming. That can’t be fucking real, except…

“There’s…two of them,” Temps managed to stutter out, my eyes glued to the twin cocks that stood out proudly from Cerberus’ hips as he stroked them, utterly speechless.

With a smirk, he thrust forward into his fist, precum dripping from the rosy tips of his shafts. “There are two of us within the form, are there not?”

Well, that’s fucking handy.